On the quiet night, Ye Chen walked out of the hundred thousand mountains, reflected the moonlight, and walked endlessly under the sky.

He is about to decide to leave.

This may be the last time he walked on this land.

This time I left, I might not be able to come back long ago.

He smiled a little vicissitudes, and there were so many memories of him here.

He looked around all the way, as if he wanted to imprint this great river and mountain in his soul, so that he could have memories to remember when he looked up at the sky on the other side of the starry sky.

Beizhen Cangyuan, he stopped gently, stood on the top of a mountain, looking at the Haotian family, but he did not set foot. The cause and effect that had with that family was all by chance.

When the breeze blew, he turned around silently, went to the Ancient City of Chanyuan, and said goodbye to the True Man of Chanyuan with a glass of wine.

Later, he looked at the sword-making city, the Beihai family and the Xuantian family from afar. After seeing Chen Rongyun and Li Zhang, he did not see Wei Wenzhuo.

With a slight smile, he turned around again and went to Heilong Island and Panlong Sea, leaving behind a secret technique of immortality for the younger generations of Wu Sanpao and Niu Shisan.

He stopped for a long time in the Tianzong family, but still did not go in. He did not see the ancestor of Tianzong and Chu Lingyu, the descendants, who were still practicing diligently at night, and all looked firm.

With another smile, Ye Chen left silently and went to Tianlong Ancient City.

It was in this ancient city that he found many opportunities, including dragon blood, Daluo divine iron, and a wood carving with the word Ye Chen. He knew that the wood carving was carved in the world of the past.

After leaving the ancient city of Tianlong, he set foot on the vast land again.

This time, he was like a tourist, who went to Chunqiu City, looked at Yanhuang headquarters, visited four major families, stopped at Ouyang's family, and worshiped the Chuhai Divine Soldiers.

Along the way, he found the ancient land of the descendants of the emperor and stood silently in front of the Nine Emperors' Spiritual Territory.

He did not enter the ancient land of the kings of all ages. Those honors were all great kings. They were born at the wrong time, and the great heroes bowed to fate. This was a perfect match for the ages, but they were still regrets for life.

After traveling to the Northern Chu monk world, he came to the mortal world.

This is a royal palace, a short tomb, a trembling old man holding a broom to sweep the fallen leaves.

Yan'er, he's coming to see you.

Maybe it had known that it was Ye Chen, Liu Qingquan turned around and left tremblingly with a broom in his arms.

Ye Chen stepped forward, sat down, lay down on the tombstone, took out the wine pot, and quietly drank the strong wine.

My name is Liu Ruyan!

Suddenly, the sad sound rang in his ears again, and the woman playing the piano appeared in his mind. Maybe she could not hear her playing the piano again in this life, nor could she see that shadow again.

Liu Ruyan, I miss your piano sound!

Ye Chen's voice was hoarse and his smile was vicissitudes.

At some point, he got up, staggered drunk, and his back was bleak.

Under the moonlit night, he returned to the land of Southern Chu.

In front of Qingyun Sect, he stood silently, looking at the young children and smiling.

In Zhengyang Sect, he sprinkled a glass of wine in front of Ji Ningshuang's statue. The woman who made him feel complicated was protecting him until her death. She made a promise in the next life, but she did not get the answer she wanted.

Next, he wandered around and went to many places, including Dancheng, Dongyue, Southern Xinjiang, Western Shu..., but he basically left in a hurry.

It was another quiet night, and he returned to Hengyue Sect.

Hengyue at night is quiet and peaceful, and has once again returned to her former spirit, as if she is a fairyland on earth.

Ye Chen walked up the stone steps step by step. When he passed by Xiaoling Garden, he saw Zhang Fengnian. Although he was only about ten years old, he was more like an old man in the evening. When it was late at night, he was dazed alone, as if thinking about the tiger baby and the little eagle.

Ye Chen did not enter, but walked up the stone steps step by step, just like he had been to Hengyue for the first time.

He stopped quietly in front of the wind and cloud platform.

In the past, even here, he defeated one genius disciple after another. Ye Chen's name also made his fortune here. Now it is more than 20 years old. Looking at the battle station, it seems that he still has his figure.

With a smile on his vicissitudes, he moved his steps and looked left and right all the way, hoping to imprint every mountain here in his bones.

Outside the Lingdan Pavilion, he saw Xu Fu, who was exploring ancient books. Even at night, he still did not dare to slack off, as if he wanted to restore the alchemy technique of the past in the shortest time.

Why not go in!

Behind her, Qi Yue whispered that she was only ten years old, but her beautiful eyes showed a look that was incomparable to her age. It was a woman's tenderness and the vicissitudes of being wasted after years of experience.

I won't go in!

Ye Chen smiled, and it was still sad if he said too much.

Qi Yue bit her teeth lightly, stepped forward gently, hugged Ye Chen, and her clean cheeks pressed against Ye Chen's chest for the first time, as if she knew Ye Chen was leaving Da Chu, so she dared to be so presumptuous.

Two or three seconds later, she took a step back, with tears in her smile, her beautiful eyes hazy, and her expression was a bit sad.

Remember to come back!

She turned her back, and tears in her eyes finally passed through her sad cheeks, not wanting to watch the figure go away with her own eyes.

When she turned around again, the thin figure disappeared. She squatted on the ground, hugged her knees with her hands, and crystal tears dripped down. So what if she was reincarnated, she still dared not express the love hidden in her heart. If the person left, maybe he could not meet again. After all, she was not the one who accompanied him.

Ye Chen has already stepped into Wanbao Pavilion.

Pang Dahai lay on the seat, and when he saw Ye Chen walking in, he raised his eyebrows, "Boy, don't steal things."

After saying that, he fell into a false sleep.

Ye Chen smiled and stood quietly, looking at Yiru's Wanbao Pavilion back then, Yiru looked at himself back then.

When he left, Pang Dahai opened his eyes and walked two steps to the door, holding the door frame, looking at the direction of Ye Chen leaving, as if he had known Ye Chen was leaving, so he didn't want to say too many sad words.

Little guy, go all the way!

Suddenly, Pang Dahai raised his big hand and shook it gently.

In the Spiritual Artifact Pavilion, Ye Chen stopped again and knew that Chow Tai Fook was looking at him inside, but he did not go in.

Next, he tossed and turned to many places, Lingcao Garden, Book Pavilion, Tianyang Peak, and went to Hengyue’s back mountain. Looking at the flowers and plants that were as old as the flowers and plants, he recalled his funny self in the past.

When he returned to the inner gate, he looked around and looked at Yang Dingtian and the others, but he did not say goodbye in the end.

Finally, he walked up to Jade Girl Peak and sat on the top of the mountain.

In the entire Dachu, the place he was most reluctant to leave was here, where he had two of his favorite women.

I don’t know how long it took to see a figure walking up. It was Huo Teng.

Seeing Ye Chen sitting quietly, Huo Teng slowly came with the wine jar and sat beside Ye Chen without saying a word, but handed one of the jars of wine to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen took it, but he was speechless.

This jar of wine was probably very strong. After Huo Teng finished drinking it, he fell asleep, and was still muttering familiar names in his sleep.

It was late at night that he stood up, walked up to Xutian, and quietly looked at Lingshan, which seemed to be a fairyland behind him.

The world is not deserted, and the mountain is never old!

Ye Chen smiled with vicissitudes, turned around silently, and walked away from the sky.

After he left, Hengyue had attics, palaces, and mountains, and there were figures walking out, and everyone was not sleeping. Looking at the direction of Ye Chen's departure, they raised their hands and said goodbye.

That young man, he left.

Perhaps, goodbye has been thousands of years later.

Perhaps, we will never meet again in this life.
Chapter completed!