Soon, several figures appeared at the mouth of the valley.
Only a figure stepped out and came into the valley.
Nangong Yun, who was wearing a palace skirt and had a beautiful figure, walked to the thatched shed step by step and looked at Qin Chen in the thatched shed.
He was wearing a white robe, which seemed to be worn out from wearing it for too long.
Qin Chen's long hair was rolled up casually, stained with a lot of grass roots, and the beard on his face obscured his handsome and charming face.
"Wuhen..."
Nangong Yun looked at Qin Chen who was slumped on the steps, opened his mouth, and there were faint traces of tears in his eyes.
Qin Chen raised his head and saw Nangong Yun. He couldn't help but pick up the wine bottle, took a sip, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "There is no trace of soul now, only Qin Chen."
Nangong Yun squatted down, holding Qin Chen's palm in her hand, and couldn't help but said: "You...he is gone, you always have to look forward."
"Hun Xuanyi's death was an accident. If it were you before, you should have killed the Tianyu Clan and the Soul Eater Clan, and you shouldn't have died here drunkenly."
Qin Chen looked at Nangong Yun and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I'm not the same person I used to be."
"Yun'er, do you know what I saw when I came back this time?"
Qin Chen's voice was filled with sadness. He looked at Hun Xuanyi's tombstone and murmured: "I saw people eating people. I saw everything I don't want to see even if I die!"
"For the past seven years, I have dug out my heart every day and trampled it on hard, making me forget everything that happened back then."
Qin Chen suddenly raised his head, looked at Nangong Yun, and couldn't help but said: "Tell me, can I...believe you?"
Nangong Yun's beautiful eyes were startled.
"Wuhen, what's wrong with you?"
"No, it's nothing..."
Qin Chen waved his hands and said, "I just want to sit here quietly, look at Xuan Yi, and chat."
"The lifespan of an immortal is limited to a million years. I have only been here with him for seven years, so what does it mean..."
After finishing his words, Qin Chen looked at Nangong Yun, waved his hands, then walked to Hun Xuanyi's tomb and poured a bottle of wine.
Nangong Yun looked behind the thatched shed, where wine jars were piled up like a mountain. She wondered how Qin Chen had wasted his time in the past few years.
Seeing Qin Chen no longer paying attention to her, Nangong Yun finally left sadly.
The sweetheart who had been waiting for tens of thousands of years was now so decadent, Nangong Yun felt mixed feelings in her heart for a moment.
At the entrance of the valley, Hun Shangye sighed when he saw Nangong Yun walking out.
Obviously, there was no progress in the conversation between the two old friends.
"Has he always been like this in the past seven years?"
"Um……"
Hun Shangye nodded and said: "In the Traceless Valley, in the Immortal Burial Valley, I don't go out, and I don't see many people. When we visit him on weekdays, he has nothing to say..."
Hearing this, Nangong Yun sighed again and said nothing more.
Nangong Yun finally left sadly!
Hun Shangye also felt quite sorry for this.
He knew that Nangong Yun had already secretly promised her second brother. Over the years, countless men in the Eternal Fairyland wanted to marry Nangong Yun, but they were all rejected.
Now that the second brother is back, Nangong Yun doesn't know what she thinks when she sees the second brother like this.
Back then, the second brother was dressed in bright clothes and angry with horses. He was charming and suave. In this vast fairy world, countless women secretly admired him and admired him endlessly.
Time flies.
I don’t know how long it will take for the second brother to remain depressed like this...
In the immortal world, time is like water, brushing over the longevity of every immortal.
There is an immortal who has been famous for a long time and has no further progress. He is aging and praying that he can live longer and break through the shackles.
There are those who have just entered the path of immortality, full of confidence and pursuing the path of advancement.
And as time passes by like water, everyone has something to do.
Qin Chen is still in the Soul-inducing Immortal Sect every day, drunk and dreaming.
In the blink of an eye, another three years have passed.
this day.
Hun Shangye came to Wuhen Valley to deliver wine as usual.
"Second brother?"
In the valley, it is quiet, with flowers and trees in full bloom.
There was no trace of Qin Chen in the valley.
Hun Shang entered the attic at night and looked at Qin Chen sitting in front of the window.
At this moment, Qin Chen was sitting in front of the dressing table, with his sloppy gown thrown aside.
He was wearing a white gown with a green belt around his waist. The cuffs, collar, and hem of the gown were embroidered with light golden silk thread, which set off Qin Chen's unparalleled temperament as a young man from an aristocratic family.
His handsome and extraordinary face, minus the beard, was obviously carefully groomed.
Hun Shangye looked at his second brother at this scene, and felt happy, and immediately said: "Second brother, have you... figured it out?"
Ten years!
For ten years, Qin Chen has been in the Traceless Valley, in the Immortal Burial Valley, drunkenly living and dreaming.
For the first time in ten years, Qin Chen started to dress up.
The remains of the nine generations have all been integrated, and today Qin Chen is still so handsome and extraordinary, which is heart-warming.
"Um……"
At this time, Qin Chen looked at the traceless sword on the table in front of him, gently stroked the sword with his palm, nodded and said, "I figured it out."
"Actually, I figured it out early on. It's just that I know what to do, but I can't always do it."
With that said, Qin Chen stood up with the Traceless Immortal Sword in his hand and said: "Fourth brother, the Tianyu Clan and the Soul Eater Clan are abominable. I will definitely kill them all and drive them out of the entire fairy world in my lifetime!"
Hearing this, Hun Shangye nodded immediately and said, "Okay, I will fight with my second brother to the end."
"good!"
Qin Chen looked at Hun Shangye in front of him and said, "But second brother, you have to help me with something now."
"Second brother, tell me."
Qin Chen walked forward slowly, and gently stroked Hun Shangye's cheek with his palm. His eyes were scarlet, with tears twinkling faintly.
"Brother, what's wrong with you..."
Hun Shangye looked at the weird Qin Chen and said in surprise.
"I want to lend you something."
"What?"
"Life!"
There was a pop, suddenly.
After Qin Chen finished speaking, the traceless sword pierced Hun Shangye's chest.
Hun Shangye's eyes were stunned and frightened, and he looked down at the fairy sword that was embedded in his chest.
"elder brother……"
At this time, Qin Chen held Hun Shangye tightly with one hand, tears streaming down his face.
"Sure enough..." Qin Chen choked with sobs and said, "I really can't do it. This sword stabbing is more painful than stabbing my heart."
Plop!
Hun Shangye fell to his knees on the ground, and the breath in his body continued to flow out.
He wanted to resist.
But in the room, at some point, immortal patterns were swirling around, spreading in every corner of the room, and then condensed into a spider web, wrapping around Hun Shangye's body.
Qin Chen let go of the fairy sword with his palm, squatted down, looked at Hun Shangye, with tears rolling in his eyes, and shouted: "Xiaosi...I'm sorry..."
At this moment, Hun Shangye felt only extreme pain in his body.
But at some point, in the room, behind Qin Chen, a beautiful figure stood still.
That's a woman.
The woman has a slender figure, wearing a light blue emerald smoke blouse and a long pleated skirt with scattered flowers, water mist and green grass.
His skin is fair and his appearance is impeccable. Standing there, he has a cold air in the valley.
There is something special in this world.
Living in seclusion in an empty valley.
The first time he saw this woman, Hun Shangye had such an idea in his mind.