The climate in Cangmiao Continent is mild and spring-like all year round, especially the Lihua Valley area, which can be described as the southern part of the demon world.

After the demon world was unified, Lou Xingzhou settled here.

This place has a deep connection with him.

The beginning of the master-disciple relationship breaking down the normal relationship.

Get up early in the morning, dig a green vegetable in the vegetable field halfway up the mountain, pinch a few spring onions, and cook a bowl of hot noodle soup, and then you start a normal day.

After breakfast, I cleaned the yard, weeded and fertilized the vegetable patch, inserted bamboo poles into the climbing plants, looked up at the sun that was hanging in the sky, and walked back home.

I made two simple side dishes, and after eating, I lay down in the pavilion to take a nap, while the tea boiled on the stove.

The spring breeze, already mixed with heat, picked up the fallen flowers on the ground and flew back and forth in the valley. Finally, they accidentally hit the pavilion and scattered them all over Lou Xingzhou.

Holding the pear blossoms on the temples with her fingertips, she opened her eyes and saw the pear tree in bloom beside the yard. There seemed to be someone lying on the branches, and the plain clothes were fluttering gently in the wind.

Just stained with the old color of time.

Lou Xingzhou looked at it for a few more times and then looked away, leisurely tending to the flowers and plants on the edge of the courtyard.

Later, a group of little guys wearing crotchless pants came chasing him nearby.

The children are plump and plump, with two cat ears on their heads, and the plush tails behind them sway according to the owner's mood.

"Brother Xingzhou!"

"Brother Xingzhou~~"

"Cluck, cluck, cluck..."

"Stand over a little bit and don't squeeze me!"

"Ouch, who stepped on my tail?"

The children are all descendants of the cat clan. They have just transformed and are equivalent to six or seven-year-old children of the human clan.

As for the batch of babies that Xie Qingyun delivered, those who survived have joined the family guard and become young soldiers, training hard to shoulder the important responsibilities of the family.

Lou Xingzhou didn't like titles like Demon Emperor, which would make him feel lonely and desolate, although this was a fact.

He prefers to blend in with the crowd, be an ordinary person busy with life, and enjoy the ordinary fireworks.

Children don't know what rights are. They have their own ideas. When Lou Xingzhou stopped the address taught to them by adults, he sweetly called him "Brother Xingzhou".

Every time at this time, Lou Xingzhou would take some snacks that the demon cubs could eat and give them to them to satisfy their cravings.

"Xiaoying, why are you making trouble with the Demon Emperor here again?"

An energetic young man strode over, wearing silver-gray armor and his hair tied into a high ponytail, looking heroic.

The boy was Li Xiaomo, the black and white raccoon dog who shouted to leave together before Lou Xingzhou and Xie Qingyun went to Weihai.

"Your Majesty!"

He bent down and bowed his hands to Lou Xingzhou. After receiving his approval, he told the kittens to go back to their homes.

"Brother Xiaomo!"

"It's brother Xiaomo!"

"Brother is back!"

"Brother Xingzhou, see you tomorrow~~"

"..."

The little cubs who couldn't retract their ears and tails jumped and rolled away next to the boy.

Entering autumn, Cangmiao Island ushered in the thunderstorm season.

It rained heavily for several days. As soon as Xingzhou parked his car, he went to work in the vegetable field.

Several fields where rice was planted were washed away by the flood, and the lower fields became marshes. Lou Xingzhou rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs and worked like an ordinary farmer.

In fact, this kind of thing can be done with a single thought. Even with his ability, it is not a problem to move mountains and seas and change the world, but he didn't.

Because a yard, a few acres of fields, wind, snow, flowers and tea are the life he wants.

The man was wearing dark blue coarse linen clothes, his ankle-length hair was tied up with randomly polished bamboo hairpins, and he was arranging things in the field with a serious expression.

If you change your gender, you can just sigh: Jingchai cloth skirt can't hide the beauty and fragrance of the country!

After a continuous heavy rain, a scorching sunny day ushered in. Lou Xingzhou was working in the fields under the scorching sun. It didn't take long for the situation to change suddenly.

A silent sadness was born from nature and spread to the bottom of people's hearts. He rubbed the corners of his eyes with his elbows, but saw some dark marks on his clothes.

When did you cry?

Lou Xingzhou was a little confused.

After a gust of wind, the sky started to rain heavily again. Countless birds flew out of the forest against their nature, stumbling around in the rain and singing lament songs.

The insects and beasts hibernating in the caves neighed one after another, and all the sounds gathered between heaven and earth to form a heavy and mournful funeral song.

The world and the earth share the same sorrow, which is an impact that can only be produced by the death of a person with great merit and great cultivation. As far as Lou Xingzhou knows, such an effect cannot be achieved in the Mahayana period.

so it is……

He subconsciously denied the result, slowly straightened up, and raised his head to face the lightning-thundering sky.

Isn't she in seclusion?

How could it be her?

Who in the world can hurt her?

Lou Xingzhou desperately denied it, but the self-soothing smile on his lips seemed so forced.

When Wentian Sect's unique communication method came to him from the void, his heart suddenly fell to the bottom.

He hesitated for a long time before his trembling fingertips touched the red-feather gilt letter floating in front of him.

After being sensed, the scroll automatically unfolded, and the red bird feathers flew on the plane, scanning out a line of small luminous characters:

Your master has passed away, come back soon.

"Master, the immortal... passed away?"

Lou Xingzhou read a few words blankly, his throat was rough and his voice didn't sound like his own at all.

This is like a terrible prank!

Until the wind stopped and the rain stopped, he still didn't come back to his senses.

"Big news!"

"Big news!"

Jing Beichen, who was in charge of external affairs, appeared outside Lihua Valley screaming, and started shouting before anyone arrived.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Brother Lou, I have just received some big news. Do you know what it is?"

"The eternal genius in the world of immortality, the most powerful person in the four realms, the cold beauty Qingluan Sword Master with both beauty and strength passed away not long ago!

Wentianzong's external statement is that the backlash occurred at the critical moment of retreat for healing, and the person just disappeared. Now obituaries have been posted to all walks of life! "

Jing Beichen spoke breathlessly and kept sighing. When he saw the Lord of the Demon Realm, who was covered in mud and was unconscious, he was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out.

"Lou, brother Lou, what's wrong with you? How did you get yourself into this?"

The old name he calls when there are no outsiders.

After Xie Qingyun went into seclusion, all information related to her was suppressed by invisible forces, making it difficult to find traces.

Time flies, and the world only remembers that the most powerful person is Qingluan Sword Master. She comes from Wentian Sect. She is a white-haired beauty who practices the ruthless way and has several disciples.

That's it.

So Jing Beichen never knew about Lou Xingzhou's relationship with her, otherwise why would she want to stimulate him?

Lou Xingzhou was not the only one to receive the gilded letter from Akabane.

Ye Zhifan and Qin Ye were scattered in the world, pursuing their own paths. The messages they received were the same as Lou Xingzhou's, which was to return quickly.

What Xiao Yunyi said was: If you still recognize this master in your heart, then come back and wear mourning clothes. If you don't, I will be your demon master and have nothing to do with Wentian Sect from now on.

What Xie Changgeng said is: Death is like a lamp going out, the past is gone. The Ghost Emperor is now invited to come to Wewen Tianzong to attend the funeral of Qingluan Sword Lord.

The attitude of the letter was tough, and the timing of sending it was too coincidental, but when they saw the authoritative signature and asked about the seal of Jiang Weimian, the leader of the Tianzong, no one thought about the strangeness.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like