Kyushu, the land of a hundred countries, Nandou Kingdom, Qingzhou City in the East China Sea.
This island city is as quiet as ever. Although Qingzhou City’s status in Nandou Kingdom has long been different from what it used to be, the quiet island city is still like a place outside the world, with little wind and rain.
The tranquil island city, Qingzhou Lake is still beautiful, there are endless cruise ships on the lake, especially in the evening before nightfall, it is even more lively, and many people in Qingzhou City will gather here to enjoy the beautiful scenery.
In front of a house by the lake, two figures were playing chess. The cool breeze was very comfortable. People around them sometimes cast their eyes, but they would not disturb them. They were already used to this kind of scene.
"Father, you are in the wrong place again. It seems that you will not be Uncle Hua's opponent in the next ten years." There is also a beautiful woman who looks like about 30. The smile on her face still seems to remain simple and simple. It didn't seem to leave too many marks on her body.
"Haha, getting older, it's getting easier and easier to careless." Qin Shuai said with a smile.
"It seems that you can beat me when you are young?" The middle-aged man on the opposite side smiled and said, it is Hua Fengliu, he has a bit of vicissitudes, but that face can vaguely see what kind of romantic figure he was when he was young. .
"Your mouth is really unrelenting." Qin Shuai said with a smile, and continued to say: "This game is not over yet."
"Uncle Qin hasn't got used to it for so many years?" A refreshing laugh came, Qin Shuai turned his eyes in doubt, and saw a young man in white on a boat on Qingzhou Lake approaching the shore, and then stepped toward this side. Come.
This young man is dressed in white, with silver hair like snow, and his whole person seems to be integrated with this world, as if his appearance has no sense of disobedience, just like a part of this place.
Qin Yi stood up next to him, staring blankly at the young figure that appeared suddenly, he was more outstanding than before, and that kind of temperament seemed to be detached from the world.
Hua Fengliu looked at him in the same way. She was stunned, then smiled, turned her eyes, and continued to fall, muttering in her mouth: "Don't practice well outside, why do you run so far?"
"I'm afraid you will get old accidentally." Ye Futian walked over here, squatted down, his eyes fell on the chessboard, and said: "Ten years, you don't want me to come back and take a look?"
It has been ten years since he left.
"I don't want to." Hua Fengliu said.
Ye Futian was bitter, too ruthless.
"A few days ago, who was nagging Futian that stinky boy has been ten years since he left. It's really unfilial. He asked my brother to go to the Eastern Wasteland to find out how it changed today." A figure walked with a cup. After coming out, the former No. 1 beauty of Nandou Kingdom now also has traces of years. Although it is still good-looking, it has already given birth to wrinkles.
"Madam." Ye Futian felt a little sad when he saw the appearance of the wife. He was indeed not filial.
"When did I remember?" Hua Fengliu denied.
Nan Dou Wenyin walked over and stared at him, then looked at Ye Futian, his eyes slightly moist.
She had already treated Ye Futian's son-in-law as her own son.
"Sir, why are you crying? I'm not very good." Ye Futian took the water cup in Nan Dou Wenyin's hand and said: "Sir, I'll come."
"I didn't cry, I was so happy to see you." Nan Dou Wenyin tremblingly stretched out his hand and stroked Ye Futian's silver hair and cheeks.
This peerless young man, who was already the king of Kyushu, now looked like a child in her eyes.
"You lost." Qin Shuai said with a smile suddenly, Hua Fengliu looked at the chessboard, it turned out that he had made a fatal mistake just now.
"It's no more, I was upset by that kid, this game doesn't count." Hua Fengliu disturbed the chess piece.
Nan Dou Wenyin smiled brightly. How could this old guy make the wrong move when he said he didn't want to
"It's all the disciple's fault." Ye Futian smiled and handed the cup to Hua Fengliu, "You always drink tea."
Hua Fengliu took it, and Ye Futian handed another cup to Qin Shuai.
"Sister, you are still so young and beautiful." Ye Futian looked at Qin Yidao next to him.
Qin Yi looked at him with a bright smile on his face, and his eyes were slightly moist.
He is the same as before, except that his temperament is more outstanding, as if nothing has changed.
"Puff." Hua Fengliu's hand hit Ye Futian's head, and said: "When your father-in-law doesn't exist."
"I was wrong." Ye Futian grimaced.
Several people laughed, and Hua Fengliu laughed herself.
Time is the best medicine for pain. After ten years, Hua Fengliu has gradually come out. Qin Yi, like his daughter, often comes to chat with him and Nan Dou Wenyin.
"Go to the lake for a walk." Hua Fengliu stood up and walked towards Qingzhou Lake, with Ye Futian following by her side.
As night fell, the banks of Qingzhou Lake became more and more enthusiastic, and there were more and more cruise ships. Sometimes when people saw Hua Fengliu and Qin Shuai, they would show respect, but they would not bother them.
Some people also noticed that Ye Futian couldn't help but look at it a few more times. The temperament of this young man seemed to be unforgettable at a glance.
However, after more than ten years, most of the people in Qingzhou Lake are young men and women, and many people do not realize what the appearance of this silver-haired youth means.
After all, ten years is too long for a small city.
"Where are you practicing now?" Hua Fengliu asked softly by the lake, Nan Dou Wenyin stood quietly next to him, and Qin Shuai and Qin Yi were on the other side.
"Chilong Realm, I just went back to Xiahuang Realm, so I came back to see the teacher and his wife." Ye Futian said.
"Jie?" Hua Fengliu murmured: "It must be far away."
"Yeah." Ye Futian nodded: "Very far, far away."
"Now, what realm have you cultivated to?" Hua Fengliu asked again.
"Holy Land." Ye Futian responded, Hua Fengliu nodded.
Saint was the strongest realm in the land of Kyushu back then. He naturally knew that Ye Futian had reached this realm now.
However, thinking of the statue of Emperor Ye Qing, the holy realm, it should be far away from the goal.
"Futian, you must have experienced a lot of things in these years, the teacher and the wife want to hear your story." Nan Dou Wenyin said softly.
"Okay, then I'll speak slowly." Ye Futian nodded gently, and then whispered when he left.
He talked about Emperor Xia, talked about Xia Qingyu, and talked about Li Huang Realm, Da Li Guo Shi, and Chilong Realm and so on.
The breeze is slow, and there are fireworks on the banks of Qingzhou Lake, which is exceptionally beautiful.
Ye Futian talked, chatting and chatting with a group of people sitting by the lake, Hua Fengliu, they all listened quietly, in the breeze, only Ye Futian's voice.
Every story is like a life. Even if there is no personal experience, Hua Fengliu will still have a thrilling feeling, sometimes worrying about Ye Futian and sometimes happy for him.
"Guo Shi is a respectable elder, more qualified to be a teacher than me." Hua Fengliu said softly.
"The teachers I meet at every stage are the best and worthy of respect, but you are my first teacher, or my father-in-law, you should be ranked first." Ye Futian said.
"This flattering effort has not fallen." Hua Fengliu said, and then remembered something, said: "Princess Qingyuan, don't let others down."
Ye Futian looked at him in surprise, only to see Hua Fengliu smiled and said: "Xia Huang will also be a good father-in-law."
Ye Futian looked at the smile on Hua Fengliu's face. He knew that the teacher was sincere. He wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. He wanted to tell Jieyu that he might be alive, but he was afraid that this slim hope would be shattered in the future. This only adds to grief.
Therefore, he didn't say anything after all, looking at Qingzhou Lake.
There were many paintings of pleasure boats in front of them, and a small boat came slowly, and many people surrounded it, which seemed extremely lively.
There was a 10** year old girl on the small boat. She was slim and very beautiful. Many young people around were watching her.
This woman is now the first beauty in Qingzhou City, Mu Shiyu of Mu Mansion.
Mu Shiyu seemed to see Hua Fengliu and them, Xiao Zhou came towards this side, and came to the front in a moment. She also saw Ye Futian, that handsome and flawless face, extraordinary temperament, and long silver hair, all full of The story, and those eyes are so bright.
She had too many suitors, and had seen many romantic figures in Qingzhou City, but at the first glance of the young man in front of her, her calm heart was beating slightly.
But she didn't come because of Ye Futian. Turning her eyes, she looked at Hua Fengliu and leaned slightly and said, "Shi Yu has seen Mr. Shi Yu."
"Girl Shiyu." Hua Fengliu nodded slightly in return.
"Shi Yu sincerely wants to come into Mr.'s door, whether it is a piano or chess, I implore Mr. Shi Yu to accept Shi Yu as a disciple." Mu Shiyu bowed and said politely.
In Qingzhou City, Hua Fengliu's status is detached. Nine years ago, an ordinary young man was valued by him. Then he left Qingzhou City and returned a year ago. He has become a princely existence.
A character of this level can be the emperor of a country, but after returning, the first thing he does is to bow down and salute in the Huafengliu Mansion.
This incident was hailed as a beautiful talk by Qingzhou City.
"Miss Shiyu, I have told you not to accept disciples." Hua Fengliu replied.
"Then can I serve my husband?" Mu Shiyu was still polite.
Hua Fengliu shook his head: "Girl Shiyu, please come back."
Mu Shiyu showed a sense of loss, and Ye Futian said: "Teacher, let's go back."
"Yeah." Hua Fengliu nodded, and a group of people got up and left here.
Mu Shiyu was taken aback, she looked at Ye Futian, but the silver-haired young man did not look at her, as if her beauty was not so attractive.
She looked a little bit disappointed, didn't she not accept disciples
However, why does this silver-haired young man call him a teacher
Ye Futian and the others walked back, Hua Fengliu said: "Okay, you should go now."
"Teacher, don't you need to rush me away in such a hurry? Do you really bear it?" Ye Futian was a little speechless.
"I'm old, your sister and I like quietness, but don't want to be onlookers." Hua Fengliu whispered, Ye Futian has already appeared, and the people in Qingzhou City will soon reflect who is back.
Ye Futian sighed in his heart, he stopped, Hua Fengliu and Nan Dou Wenyin both looked at him.
"Teacher, Madam, that disciple is gone." Ye Futian said.
"Hurry up, stay here an eyesore." Hua Fengliu waved his hand.
Nan Dou Wenyin's eyes were slightly moist, but he still nodded.
Ye Futian bowed slightly to the two of them, then waved to General Qin and Qin Yi, turned around, his figure flashed, and he rose into the sky, turned into a star, and rushed straight into the sky.
Hua Fengliu raised her head and looked at the dimming light of the stars, her eyes were also slightly moist.
"Let's go." Soon, that little light completely disappeared. Nan Dou Wenyin took Hua Fengliu's hand and looked at his eyes and said: "Isn't it cool? Why is it crying."
"The wind is too strong, my eyes are lost." Hua Fengliu pulled Nan Dou Wenyin back to the yard. Qin Shuai and Qin Yi looked at the backs of the two, smiling as if their eyes were a little wet, and turned and left.
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On Qingzhou Lake, Mu Shiyu boarded a big boat. A middle-aged person was waiting for her. Seeing the loss in her eyes, she said, "Rejected again?"
"Father, my husband really doesn't want to accept me as a disciple." Mu Shiyu said softly.
"My husband and daughter back then were also the most beautiful women in Qingzhou City. If you go there more, it will always be useful." The middle-aged said with a smile.
"However, there is already a young man next to Mr. just now, calling him a teacher." Mu Shiyu said.
"Youth, what kind of youth?" The middle-aged frowned.
"A silver-haired young man is very good-looking and has a very outstanding temperament. I have never seen such an outstanding young man. When I see me, his eyes are not swaying, and he doesn't even want to take another look, which is different from other people." Mu Shi The appearance of a young man still echoed in Yu's mind, such a person, as if looking at him, it is hard to forget his appearance.
"Silver hair, excellent temperament, teacher..." The middle-aged trembling body, then turned his head and tremblingly said: "Quickly, go to Mr. Hua's residence."
"Father, what's the matter with you?" Mu Shiyu was the first time she saw her father so gaffe.
Even her body was shaking, her legs seemed to be unstable.
The middle-aged looked at her, stroked her cheeks with both hands, and said, "Shi Yu, the silver-haired youth you met is most likely the legend of Kyushu, the king of Kyushu."
When Mu Shiyu heard her father's words, her heart felt like an electric shock, and her body trembled slightly. She slowly turned around and looked at the place where she had come.
The legend circulating in Qingzhou City is so far away, but at this moment, it seems to be so close.
Is he the protagonist of the legend!