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Stars alternated, and the sun rose and set. Zi Feng finally arrived at the familiar town. When they were still some distance away from the town, Zi Feng had already landed on the ground and started to fly. Zi Feng discovered that his steps were getting heavier and heavier. He walked forward slowly, as if it was an arduous walk.

The wall in his memory had not changed at all. It was still as shabby as before, and no one paid any attention to it. Zi Feng walked to the arch below the city wall and could not help but turn his head to look at the path he had taken. He took a deep breath before walking forward.

The small town was still as deserted as it was in the past. Occasionally, there would be pedestrians passing by, so Zi Feng followed his memories and headed towards the girl's home. The street was still as shabby as before. After turning a corner, they would arrive at the girl's house. Zi Feng stood there for a moment, his hand caressing the corner of the wall, his eyes staring at the corner where their love was. Beneath those curvy and curvy words were shockingly a row of beautiful words that were a bit blurry. The dust on the surface that was brushed off by Zi Feng had finally been able to make out the blurry words. After seeing the words, Zi Feng's face turned deathly white as he looked at the words with an expression of disbelief.

After being stunned for a moment, Zi Feng quickly ran around the corner and headed towards the girl's house.

Standing at the already dilapidated entrance, Zi Feng astonishingly began to shed tears.

The memory of being blown away by the wind had deeply stung Zi Feng's heart. He had never felt such despair, even when facing death.

Zi Feng slowly squatted down before finally kneeling down and silently crying. The Netherworld and Little White quietly stood beside Zi Feng, silently looking at the dilapidated house. The interior was overgrown with weeds, and some of the roof tiles were broken. It was obvious that no one had lived here for a long time.

Right now, Zi Feng was regretting his irresponsible departure. He was regretting why he didn't come find him earlier, and why he waited for the so-called Three Year Agreement.

In an instant, all kinds of regret and reproach from Zi Feng were mixed in his heart. Tears fell drop by drop onto the land that had been dry for a long time. Faint dust floated in the air as if it was reminiscing about the past. Zi Feng, who was kneeling on the ground, clenched his fists tightly. He continuously hammered the ground as if he wanted to vent all the sadness in his heart.

The Netherworld cried out as he rubbed Zi Feng's body with his fluffy head, as if he was trying to comfort him.

After a long time, Zi Feng slowly raised his head and looked at the house that was on the verge of collapsing. "I will find you no matter where you go."

Remembering the graceful words left on the wall, Zi Feng's heart twitched. What do you mean we are not in the same world? You can't give me what I want. Goodbye, and don't look for me in the future.

Zi Feng thought over and over again about the words left behind by the girl before finally spitting out a mouthful of blood and powerlessly lying on the ground.

In his mind, he recalled the scenes of the past. It was the winter of that year, and she was still the girl of that year. It was the same story, but now that Zi Feng thought about it, it felt different. His thoughts were mixed with reluctance and hatred.

Although the Netherworld didn't understand why Zi Feng acted this way, he could clearly feel the heartbreaking pain. The Netherworld Spirit couldn't help but lower its body and quietly lie down next to Zi Feng. Lil 'White also obediently laid down.

The sky gradually darkened. Zi Feng was still lying there motionlessly. A man, a wolf, and a tiger quietly lay on the ground. It was a strange addition to the dilapidated courtyard.

Tonight's stars seemed to be brighter than before, and Zi Feng couldn't help but recall the story he had told the little beggar girl on the roof of the temple that night. Dry tears once again flowed down his face, and Zi Feng muttered: "Xiang, do you know, I'm that little beggar back then, do you know?"

After saying that, he actually began shouting. There was a faint trace of despair mixed within this angry roar. Now that Zi Feng wanted to explain it to this girl, there was no chance for him to do so.

The row of words on the wall clearly showed the girl's determination to never see Zi Feng again. Otherwise, she wouldn't have written it so harshly. We're from completely different worlds and you can't give me what I want. Looking at the stars that covered the sky, Zi Feng silently closed his eyes.

When the sun once again covered the earth, Zi Feng stood up with difficulty and muttered: "I want to go home, I want to go home."

As he said this, Zi Feng seemed to have thought of something. When he entered the city yesterday, he inadvertently saw that the flag hanging on the city wall was different from what he remembered. At that time, he wholeheartedly wanted to see the girl, so he didn't think too much about it.

He hastily summoned his flying sword and flew away from this place that made him cry.

At the top of the clouds, Zi Feng was clad in a black robe. This was what he had seen when he left the valley. The white robe that he wore was actually given to him by blood, making it very fitting for him.

After a while, Zi Feng stood on his flying sword and saw the signboard with the words' Chu Residence 'written on it. The signboard had the words' Xi Men 'written on it.

This made Zi Feng realize that something big had happened, and his heart tightened with anxiety. Zi Feng found a secluded place and slowly descended. He then quickly walked toward the Ximen Estate. The Little White Netherworld was closely following Zi Feng's footsteps.

Standing in front of the door, Zi Feng couldn't help but think of the scene when his father brought him home many years ago. He stared at the vermilion door and the tall wall.

"Hey, you, I'm talking about you." A hoarse voice startled Zi Feng, causing him to remember what he was doing. Zi Feng stared at the approaching soldiers as he asked with a dark expression, "How did this Chu Clan become the Ximen Clan?"

Hearing the arrogant young man in front of him, the soldier turned around and said to the other soldier at the door, "This brat is quite unreasonable, Chu Residence? That Chu Clan elder is already dead ? " Before the soldier could finish his words, the youth before him had already grabbed his neck and picked him up.

When Zi Feng heard the soldier's words, he was extremely agitated. He asked coldly, "How is General Chu Xiaotian?"

The soldier grabbed by Zi Feng rolled his eyes. His face was red and he couldn't say a word. However, because of his silence, Zi Feng couldn't help but increase the power in his hands. However, when the soldier standing at the door saw his comrade, he shouted towards the door, "The mighty general you spoke of, the mighty general of the previous dynasty, has long passed away. He was killed by our Patriarch of the Xi Men family."

After saying that, the soldier proudly gestured towards Zi Feng. It was as if he was relying on a dog for power.

After hearing the words of the soldier, Zi Feng's entire body shook as his hands loosened as well. He stood there in disbelief.

As for the soldier with a face as heavy as a pig's head, he was gasping for breath while looking at the violet-haired youth with a terrified expression. After a short while, ten soldiers suddenly appeared from within the manor. The soldier standing at the entrance said a few words to the leader of the soldiers, and then looked at the violet-haired youth with an expression of watching a good show.

Not long after, Zi Feng was surrounded by the group of people. The leader of the soldiers mumbled, "Resist and obey, Resist and Resist, Resist and Resist, Resist and Resist, Resist!"

Xiao Bai, who was standing next to Zi Feng, said to You You with a surprised expression, "Big Brother Lang, is this the 250 you mentioned to me before?"

The Netherworld nodded. He seemed to have recalled the scene when he explained the two hundred and fifty o'clock to Whitey and couldn't help but chuckle. Lil 'White looked at the leader of the soldiers who was getting closer and closer with a curious look on his face.

Lil 'White felt that his understanding of the two hundred and fifty was getting deeper. In the end, Whitey actually concluded, "When the abstraction materializes, everything is no longer a problem." When the Netherworld heard Whitey's words, his heart broke out in sweat. "Explaining is two hundred and fifty and actually cultivating a philosopher. It's not simple. My merits are boundless!" After saying that, he actually became intoxicated with himself.

The dumbstruck Zi Feng suddenly woke up. With tears streaming down his face, he muttered, "Grandfather, you've actually left like this."

After speaking, Zi Feng powerlessly squatted down and completely ignored the group of soldiers surrounding him.

However, when the leader of the guards saw Zi Feng squatting down, he shouted, "Be careful of concealed weapons!" When the other soldiers heard the leader's words, they all fell to the ground.

Whitey, who was looking at them, suddenly realized, "So these people are the 250 RMB."

Looking at the squatting violet-haired youth quietly hugging his knees, without making any other movements, he awkwardly said to his companion, "A mistake, a mistake."

Violet Maple was still crying as he thought about how the old man doted on him so much, so much that it seemed like he was parting Yin and Yang. A feeling of loneliness suddenly welled up in his heart, he was not willing to imagine his grandmother's current situation, he was afraid, afraid of the outcome.

Since then, Zi Feng had left in a hurry for almost two years. In the valley, his comfortable life had made Zi Feng forget all kinds of concerns. When he finally regained consciousness, he discovered that he had committed an irreparable mistake. The tears of regret dripped onto Zi Feng's chest bit by bit. If it was said to be the tears of heartache from yesterday, then today, it was truly a painful and unforgivable tears.

When the soldiers surrounding him saw the teenager with purple hair silently crying, they stood there in a daze, unable to move. The leader was stunned for a moment. He thought about how the violet-haired youth had humiliated him. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and say, "Brothers, take him down."

The soldiers looked reluctant, but the leader's orders made them submit.

One by one, they drew their swords and prepared to arrest Zi Feng. Right now, Zi Feng's grief was greater than his heart, so how could he pay attention to his surroundings?

Just as the sharp sword was about to pierce Zi Feng's back, Xiao Bai roared loudly. The leader of the sharp sword shrank his arms and legs and the sword fell to the ground.

When the surrounding soldiers saw this, they all burst into laughter. The leader was the leader of their group of ten or so soldiers. With just a small part of his family, he managed to get a seat for himself.

Right now, his face was turning blue from anger. Just as he was about to give out an order to his subordinates, he suddenly realized that the violet-haired youth was staring at him.

The devilish purple eyes made his legs tremble. He stood there blankly, not knowing what to do.

Zi Feng gloomily asked, "Where is Chu Xiaotian's tomb?" Tomb, how could such a disobedient official have a tomb, he was thrown in the wilderness in the western suburbs. "

An arrogant voice came from the Ximen Estate. Zi Feng turned his head as he glared viciously at the well-dressed youth.

"That mighty old man still died in the hands of his grandfather. Back then, after the First General passed away, there wasn't even a body collector. I heard that he had a wandering son who was watching his father's body hanging on the wall, not daring to come and collect it, but that's good too ?"

Before the well-dressed youth could finish his sentence, Zi Feng had already gripped his neck and viciously said, "You wish to die?"

As he spoke, his fingers pushed.

Not long after, the well-dressed young man's face was in pain. After a while, a purple color began to appear, and in the end, it had even turned into a purple color.

Zi Feng swung his arm and the well-dressed youth fell to the ground. Traces of blood could be seen on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, a terrifying killing intent was emitted from Zi Feng's body, causing the soldiers to stand in place in fear, not daring to move at all.

Zi Feng raised his head to look at the west gate and muttered: "Grandpa, wait for me. I'll go to the head of my enemy to worship your spirit in heaven right now." After speaking, his purple eyes actually flashed with an inch of red light. He didn't look too scary.