Although the figure gradually faded away, pride still appeared in Ye Shaolan's beautiful eyes.
Ye Shaohan has always been the pride of her heart. The legend of the Ye family was something Ye Shaolan didn't notice. At this moment, Long Ye's eyes flashed with inexplicable worry.
Long Yeruo looked at the surrounding lofts that reached into the sky with deep meaning. He raised his sword finger and slightly pointed it forward, and a shallow ripple in space spread out.
Ripples hit the surrounding void, and the space was in vain. Seeing this, Ye Shaolan raised his head and looked at Long Ye in confusion.
With a slight sigh, Long Ye looked helplessly at the sky and whispered: "Shaolan, after this Zongbi, you leave the Moon Temple!"
Hearing this, Ye Shaolan was slightly shaken, and her eyes were full of disbelief. However, Ye Shaolan did not say anything, and she knew that Long Ye still had something to say.
"Today's Moon Temple is no longer the ancient Moon Temple, but he is the leader of the Sword God Sect, Shaolan, do you understand?" Turning around, Long Ye looked at Ye Shaolan with a calm expression.
Looking up, Ye Shaolan sighed slightly. After arriving at the Moon Temple, she also felt the tense atmosphere of the Moon Temple and the Sword God Sect.
"Shaolan, do you understand?" Long Ye whispered, the worry in his eyes getting thicker.
Ye Shaolan still sighed but did not say anything. Instead, Long Ye continued: "Shaolan, you have always been an unqualified warrior because you have not seen through the nature of this world!"
"This world is very realistic. This is a world where the weak eat the strong! The Moon Temple will eventually stand opposite the Sword God Gate. At that time, how will you make a choice?"
"Because I have been in the Moon Temple for decades, I know who those people are. In the end, they will even use you to deal with Fifth Generation! A very realistic person!"
"So Shaolan, your destination is not the Moon Temple, but the Sword God Gate! Go back!" Long Ye whispered, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes.
"He also said something like this a long time ago!" Ye Shaolan's face turned pale. With her intelligence, she could naturally guess Ye Shaohan's intention when he said those words.
"Because, he has also seen through the essence of this world!" Long Ye turned around and gently patted Ye Shaolan on the shoulder, "Shaolan, in fact, you have always understood, you just don't want to believe it!"
Lifting the sword finger, Long Ye broke through the confinement around him. He stepped forward, and Long Ye's figure gradually disappeared into the rolling clouds.
"I have always understood, and I will also learn to accept this world of jungle!" Looking at the slowly floating clouds below, Ye Shaolan whispered: "I also don't want to let the tears of my relatives fall on me, and I gradually
Understand him!"
The wind blew up the clouds, and Ye Shaolan's figure looked hazy in the clouds.
Outside Fengzong Island, the prince still stood in the wind and snow, with a sinister smile on his lips, and his eyes still fell on the distant sky, "His game is over!"
"It's an ugly game, and you end up being the victim of the game! How sad and ridiculous!" The prince turned around and his figure gradually disappeared in the wind and snow, but his voice to himself still floated in the wind and snow: "Heaven and earth are chess pieces.
The common people are your sons!"
The sound of muttering to himself gradually dissipated, and the proud man turned around, looked at the disappearing figure, and said calmly: "The chessboard made by heaven is made by everyone, who can play it?"
"What's the difference between your chess game and his game?" The proud man shook his head, closed his eyes tightly again, took a step forward, and merged into the endless void.
Fengzong Island is still immersed in the shocking scene before. Perhaps after today, the three legends will never come back.
And all of this has nothing to do with Ye Shaohan. Ye Shaohan closed his eyes tightly and walked quietly in the wind and snow. Every time he took a step, wisps of breeze appeared under his feet. The breeze blew the snow, and the snow was flying.
After the feeling of being watched disappeared, Ye Shaohan opened his eyes. The surroundings were not boundless ice, but undulating islands, covered with snow.
The solitary peaks on the island were like sharp swords thrust into the sky, with their peaks appearing and disappearing in the clouds and mist. Ye Shaohan took a step forward and landed on the peak.
Zhang Ming and Fatty Xiao followed closely behind, and their figures also landed on the solitary peak. Qing Jue and others landed on other peaks, practicing individually.
Xiao Luoxue glanced at the figure standing on the solitary peak, holding her sword, walking in the wind and snow, dancing quietly in the wind and snow, the bright sword light was submerged in the wind and snow.
The three of them stood on the solitary peak like this. The mountain wind was blowing, and it rolled up the remaining snow on the ground. The snow fell on the three figures.
People will meet different people in this life. They come and go, and the people around them change one after another. However, those people gradually get lost during the journey, and finally become silent and become passers-by.
But there is always a group of people who always stand behind you. Even though you sometimes ignore them, when the whole world abandons you, they are always the ones who stand behind you and support you!
"Fortunately, there is always a group of people like this standing behind me!" Looking at the snowflakes floating to unknown directions, a smile appeared in Ye Shaohan's eyes.
Strong people are always built up from countless lonely nights. They are buried by loneliness, but there are always people accompanying them on this road. This is a kind of silent touch.
Zhang Ming and Fatty Xiao knew that Ye Shaohan cared about Xiao Luoxue, so they came out with swords and chased for tens of thousands of miles! Ye Shaohan never said thank you to Fatty Xiao and Zhang Ming for their love, because they are swordsmen, and swordsmen use their hands.
Swords tell emotions.
Ye Shaohan turned around, looked at the two figures in front of him, smiled lightly, and without saying anything, took out several jars of wine from the Qilin necklace and threw them to the two of them.
Smiling without saying a word, Zhang Ming and Fatty Xiao took the wine jar and drank directly up to the sky. The sound of running water resounded on the top of the mountain.
The banquet filled the air, and the three of them drank countless jars of wine. The wine spilled out, and just like that, the three of them sat on the steep rock, with the endless starry sky above and rolling clouds and mist below.
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The bright moon hung in the sky, and the cold moonlight flowed down. In this peaceful night, the three of them just drank, laughed, talked about the past, and talked about the future.
There was no killing, no flash of blood, only peace, like this peaceful night! Drinking, admiring the moon, and chatting about life with friends, Ye Shaohan had not experienced this kind of life for a long time.
This feeling is very warm. You can say crazy things at will. If you are not drunk, you will be drunk!
"It is good to control the will of the fourth generation Moon God, but after all, this Moon God's will is not your own martial arts will!" At the end of the sentence, Fatty Xiao and the others talked about their respective cultivation levels.
"But this can be used as a killing move. If I can successfully evolve all my magical powers, if possible, I will integrate the remaining will of the Moon God into my own martial arts will!" Ye Shaohan took out a large jar of wine from the unicorn necklace,
After breaking the seal, he took a big sip and let the drink flow from the corner of his mouth. "Now all I can use is the remaining will of the moon god from the fourth generation!"
"Only Fang can do such a crazy thing!" Zhang Ming whispered.
"Integrate the will of the Moon God into your own will. If you fail, you will definitely be counterattacked by the Will of the Moon God!" Due to the existence of the inherited memory of the remnant soul, Fatty Xiao naturally knows the danger involved.
"The journey of the Spiritual Emperor is originally to sail against the current. If everything goes smoothly, then there will be more than just a few strong people standing at the top!" Ye Shaohan said with a chuckle as he wiped the drink from the corner of his mouth.
"On the other hand, you are able to cultivate the emotional state of mind to such an extent that you can shake the will of martial arts just by relying on the emotional state of mind!" After saying this, Ye Shaohan looked at Zhang Ming's snowy white hair, with a trace of helplessness in his eyes.
Hearing this, Zhang Ming raised his head, looked at the bright moon obscured by clouds, and whispered: "I don't understand, I just danced the sword to show her, at least this way she won't be lonely!"
With a slight sigh, Ye Shaohan gently patted Zhang Ming's shoulder, because Ye Shaohan knew Zhang Ming's love for Li Zishan, so he never said words that the past is the past and people should not live in memory.
It is precisely because of persistence that people have faith and become strong! And Li Zishan has always been Zhang Ming's faith. Ye Shaohan understood this a long time ago.
"Xiao Ling'er and the others miss you very much!" Zhang Ming's empty eyes showed a smile for the first time.
Speaking of Xiao Ling'er, Ye Shaohan seemed to hear the melodious sound of the piano again, "Are the two children and Aunt Feng okay?"
"Little Ling'er has been a lot more naughty recently. Last time I went to Ye's house to meet Zhang Ming for a drink, she laughed at me for growing more and more obscene!" Fatty Xiao looked at Ye Shaohan with helpless eyes and said in a resentful tone.
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After saying this, Fatty Xiao chuckled and narrowed his eyes slightly. His expression was as honest as he could be, "Fortunately, Aunt Feng said that I seem to be becoming more and more honest recently!"
Hearing this, Zhang Ming ignored Fatty Xiao's expression and focused his gaze directly on the sky, admiring the stars in the sky.
Ye Shaohan, on the other hand, sighed heavily. Ye Shaohan gently patted the fat man's shoulder and said solemnly: "Fat man! It's time for you to lose weight, otherwise you will really become more and more obscene!"
Poof! Fatty Xiao spurted out a mouthful of wine, and his eyes swept across the faces of Ye Shaohan and Zhang Ming resentfully, "Even you said that!"
Lifting his head, Fatty Xiao looked up at the starry sky at a forty-five-degree angle, looking as lonely as snow: "At least I was once thin, and at that time I was considered a handsome young man!"
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan also ignored Fatty Xiao's words and drank by himself, feeling at peace in his heart. A long time ago, he had longed for such a life, sometimes practicing, sometimes talking about life and nonsense with his friends.
However, Ye Shaohan knew that such a life could only be an embellishment on the road to the Spiritual Emperor. When he embarked on the path of the Spiritual Emperor, Ye Shaohan swore that he would not let the tears of his relatives drip on his body, nor would he
Will watch these people get hurt.
It is precisely because of this that Ye Shaohan is practicing like that, day and night, all the time. Even if he is drinking, he is still running the reincarnation art secretly.