Chapter 2762 Farewell [Thanks to the support of the salamander Liushui]
The strong soul looked at the Naihe Bridge far ahead and sighed,
"How many years have you not had this soup? I can't even remember! Xiao Yi, are you sure the woman you found is good at her craftsmanship?"
Lou Xiaoyi vouched, "Of course! My principle is always to let professional people do professional things! She has been doing it her whole life, and she can do nothing wrong!"
The strong soul had a smile in his eyes, "The key is red chili oil, and finally add some mustard paste and fried soybeans... This is the life I yearn for!"
Lou Xiaoyi nodded to express understanding!
The two of them were doing their homework in a tacit understanding, but they never mentioned the situation of cultivation, such as the new era, the new avenue, the sword veins, the immortal world, and of course, they would not mention what happened to that general... They seemed to be in agreement with each other.
It’s like they have nothing to do with it!
Here, there are only two ordinary people who are full of endless fantasies about ordinary life!
Returning to the essence of life, not many people can still find their true heart after going around in a big circle!
The strong soul has no explanation! He has handed over his stick long ago, and everything after that has nothing to do with him!
There are talented people in every corner of the universe, and each one leads the way for an era!
Lou Xiaoyi didn't offer any help, even if he could do it! Because he knew that doing nothing was the greatest respect for this ancestor!
Stepping onto the bridge, there was no farewell, no hesitation, no cherishment... Lou Xiaoyi stood at the bridge, watching the soul float up, chattering endlessly,
"Wuna, why are there no dipping sauces?"
Mrs. Meng rolled her eyes and said, "If you like to eat, go away if you don't! It's amazing how much nonsense you can do to drink a bowl of soup!"
The strong soul laughed loudly, turned around and said, "That's a real cook!"
Drink the entire bowl, including the bones and flesh, and continue moving forward without looking back!
Lou Xiaoyi watched with a smile. He had left Xuanyuan's past behind, but he didn't know what the future of Jianmai would be.
What does it matter? The future of Jianmai should not be determined by him, but by thousands of sword cultivators in the new era!
This is their era!
Life is like this, do your best, and then leave it to the people who come after you!
In a blink of an eye, he disappeared into the underworld, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived at Mochou Road. This was once the gathering place of the Sky Fox clan, but the sky was no longer there, and the Sky Fox people were also missing.
The dreamland of the past is gone, but with Lou Xiaoyi’s current perception, nothing can be hidden from him!
This is the place where An Ran’s soul finally disappeared!
It's strange because he seems to have never lived in such a world in his life; it's familiar because he has a memory in this world that accompanies him as he grows up!
To be honest, it also determines his most important world view!
Is this the high-tech era of the end of law that he remembers?
The wide streets are busy with traffic, tall buildings are lined up in rows, and people are coming and going in a hurry, just like countless diligent worker bees in a huge hive...
His vision kept flickering because he was being carried on someone's back!
He lives in a sword and can feel everything around him, but he can't get out!
Because his body does not belong here! Even if his consciousness can exist! But if he forces his way out, he may only end up in a state of confusion!
This is a strange-shaped sword, but it doesn't seem to be unfamiliar to him? It's like a baby has returned to its mother's womb, so comfortable that it makes her want to take a nap!
But he knew he couldn't sleep! He only had this chance, and after sleeping, he could only continue on his magnificent road, and he would never be able to come back here again!
He was carefully wrapped in a sword bag and slung over his shoulder, so he couldn't seem to see who was carrying him? But one thing, he knew very clearly that he could not be separated from this person. That feeling!
Not a master and servant, but a friend!
It is his sword, and he is its eye! We have relied on each other for decades!
It was a hot summer day, and he could feel the scorching heat waves reflected from the hard ground. Everything was fine here, but the existence of nature was compressed to the extreme, and he didn't like it a little!
People on the street are dressed very coolly, especially the girls. The white flowers are so bright that it makes people dizzy!
He enjoyed watching it very much, because the person carrying him had the same thoughts as him. He didn't seem to be looking at the road. He only glanced at the girls' thighs with a pair of evil eyes. Lou Xiaoyi was worried that this guy wouldn't bump into him while walking. On the telephone pole!
I feel contempt in my heart, you said you are already in your thirties and working your way to your forties, why are you still so out of tune?
The person carrying him was named Wei Guoguang, he remembered it!
A person who reaches middle age and still accomplishes nothing is a loser who is alone and alone!
Failure is not terrible. What is terrible is that you still pretend to be awesome and think that you are right and everyone else is wrong!
When he came back to this sword, all his memories became clear. Was it because he was moved by the scene? Or was he thinking about the person he saw? He didn't know!
Anyway, he seemed to be the only sustenance in this failed middle-aged man's life, the soul in an epee! But he couldn't figure out why in this age of law-ending, a competition sword produced on an assembly line could produce something like this. He is such a... sword spirit?
There are still many doubts, such as, how is all of this connected?
He is not in a hurry, if he keeps reading, the truth will eventually come to light!
The middle-aged man walked to a bus stop, as if he was waiting for someone, but while waiting for someone, he never stopped looking around... until a woman in white got off the bus with a smile on her face, and the two of them walked around. Looking at each other!
This is An Ran! Although he only glanced at it in the long river of time, he will never forget it!
He understands! In this case, no one knows who this wretched, greasy middle-aged man is!
The two walked forward side by side. Lou Xiaoyi had countless questions, but now he was just a trace of soul trapped in the heavy sword. He had countless thoughts, but he could not express them!
After turning into the alley behind the high-rise building, after twists and turns, I came to a very inconspicuous Fly Restaurant, with seven or eight tables. It was a very ordinary place, full of the atmosphere of life.
Two people behind a table stood up, an old man and a burly man,
The old man smiled and said: "Guoguang, congratulations, you said you didn't even say a word and just managed the wedding quietly. I still want to have a wedding drink!"
The big man was also very dissatisfied, "I have never seen such a person, a friend, and he even got married without telling us!"
The greasy middle-aged man was as indifferent as ever, "Hey, hey, he's no longer a young man, an old couple is entering the palace for the second time... Come on, An Ran, let me introduce you to them. They are all good friends, Lao Qin from the city fencing gym, a member of the fencing team Coach Elephant…”
Several people sat down in the chatter, but their voices became farther and farther in Lou Xiaoyi's ears, so clear and yet so blurry!
