Feng Danyuan replied with four words: "Let nature take its course."
The Master of the Dragon Sect was speechless, and then said: "Don't talk about it. Once I finish saying goodbye, I will leave with my voice. The affairs of the world have nothing to do with me."
Feng Danyuan said: "I'm afraid I won't be able to do what I want."
Dragon Sect Master: "..." I know it too, can't you think about it first?
*
On a sunny day, Linze cremated Yan Xiao's body.
The hot tongue of fire took away the once lively and bright woman, but it could not take away Linze's obsession.
Yanxiao, I have betrayed you in this life, and I will come to find you in the next life. Life after life, I will never leave or abandon you.
The red color of the flame also dyed Linze's desolate and lonely eyes. He silently tightened his palms.
In the palm of the hand, there is a red gold bracelet with two small bells hanging on it.
The bracelet was an ancient thing. When he saw Yanxiao, he liked it and gave it to her.
Unexpectedly, what she valued was not the bracelet, but the gold, so she changed hands and sold it.
The magical artifacts used for sacrifices back then were priceless, but she only exchanged them for a full meal, a few coarse clothes and a bad horse.
He had no choice but to redeem the bracelet and return it to its original place.
He thought that as time passed, she would still wear it one day.
Who knows everything and is caught off guard.
Linze felt miserable in his heart.
The flames gradually dimmed, and finally only white smoke remained, lingering all around.
Linze carefully packed Yan Xiao's ashes in a golden nanmu box.
Wei Zi stared at the box in his hand, her heart fluctuating.
This box was clearly the one she and Feng Danyuan found in the Jiangnan Ancient Tomb six hundred years later.
But at that time, the box was empty, but at this time, Linze treasured it.
He handed another golden nanmu box to Wei Zi: "She should entrust these things to you."
Wei Zi opened it and saw a bracelet, a mobile phone, and a small pistol.
Her nose felt sore and she almost shed tears.
The wind picked up and the grass and trees swayed.
White water plays a tune.
Wei Zi was stunned, this piece of music——
"That day, I heard Yanxiao sing." Bai Shui's eyes turned red: "I - send her off."
Wei Zi followed Baishui's flute and sang "Farewell":
"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass stretches to the sky. The evening wind blows the willow flute, and the sunset is outside the mountains. At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, acquaintances are half scattered. A pot of turbid wine has exhausted the remaining joy. Don't dream coldly tonight...
....”
She was overcome with grief and her voice was choked with sobs.
Baishui put down his flute and finished the second half of the song:
"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky. I asked you when you will come here, and don't wander around when you come. At the end of the sky, in the corner of the earth, acquaintances are half scattered. Life is rarely about joyful gatherings, but there are many partings."
Linze listened silently to Wei Zi and Baishui singing the complete song, and suddenly raised his head to look up at the sky, his red eyes full of despair.
Feng Danyuan took Wei Zi, who was crying, into his arms.
*
After the cold dew, the autumn rain finally became cool.
Long Aotian got some jars of good wine from somewhere and prepared to call Feng Danyuan. Wei Zi got drunk and then stopped.
Diyin laughed and said, "You have been getting very close to your master recently. Why, don't you think he has a venomous mouth and always attacks you?"
The leader of Longmen said grandly: "How can I be as knowledgeable as him about such a trivial matter?"
Sighing softly, he continued: "I don't know why, but I have a feeling that they will leave soon."
Diyin said: "Master will naturally take Wei Ji back to the Yu Kingdom."
The leader of the Dragon Sect shook his head: "It's not the Yu Kingdom, it's going to a very far away place."
Diyin looked at him puzzled.
The leader of the Dragon Sect sighed: "A pot of wine will make you happy, don't sleep in the cold tonight..."
Halfway through the emotion, I suddenly felt something was wrong. I was holding the wine in my hand, but it felt empty.
"Xuanyuan Sword!"
His expression changed, he put down the wine jar and ran out.
Not long after running, he ran into Feng Danyuan who was also walking quickly.
"Do you also feel that the Xuanyuan Sword has been taken away?" Long Aotian asked.
"Ji Xiu ran away." Feng Danyuan said with a serious face.
