The old tree crows, a half-new lonely grave looked into the distance, as if waiting for something, standing still.

There is nothing written on the wordless stele. Others don’t know who this is, don’t know the past of this person, and don’t know if he has relatives.

Perhaps, she just thought that if she came to this world cleanly, she would not have to leave any traces, nor would she have to let someone see her grave.

Everyone has a lonely grave in their hearts, burying their past selves and those time.

Perhaps there was still someone lying beside the man in the grave, but this man didn't know that he was dead here.

Yu Miao's former self died and buried her happiest self in that month. She and her husband in the grave were in love with her. He loved her, called her baby, and said goodbye to her to make her willingly fill her heart.

But in reality, she could not bear loneliness and left, and she left simply and no longer cared about melancholy.

After abandoning the past, she lived forever in that year, lived happily in that period of time, and with a smile, she left.

Her body was buried here, and she didn't know whether Xi wanted Mo Zhen to come to see her, but whether she wouldn't see her again.

There was no starry sky in the dark, but a man stood in front of the lonely grave. He stared at the grave blankly, his heart was as if half of the world had collapsed.

After that year's farewell, he thought she would wait for him and kept waiting for him, but he didn't expect that the fare would never be seen again.

She said that Yu Miao died of illness, but he didn't believe it. How could his wife, who was almost at the level of transformation of the gods, get sick? And there is no cure to cure her and she eventually die.

Some people say that his wife called his name before her death, and over and over again, she kept pretending to be him in her heart, but unfortunately she still didn't wait.

Some people say that the wife said she didn't blame him, didn't hate him, and even laughed before she died.

Perhaps, love is a cup of poison, making no matter how strong or healthy people are, they will become thinner and turn around.

Perhaps, Yu Miao suffered from an incurable disease called love and eventually died.

Mo Zhen didn't know whether the person said it was true or false. He was willing to believe in his heart that what the person said was false and was lying to him.

He searched all over the country and sat for days and day after day just to find his wife, but he couldn't find it, really couldn't find it.

The spiritual sense struggled to pass through several feet of soil. The bone in the wordless monument was finally seen by him, his wife's hair accessories, and he gave her a jade pendant, all of which were sleeping with her.

He knew that this was indeed his wife's grave.

The person he loved, the person who loved him, seemed to live yesterday and today, and the person he hadn't seen yet, died.

She is dead.

She is dead.

He left like this, without any preparation or any signs, the woman died.

But he, but he had not seen her for the last time, the last time before her death...

I couldn't help but cry, and filled his eyes with tears, and could not see the things in front of him.

In the hazy light, he saw his wife laughing, he saw his wife crying again, staggering sadly, and leaving him.

Such desolation, such sorrow, and so helplessness were caused by him.

He suddenly remembered that his wife once said that if one day he abandoned her, she would never see him again.

He thought it was just an angry word, so he put it behind his head.

In the past, he knew that his wife loved him, but he didn't know how deep he was, but on this day, he realized that his wife loved him so much that she couldn't hold on to herself.

She is dead.

On this day, Mo Zhen realized that he thought the person who was waiting for him and the person he was looking for was dead.

Haha, I finally got together and worked together toward the tomorrow I yearn for. Such happiness was within reach, but now...

After passing through millions of intersections, we walked together and agreed to keep going.

Who was walking a little bit at that intersection and turned around and cursed, "You go, I don't want to leave with you anymore."

Or someone smiled and said, "Wait for me, I'll come back soon, wait for me."

Day after day, month after month, year after year.

I don’t know if the person who left has come back to see him, and I don’t know if the person who is waiting is still waiting.

You love, I wait until I can't wait, until I know you will never come back, so I buried myself there and never leave.

Everyone has a crossroads in their hearts. Someone squatted down and waited silently until his tears were dry.

Is that person you? Is it him? Or me?

Now that I think about it, is that reason to separate us worth it? Do you regret it?

I don't know, maybe.

At that intersection, I hope we did not separate, but walked together.

Unfortunately, that's just if.

...

Baihua Villa, the back mountain has almost become a forbidden area for many disciples, because Zhuang Xia has been practicing here for a long time.

The Tianshen Technique is integrated into Zhuang Xia's body, allowing him to quickly absorb spiritual energy, thereby converting it into qi and blood to extract essence and energy, enhancing his cultivation.

The spiritual energy gathered from all directions, and Zhuang Xia's body seemed to be breathing, sucking the spiritual energy into her body.

The special energy of spiritual energy was reluctantly swallowed, and then it became stronger than Zhuang Xia's qi and blood.

Zhuang Xia, with huge qi and blood, was as strong as a wild giant beast. He fought over tens of thousands of iron-blooded warriors with his own blood, and his qi and blood were as strong as a rainbow to the sky.

The body circulates the Heaven-Swallowing Technique, and the pure essence of the body is compressed and purified to become Gangqi, which flows into the meridians bit by bit.

Zhuang Xia's body seemed like a spring. In the past, it was just a small hole the size of a finger, but now it expanded to the size of an arm, and the qi cultivated increased rapidly.

The meridians as wide as the sea are now filled with Gangqi, which even makes his meridians a little swollen, and the amount of Gangqi cannot increase.

In just a few months, Zhuang Xia had reached the realm of Gangqi. He spent two years in the Three Saints Academy to go from the early to the middle stage of Gangqi, and now he has completed the realm of Gangqi.

Such a rapid progress made people a little stunned because it was too fast.

In the realm of Gangqi, it took more than ten or twenty years for men from the Xuanwu tribe to complete it. Moreover, the amount of Gangqi in Zhuang Xia's body is more than ten times that of theirs, not to mention the quality.

Suddenly, the surging spiritual energy dissipated. Zhuang Xia opened her eyes, relaxed a little, and smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth.

After stretching, Zhuang Xia exhaled in one breath, and the thick energy gushed, and then headed towards the top of Baihua Villa.

The strong energy was like a big sword, flying away with unparalleled power. With an instant, there was a rumbling sound, and the top of Baihua Villa was cut ten feet off.

Half of the mountain was thrown out and was thrown to the foot of the mountain, and a two-acre martial arts training ground appeared on the mountain.

Zhuang Xia left the place and stepped onto the top of the mountain in one step. His body of energy covered the entire mountain and pressed down violently.

It was like a road roller, Zhuang Xia's huge power pressed the mountain several feet shorter, flat and hard, like a steel plate paving.

Zhuang Xia's power is something that ordinary people dare not imagine, because his physical strength alone is 40,000 times that of ordinary people in the giant world, and he can move objects weighing 2,000 tons at will.

This is equivalent to the late stage of the ordinary Zhoutian realm and even perfect power. This level is basically rare in the giant sky world.

When they reach the realm of Dharma images, there is basically no need to calculate the power, because after they use the Dharma Heaven and Earth, they have the power to move mountains. A mountain hundreds of meters high is just like moving, and its power is so huge that it is difficult to calculate.

Zhuang Xia is powerful, but it is nothing compared to the realm of Dharma Image, like a child and a strong adult.

However, Zhuang Xia's qi is pure, with concentrated power and powerful explosive power. The instant burst can even withstand the Immortal Emperor.

Although the power of the Immortal Emperor is too dispersed, even if his power is comparable to the peak of the Dharma Image Realm, it is estimated that it is only the combat power of the ordinary Dharma Image Realm, and it is even worse.

It’s one thing to do how much power you have, and it’s another thing to do if you can exert it. Zhuang Xia is obviously the best in power control.

Strength, reaction, speed, explosion, consciousness, skills, these are all factors that affect the outcome of the battle.

With the same physique, a martial arts master can even kill dozens of people with bare hands and empty punches.

With the same gun, the sharpshooter can kill hundreds of people, and no rookie can hit.

Under the same physique, Zhuang Xia is not afraid of anyone.

The movements on the mountain naturally alarmed many people, but as long as it was done by Zhuang Xia, they would not be surprised. In their eyes, Zhuang Xia was no longer a human being, almost like a god.

Xiao Wentian looked at Zhuang Xia in a dumbfounded manner and asked Zhuang Xia to hug him. Hua Ying was a little sad. This boy obviously brought the most, but she liked Zhuang Xia the most. Hua Ying had no choice but to hand the child she was holding to Zhuang Xia.

This child is the most popular one in Baihua Villa. Zhuang Xia also likes this child very much and often teases him.

Before he knew it, Zhuang Xia had been in this world for several years, and his body had grown a lot taller, and now he is as tall as his previous life.

He has known Hua Ying for a long time, and Hua Ying has become an adult for a long time.

In the middle of the night, the candlelight shook, and the shadow of flowers threw Zhuang Xia on the bed and rode him on his waist.

Hua Ying was angry that Zhuang Xia was a piece of wood, so she had to take the initiative, but if she didn't say or do it, Zhuang Xia would not go further.

She knew that there was something between the two, which she didn't want to ask, and Zhuang Xia didn't want to say.

Both of them are afraid of harm.

Which woman doesn’t want her man to love her only? Even if a man in this world has three wives and four concubines, it is normal.

Did Zhuang Xia give it? He didn't know, so he kept hesitating.

But Huaying didn't want to wait any longer and looked at him with her eyes open.

"Zhuang Xia, I like you." Hua Ying said with a dignified look without hesitation.
To be continued...