Someone once said,

There is a certain connection between people.

The two people who never met each other, in the vast crowd, in the corner of the street, at the bridge, in front of the hotel, may feel deeply impressed by looking at each other at a glance, and even develop an indescribable story.

Some people call such mysterious things "destiny", "sixth sense", "destined in fate", etc.

But Yi Lin now understands.

This kind of thing has scientific basis.

"reason".

Everything has a "reason" to connect it...

Among the connections Yi Lin has produced in this world, perhaps she has spent the longest time with her junior sister. The connection between him and Xia Xiaoman and the "reason" between them are deeper than anyone else.

So much so that Yi Lin followed the "reason" light beam and found Xia Xiaoman at a glance.

The moment of looking at each other made Yi Lin sigh in his heart.

After not seeing each other for a hundred years, my junior sister has grown much older.

A head of white hair, so dazzling.

But her appearance is the same as before and has never grown old.

Yi Lin knew that this was because of the efficacy of an epic prop.

"The distant ideal town."

...

【Distant ideal town】

【Grade】Combination type

[Special] It is impossible to trade, and only when the host dies, the props will definitely fall.

[Restrictions] Only those who are blessed by the "Lower Elf" can exert their true power.

【Effect】Continuous healing, stop aging, eternal fairy protection (not available)

[Note] The "scattering" used to carry the holy sword passed down from generation to generation by the Pandragorn family. In ancient times, the ancestors of Pandragorn accidentally entered the fairyland, and the shy fairy gave the eternal blessing of the Pandragorn family. But for some reason, while blessing, the scabbard seemed to be accompanied by a curse. It was either lost or on the way to be lost.

...

A hundred years ago.

Xia Xiaoman "handedly killed Yi Lin, and transferred the [Far Ambition of Ideal Country] that must have fallen to her.

Among them, the effect of "continuous healing and stop aging" makes Xia Xiaoman stay young and have a look.

Yi Lin's eyes swept.

Sure enough, just as he sensed it.

Almost all the old elders in the Tianjian Gate came.

etc.

Standing next to the junior sister, who is that sloppy drunkard?

Through half of the sky, Yi Lin could smell the strong smell of wine from the other party.

Yi Lin reached out his hand suspiciously and grabbed a bunch of neither thick nor thin, with an average size among the "reasons".

"It's Brother Jian? Why are you so depressed?"

Yi Lin was amused and crying.

After a hundred years, things change.

Jian Nanchun, the beautiful young man who was elegant back then, is now facing a midlife crisis, and he is only bald.

...

When Yi Lin looked at Xia Xiaoman and Jian Nanchun, as well as the elders who were in the Tianjian Sect in the past.

Xia Ruxue also stared at the figure that suddenly appeared in the sky.

In a moment,

There seemed to be a voice shouting in Xia Ruxue's heart.

Xia Ruxue has no time to tell what she calls out.

She vaguely felt that the voice was crying and shouting, which looked like when she was young, she knelt in the tomb of the Xia emperor, and in front of the tombstone of her father and mother, the lonely and helpless Xia Xiaoman.

Some people may not feel this way.

Once upon a time, no matter how many years or years I have agreed to have passed, I will definitely remember my former appearance without any suspense.

I can remember your smile, your beauty, your facial features, your outlines, your voice and appearance.

But,

Actually not.

Perhaps in one month, one year, two years, ten years, people can still remember the appearance of the lost people.

But what if a hundred years pass?

It is undeniable that the face that Japan thought could be remembered clearly would gradually fade into memory as the cruel time passes. Even if you think you could still remember clearly, unfortunately, you often only remember a vague outline, like a scar, remaining in your heart and will never be eliminated.

Perhaps, that is a "symbol".

A symbol called "Lin Yi".

It was imprinted in Jian Nanchun and Xia Ruxue's hearts.

...

In front of everyone,

The rays of the seven-treasure glass tree are flying all over the sky.

The man was like stepping on colorful auspicious clouds and descending to Yanfuzhou.

At that moment, in front of Xia Ruxue, time seemed to have paused.

The figures of the two gradually overlap.

...

"Believe me, I will not die. One day, I will appear in front of you on colorful auspicious clouds."

"real?"

"When did your senior brother deceive you?"

"Hook!"

"Then I agreed that when you have a sword, Lingxiao will be invincible, it will be the time when you and I will meet again."

A hundred years ago, that dream, little by little, poured into Xia Ruxue's heart.

The senior brother in the dream poked her breasts.

She remembers it all.

After many years, she told herself many times that this was just a dream.

A ridiculous dream of void.

But for this dream, she practiced swordsmanship and Taoism, just for the words of the senior brother in the dream.

Just to one day, when she can do what her senior brother said, and her sword is invincible, she will appear in front of her like a hero, stepping on colorful auspicious clouds.

...

In a trance, Jian Nanchun came back to his senses.

He felt that the monster in front of him was a little like Junior Brother Lin at the time, but he knew it was an illusion, an illusion. It was impossible, how could it be? Junior Brother Lin had already died in Qingdu Zhong a hundred years ago, and died in that rebellion battle. He used his blood and his life to lit up Xia Xiaoman's rest of his life. He was dead, how could he still be alive? What's more, the guy in front of him was a monster.

His aura, mixed with a group of demons, seemed even more demonic.

So, Jian Nanchun, who had come to his senses, shook the paper umbrella behind him, and the Qianji sword was unsheathed, with a round of halo, blooming around him as the center.

Although he did not understand the causes and consequences of a group of demons appearing in Yanfuzhou, demons are monsters. Although not every monster is bad, it is said that humans and demons are incompatible. Not long ago, the seven-treasure glass tree was still falling off. Then, a group of demons appeared from the tree. After a little consideration, Jian Nanchun had already guessed it.

Not only Jian Nanchun feels familiar.

The master painted smoke, the two black and white sheep, Ren Qingshan, Hua Wuyu, Ye Liangchen and others also felt familiar.

But their relationship with Lin Yi back then was not as deep as Jian Nanchun and Xia Ruxue. After a moment of trance, they were calm and waited for it, each of them sacrificed their magic weapons and prepared to fight.

If something goes wrong, there will be a demon.

The awe-inspiring demonic spirit must be the enemy.

"Junior sister! Be careful, it's the demon clan!"

Jian Nanchun's reminder not only did not wake Xia Ruxue up.
To be continued...