The divine sword is empty and powerful, but it is difficult to cut off the thread of love.

Whether it's her or the boy in front of her.

Everyone wants to [see] themselves.

She smiled and spoke, as if chatting with her old self, and said:

"When I was young, I was always high-spirited and high-spirited. I chose this grand name because I wanted to point my sword directly at the Dao Fruit of the Hunyuan True Immortal. As a result, I am trapped here. Maybe I am not that powerful.

, but it can be used to get you started in the way of swordsmanship. I really hope that one day, little junior brother, you can reach the supreme realm of Hunyuan with your sword."

"Senior sister, when I see you for the first time, there should always be a greeting."

"After all, I won't recognize you next time we meet."

"Ah, wrong, I probably don't remember you."

"Junior Brother, if you still remember Senior Sister, don't bother me if you come here. Just pick a flower by the roadside."

Yumiao smiled, her brows warm and peaceful, and she was already as calm and calm as the old man:

"I grew it myself, so it should be fine."

Qi Wuhuo bowed his hands and turned to leave without saying another word.

The mysterious world that existed here also disappeared. The sea of ​​flowers and bamboo forest were just like before. The old man never noticed the arrival of the young Taoist. He only felt the difference in his wife, as if the things that had been stuck in his wife's heart were untied.

, calm but sad, asked: "What's wrong with you?"

She replied: "Nothing."

She paused in her voice and smiled: "I just seemed to see my younger self."

The man murmured: "Really? My younger self."

He sighed, and then said gently: "Then why don't you chase that person and leave?"

Yumiao replied: "People will always grow up, the cause and effect is real, the experience is also real, naturally there is no going back."

"I don't want to go back either."

"If that's the case, you can easily turn back."

"Doesn't that mean that all my struggles, experiences, thoughts, gains and losses along the way are all fake?"

She smiled gently, but in her words, after all, she still had the same persistence as the swordsman that she once was, and the persistence that the old man once valued:

"Even if it is false, I will go to the end of the path I chose."

"Perhaps it was really a dead end at that time, then I would sigh and laugh, haha, it turns out it was just like this, then there would be nothing left."

"The flowers are blooming just right today, do you want to come and take a look?"

She pushed her husband towards the sea of ​​flowers, knowing clearly that she and the young man were going in the opposite direction, but she did not regret it.

Just step by step forward, the distance becomes farther and farther.

"The best is to forget love, the worst is to be inferior to love."

"But it's love that falls in love."
Chapter completed!