Eternal Gate

"In his year...bye."

Zhao Yun smiled hoarsely, drifting away.

From beginning to end, I didn't see him look back again, only for relatives and friends, only for Qianqiu City, leaving a bleak back, but those familiar faces were already carved in their souls.

"In his year...bye."

Ruo Shui waved her small hand, her eyes filled with mist.

Beside her, Yan Ruyu, Xiaocai Mi, Huan Meng, Chi Yan... all were crying.

"In his year...bye."

The devil took a deep breath and watched Zhao Yun go away.

In the same way, Niu Hong, Jiannan, Mu Zhaoxue, Lin Xie, Su Yu, Man Teng, Xing Hun, Xiao Wu Nian, Wang Bang, Xiao Bufan, Big Head Ghost, Xiao Wu Ling, ... are all talking.

"No preparation at all." Hu said in a daze.

"He is a real dragon, destined to soar for nine days." Shouti said deep.

No one could refute this. Since the man started practicing martial arts, he took a road against the sky.

"A certain day, certain month, certain person... left." Ghost face Yan Luo took out a small notebook again, and wrote down such a paragraph on it one by one. Luo Xia fell asleep, and he would record this. one day.

"Why are you still a little sad?" Cang Qiong murmured.

After eight thousand years, it's rare to see a younger generation so eye-catching, is this gone?

Why!

Under the sky.

Quite a lot of sighs.

The man is gone.

This farewell, I don't know what year I will see you again.

This parting may be a farewell.

Next month.

Zhao Yun took the wine and walked eastward all the way.

The destiny of the lone star of the **** of evil destined him to be lonely all the way.

He disappeared as he walked.

In other words, it has suffered a spatial change.

The reappearing body is already an endless sea.

It is the Southern Territory, now... has been classified as the territory of the Great Xia Long Dynasty.

Something wrong?

Has a beginning and an end?

Zhao Yun raised his eyes and looked around, staying alone for a long time. Such an unpredictable spatial change moved him to the far south of Daxia. Is this to make him walk the path of time again?

Nothing.

Take a good look at this land before leaving.

He lifted his steps and walked on the sea facing the night breeze.

It wasn't until I walked onto a small island that I silently settled down.

It was the old tree, and under the tree was a petite fox, which was the nine-tailed fairy fox of Concubine Long.

"it's time to go?"

"Um."

He also sat down for a long time.

That night, Concubine Long was buried here.

I don't know when, he got up and disappeared into the night.

Forget the ancient city.

His hometown.

After the war, this small city is back to life. Even at night, it is still prosperous. He is covered with a black robe and walks through the shadows. No one knows who he is, nothing more than a passerby.

On the face, there is a beautiful shadow.

Nai Liu Ruyue is actually also forgetting the ancient city.

There was only one left.

Um?

After walking far away, Liu Ruyue looked back suddenly, sweeping around among the bustling crowd.

"Miss, what's the matter."

"It's okay." Liu Ruyue closed her eyes and walked away.

Zhao Yun met too many acquaintances, Yang Xiong, Lao Xuankong, Reckless, Lao Yangtou, Yang Dawu...

He did not show up, just as a passer-by.

In front of the Zhao family mansion, he settled silently again.

After the war.

The world is fixed, and the world is rising. The Zhao family has already returned, and the Zhao family mansion has been rebuilt.

He saw Zhao Chuan, who is now the Patriarch of the Zhao family, and made this mansion exactly the same as in his memory, still as warm as in his memory, and he looked hazy.

"Apprentice."

The sudden words of the Moon God awakened his indifference.

Zhao Yun raised his eyes and looked at his consciousness.

The Moon God has got up, has walked down the moon.

"I...I'm leaving." The Moon God smiled softly.

"Where to go."

"Back to God Realm."

"All the way... well." Zhao Yun smiled.

"Don't forget your original intention, Fang Cheng Dadao."

The Moon God stretched out his hand across the consciousness and flicked Zhao Yun's face.

Accompanied by these words, she rushed to the sky like a dreamy light.

This is her. It is the first time she has walked out of Zhao Yun’s consciousness since the ninth blessing. She did not choose the wrong person. This young man named Zhao Yun was more amazing than she thought. She bestowed Zhao Yun opportunities, and Zhao Yun also gave her a big Good luck, I hope her disciples can sing all the way.

Huh?

Before the Moon God became ethereal, he heard a bluff.

It is Candle Sky, and it is also the sanctioner of the mortal world. I was studying the chess scriptures, and felt the divine power for a moment, and looked at it with big eyes... It was the lady of the moon god, who appeared in confusion, and It is the state of the soul body.

never mind.

Don't leave if you have come to the mortal realm.

Zhukong let out a curse and probed his hand in the air.

"The first affection...let her go." Zhao Yun said immediately.

When Zhukong heard this, he raised his eyebrows and put his hand out, but it really stopped there.

He is a god, and the favor he owes is repaid.

In an instant, the Moon God disappeared.

Gods! Even the remnant soul can take a special channel.

She wanted to take Zhao Yun away, but it was a pity that there were things in the mortal world blocking him.

Zhao Yun quietly looked up at the starry sky, watching the Moon God leave.

After a long time, he closed his eyes and looked at his consciousness again.

The Moon God was gone, but the moon was still hanging there, like a distant dream, and he was dazed to see it again.

That year, he was the moon **** he met in Wanggucheng;

This year, he was also the Moon God who was leaving the ancient city.

That **** named Xiu'er, even though he was pitted three times a day, he was a good master with due diligence. He was used to the Moon God being in his consciousness, so he was not used to it.

"Boy, you are really good!"

Out of the sky, there was a curse from Zhukong.

understood.

He understood everything.

No wonder Zhao Yun is so evil.

No wonder Zhao Yun knows so many secrets.

It's no wonder that Zhao Yun can hit chances wherever he goes.

It turned out that there was a **** hidden in that kid.

What's more, what is special is the Moon God.

This means that the player with him was not Zhao Yun from beginning to end! It’s the Moon God’s disciple who killed the Thousand Knives and played against the Chess God. It’s only strange that he can win. These two relationships, and the one who loses is called an aggrieved one!

Scolded scolded.

Favor still has to be paid.

He is a god, the promise he made, Mingming will record it, and Mingming will recognize it.

It's that inch.

If you dare to break your promise, it will become a karma.

He also wanted to break through to a higher position, and he couldn't lose the chain on this matter.

Zhao Yun left again. When passing by Qingfeng City, he also glanced at his old friend.

The so-called old friend refers to both Yantian Peak and Qing Yao, who had returned to his hometown a few days ago, sitting under the moon, quietly playing the piano.

When Zhao Yun came, the sound of the piano stopped for a moment.

Qing Yao stood up suddenly and chased out of Xiaoyuan, but saw nothing.

There is a dry well in the barren mountains and ridges, and it is lonely and dark.

Zhao Yun passed by and stopped for a moment.

Back then, when he and Youlan were hunted down, they took refuge here.

It was also in the same year that he looked for a bright light in this well.

After closing his eyes, he continued on the road.

After he left, a ghostly figure came here.

It was Youlan, who was once a Rashomon killer and gave birth to a pair of extremely beautiful eyes.

She jumped into the dry well and didn't come out for a long time. Here is her best memory. There was a person named Zhao Yun who pulled her from **** back to the world.

Yinyue King Tomb.

Zhao Yun sprinkled a piece of wine to pay homage to the King of Yinyue.

So far, the Nether Land is still closed, and even the quasi-immortal can no longer summon him.

Soon, a woman walked out of the tomb.

It is Ziling, the tomb-keeper of the Yinyue King's line, seeing the wine in front of the tomb, subconsciously looking around.

Zhao Yun walked on to the southeast border.

With the moonlight, I could see the Scarlet Flame Marshal standing on the city wall.

Next to her, there was that Baolian Lantern hung, dyed with colorful flames, and the spirit of Chu Wushuang was conceived.

"May you be resurrected soon."

Zhao Yun murmured and turned around slowly.

Chu Lan glanced back, and the fire of the Baolian lantern flickered.

Not far from the border, a small tomb was buried. A woman leaned in front of the tombstone and fell asleep.

It was Feng Wu, and her brother was buried in the grave, who was mutilated by Yin Ming, was imprisoned for suffering, and was used as cannon fodder on the battlefield....

The wind was chilling, and her tender body curled up.

When she opened her eyes, she was covered with a cloak, and there were three more musk in the censer in front of the grave.

Zhao Yun is still walking.

Back then, all the way north was to avenge my father and save my mother.

Today, he is still all the way to the north, and his journey is longer than imagined.

The night is quiet.

He is like a lonely ghost, wandering in the darkness.

Hewu!

A shout in the forest broke his peace of mind.

It was a team of darts, and I could see a woman riding a horse, dressed in strong clothes and heroic.

"Xiling."

Zhao Yun muttered in his heart, and walked gently, but he couldn't help but recalled a period of time.

That year, he was chased by a demon and rolled down the hillside. He was rescued by the dart-walking Xi Ling. A fragment of Qing Jue was obtained from this girl, never thought, and met again in the same place.

"Miss, I won't meet him anymore."

"I like to go this way."

The team of darts goes farther and farther.

And Zhao Yun's back figure became more and more lonely.

Wang Chuanhe, he went to give Mengdie a stick of incense.

In Shanhe Village, he went to worship a generation of Barbarian Kings.

At the Gushan Old Tomb, he sat for a long, long time with his witty wedding gown.

The night of Tianzong is peaceful and quiet.

When Zhao Yun walked to Zizhu Peak, he just saw Mu Qinghan dancing his sword under the moon.

In front of Yun Yan's grave, there are her petals, which are the master's favorite flowers.

Zhao Yun stood on the top of the mountain, looking at Tianzong at a glance, seeing Yang Xuanzong sitting in the pavilion drinking tea, seeing Old Dao Ouyang refining equipment, seeing Danxuan refining alchemy, seeing Old Chen Xuan, they were looking at the new year’s goods, they could see Zhuge Xuan Dao.....

His clothes were not stained with dust, he came quietly, and walked quietly.

The imperial capital at night is still full of flowers.

I always see a bald head chasing Fairy Tao and running back and forth.

After it was over, I was scolded, and still scornful.

Zhao Yun went to see Linglong and saw her painting, as if it was him.

He entered the imperial palace, gave Longyang a fairy magic, gave Yu Ling a chance, and left a pot of good wine for Long Zhan before he left...

After going round and round, he finally entered the East China Sea.

The Hongchen Road at the end of the sky is still so shining.

"Second Personality: Guarding Daxia."

Zhao Yun said softly to the sanctioners.

Zhukong could hear it, but his old face was incomparably dark.

"The third affection..."

Zhao Yun did not say clearly that he left this favor to relatives and friends.

If any year, relatives and friends experience unpredictable changes, you can seek sanctions.

"Mortal World."

"I am leaving."

He glanced at the world one last time and stepped onto the next journey.