Shinto Emperor

Chapter 4057 Ten years have passed
Soon, at the mouth of the valley, several figures appeared.

Only one figure stepped out and came into the valley.

Nangong Yun, who was dressed in a palace skirt and had a beautiful figure, came 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 for too long.

Qin Chen's long hair was pulled up casually, stained with a lot of grass roots, and the beard on his face covered that handsome and charming face.

"No trace..."

Nangong Yun looked at Qin Chen, who was sitting slumped on the steps, and opened her mouth, tears flashed faintly in her eyes.

Qin Chen looked up, saw Nangong Yun, couldn't help picking up the jug, took a sip, and laughed at himself: "Now there is no trace of Hun Wuhen, only Qin Chen."

Nangong Yun knelt down, held Qin Chen's palm, and said involuntarily, "You...you are gone, you always have to look forward."

"Hun Xuanyi's death was an accident. If you were in the past, you would have killed the Xiangtian Yu clan and the Soul Devourer clan. You shouldn't be here drunk and dreaming of death."

Qin Chen looked at Nangong Yun, and couldn't help but smiled wryly, "I'm not who I used to be."

"Yun'er, do you know what I saw when I came back this time?"

Qin Chen looked at Hun Xuanyi's tombstone with a bit of sadness in his voice, and murmured: "I saw people cannibalizing people, and I saw everything that I wouldn't want to see even if I died!"

"In the past seven years, I have dug out my heart every day and trampled on it fiercely, making me forget everything back then."

Qin Chen suddenly raised his head, looked at Nangong Yun, and said involuntarily, "Tell me, can I... believe you?"

Nangong Yunmei's eyes were startled.

"Wuhen, what happened to you?"

"No, nothing..."

Qin Chen waved his hand and said, "I just want to be alone quietly, sit here, look at Sylphy, and chat."

"The lifespan of an immortal is limited to a million years, and I am only here to accompany him for seven years, so what is it..."

After the words fell, Qin Chen looked at Nangong Yun, waved his hand, then walked to Hun Xuanyi's tomb and poured a pot of wine.

Nangong Yun looked behind the thatched shed, where the wine jars were piled up like a mountain, wondering how Qin Chen had wasted his time in the past few years.

Seeing that Qin Chen no longer paid attention to him, Nangong Yun finally left sadly.

The sweetheart who has waited for tens of thousands of years has now become decadent, and Nangong Yun's heart is full of mixed feelings for a while.

At the entrance of the valley, Hun Shangye sighed when he saw Nangong Yun walk out.

Obviously, the talks between the two old friends did not make much progress.

"Has he been like this for the past seven years?"

"Um……"

Hun Shangye nodded and said: "In Wuhen Valley, in this Valley of Burying Immortals, we don't go out, and we don't see many people. When we visit him on weekdays, he doesn't have much to say..."

Hearing this, Nangong Yun sighed again and said nothing more.

Nangong Yun finally left sadly!

Hun Shangye also regretted this.

He knew that Nangong Yun had already made a secret promise to her second brother. Over the years, countless men in the Eternal Immortal Territory wanted to marry Nangong Yun, but they were all rejected.

Now that the second brother came back, Nangong Yun didn't know how she felt when she saw such a second brother.

Back then, the second elder brother, dressed in fresh clothes and angry horses, was suave and suave. He was so big in the fairy world. I don't know how many women secretly admire him.

Time flies.

I don't know how long it will take for the second brother to be depressed like this...

In the world of Immortals, time is like water, brushing over the lifespan of every immortal.

There is a fairy who has been famous for a long time and has no way to advance. He sits and ages, praying for a continuation of his life and breaking through the shackles.

There are those who have just entered the fairyland, full of confidence, and pursue the path of ascension to prosperity.

And with the passage of time like water, everyone has their own things to do.

Qin Chen is still in the soul-inducing fairy gate every day, drunk, dreaming and dying.

In the blink of an eye, another three years passed.

this day.

Hun Shangye still came to Wuhen Valley to deliver wine as usual.

"Second brother?"

In the valley, it is quiet, with flowers and trees in full bloom.

In the valley, there was no trace of Qin Chen.

Hun Shangye entered the attic 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 blue belt around his waist. The cuffs, neckline, and hem of the gown were embroidered with light golden silk thread trimmings, which set off Qin Chen's unparalleled temperament as a son of a family.

The handsome and extraordinary face, with the beard shaved off, was obviously carefully groomed.

Hun Shangye looked at the second brother in this situation, and he was overjoyed, and immediately said: "Second brother, have you... figured it out?"

It's been ten years!
For ten years, Qin Chen has been in Wuhen Valley, in the Valley of Burying Immortals, living drunkenly, dreaming of dying.

And this was the first time in ten years that Qin Chen actually started to wash up.

The remnants of the nine generations have all been fused together, and the current Qin Chen is still so handsome and extraordinary, which makes people's hearts flutter.

"Um……"

At this time, Qin Chen looked at the Wuhen Immortal Sword on the table in front of him, stroked the long sword lightly with his palm, nodded and said, "I figured it out."

"Actually, I figured it out a long time ago, but I know what to do in my heart, but I still can't do it."

As he spoke, Qin Chen stood up with the Wuhen Immortal Sword in his hand, and said, "Fourth brother, the Tianyu Clan and the Soul Devourer Clan are hateful. In my life, I will definitely kill them all and expel them from the entire fairy world!"

When Hun Shangye heard the words, he immediately nodded and said, "Okay, I will fight with my second brother to the end."

"it is good!"

Qin Chen looked at Hun Shangye in front of him, and said, "But second brother, you have to do me a favor now."

"Second brother, tell me."

Qin Chen walked forward slowly, and lightly stroked Hun Shangye's cheek with his palm, his eyes were scarlet, and tears flickered faintly.

"Brother, what's wrong with you..."

Hun Shangye looked at the weird Qin Chen and said in astonishment.

"I want to borrow something from you."

"what?"

"Life!"

With a puff, it sounded suddenly.

After Qin Chen's words fell, the Wuhen Immortal Sword pierced through the chest of Hun Shangye.

Hun Shangye's eyes were astonished and frightened, and he looked down at the immortal sword in his chest.

"elder brother……"

At this moment, Qin Chen held Hun Shangye tightly with one hand, tears streaming down his face.

"Sure enough..." Qin Chen said with a choked voice, "I really can't do it. The stabbing of this sword is more painful than the stabbing in my heart."

Pfft!
Hun Shangye knelt down on the ground, and the breath in his body kept passing.

He wanted to resist.

But in the room, at some time, fairy patterns lingered, and fairy patterns spread in every corner of the room, and then condensed into a spider web, entwining Hun Shangye's body.

Qin Chen let go of the fairy sword, squatted down, looked at Hun Shangye, with tears rolling in his eyes, and shouted, "Xiao Si...I'm sorry..."

At this moment, Hun Shangye only felt excruciating pain in his body.

But at some point, in the room, behind Qin Chen, a beautiful figure stood still.

That is a woman.

The woman has a slender figure, a light blue emerald smoke top, and a long pleated skirt of water mist and green grass.

His skin is fair and his face is impeccable. Standing there, he has a kind of empty and cold atmosphere.

There are stunners in the world.

Live in an empty valley.

Seeing this woman for the first time, such an idea was born in Hun Shangye's heart.

(End of this chapter)