[Thunderbolt] Wandering without a home, where to return

"You are recovering well, but the speed of recovery is a bit abnormal."

"Thanks to the skillful hands of the doctors, Yuan Wuxiang was able to walk out of the house in a short period of time and see the bright sun in the sky again."

The doctor smiled inexplicably after hearing this, he indeed has the ability to rejuvenate, but Yuan Wuxiang's body can recover so quickly, but it really has nothing to do with him, thinking about it, he shook his head and denied: "Obviously it is the golden man Local tyrants don't hesitate to use all kinds of talents and treasures, and it has little to do with my medical skills."

"So it has nothing to do with the speed of my recovery."

Yuan Wuxiang's body is a bit weird, but because the time is too short, the doctor has noticed the clues but can't figure it out, not to mention that after Yuan Wuxiang is fully awake, he can no longer notice any abnormalities. Now that Yuan Wuxiang said so, he I won't be too fussy anymore and just said: "It seems that the genius Dibao who is tired of harvesting the sky is the most effective?"

"Since the treasure of genius and earth is the most useful, why are the doctors still here?"

"Could it be that you really don't want these arms?"

"I have given up these arms, so how can there be any truth?"

Standing in the sun, Yuan Wuxiang's body was shining in silver and white, but it was hard to see clearly. The doctor squinted his eyes, and his eyes glided over Yuan Wuxiang's empty arms. He had to admit that this man had finally said A big truth.

"So in fact, you can leave as a doctor. Yuan Wuxiang is no longer a Jianghu person, and you can't be a Jianghu person anymore."

Yuan Wuxiang's unexplorable emotions made the doctor frowned, and asked again tentatively: "Do you know that in order to restore your dantian, your friend is running around and even seeking medicine for you?"

Yuan Wuxiang smiled lightly when he heard the words, and the expression on his face was filled with coldness and tenderness when the silver hair fell down: "If he asks, he asks for himself, so what does it have to do with me?"

"Tsk tsk, if Tired Shoutian hears this, I don't know how he would feel." Apparently he didn't expect such an answer from Yuan Wuxiang, the doctor couldn't help but sneer.

"Ha, it's just a fact, why do you need to think about it? Tired, you think I'm right?"

"That's right." The doctor turned around in surprise and saw Tired Shoutian walking in with a very calm expression on his face: "Sir, this is medicine."

"Oh, then I'll go to dispense the medicine, please take your time." The doctor was also obedient, and after taking the medicine, he disappeared instantly.

"You have nothing to say to me?" Tired Shoutian waited for a long time for Yuan Wuxiang to speak, and a trace of displeasure began to appear on his indifferent face.

"My friend, you have never talked much, and you still dislike me for talking too much when you are rarely together. How has it changed today?"

"So you still consider me your friend?"

"This is a serious statement. I don't know why my friend made such a statement?"

"Are you really going to let yourself go like this?"

"Isn't it good now? This kind of life has been in a hurry for decades between the ups and downs, and it's so comfortable, no troubles, no disturbances, and what you want."

"You!" Yuan Wuxiang's unprogressive appearance added a trace of anger to the displeasure on Tired Shoutian's face, and he was indisputable.

Seemingly understanding what Tired Shoutian was angry about, Yuan Wuxiang smiled indifferently and said, "I have personally abolished this source of disturbance, so what does it matter to me whether I am aggressive or not? If you do not advance in martial arts, you will retreat, but this time The road is no longer under my feet, does my friend still want to force Yuan Wuxiang to walk the road he doesn't want to take?"

Facing the faint smile that couldn't see the sincerity, Tired Shoutian felt a familiar feeling of powerlessness in his heart. He was clearly close at hand, but he could no longer touch the spiritual connection he once had. Said to Yuan Wuxiang: "Since this is the case, this place will no longer be polluted by rivers and lakes."

Yuan Wuxiang didn't say anything, standing against the sun under the scorching sun, his slightly lowered eyes were coldly mocking the words of Tired Reaping the Sky, how can living in this world not be a world?

In the end, Tired Shoutian walked out of this place silently like when he came with the golden sword behind his back, and behind him, the person in plain silver never looked at him again, not even a single back was left in his eyes.

"You broke his heart, but he still only wants to take care of you." From the scorching sun to the sunset, the doctor who came out at some time said looking at Yuan Wuxiang's indifferent face.

"A doctor should have the knowledge of a doctor." Yuan Wuxiang withdrew his gaze that had been falling on Tianji, with a seemingly unchanging calmness on his face.

"You don't have the slightest resemblance to the rumored head of Yinbiao. If it weren't for Tired Shoutian, I would almost doubt who you are."

"The rumored head of Yinbiao?" Yuan Wuxiang chewed these words playfully: "What should the rumored head of Yinbiao look like?"

The doctor looked at Yuan Wuxiang for a while, as if he was recalling what Yuan Wuxiang he had heard, then shook his head: "At least it's not what you look like now, you look like a careless person now."

"Yuan Wuxiang, I want to listen to your truth!"

The words of Tired Shoutian suddenly sounded in his ears, and Yuan Wuxiang's eyes were as cold as the lonely moon in the sky: "Whether you want to or not, it has nothing to do with you. You can leave tomorrow. After tomorrow, This place should be like Tired Shoutian said that there should be no more Jianghu." At least for the next few years, Jianghu will be isolated from the misty rain and setting sun by him until the next opportunity to enter the world.

In this way, as Yuan Wuxiang's voice fell, the rivers and lakes parted with him, and it was time to say goodbye to the three lights of the misery again.

"Master, I want to travel the rivers and lakes." Standing beside Yuan Wuxiang, Mo Xunzong looked at the criss-crossing black and white chess pieces in front of him, and after a long time, he expressed the hope he had always kept in his heart.

Yuan Wuxiang was stunned, the hand holding the piece paused slightly, and then a white piece landed on the chessboard with a click, and his indifferent voice sounded: "Xun Zing, once you set foot in this river and lake, what will happen to you?" The murder may not be far away." And the day when I get involved in the turmoil of the rivers and lakes is just around the corner.

"But it is impossible for a disciple to be under the protection of the master forever, not to mention that as a man, he should do something." Mo Xunxing is not too interested in such mysterious and mysterious things as killing and robbery, let alone even if he really committed murder and robbery. He is not afraid of life and death or God's will, but he is afraid of a mediocre life.

"A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. Since you insist on entering the rivers and lakes at this time, then go." Yuan Wuxiang readily agreed, but his eyes staring at the chessboard gradually darkened.

Unexpectedly, the master let go so easily, Mo Xunxing was a little surprised for a while, but seeing the stern face reflected in the candlelight, he felt that it was only natural for a person as indifferent as the master to let go so easily.

"Thank you for your accomplishment, Master."

"Fulfillment?" Yuan Wuxiang's gaze flickered slightly, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "Xie, Master, are you going to commit death robbery?"

"Teacher will definitely be careful."

"Xun Xing, do everything according to your ability. You are still young, and you still have a long way to go in life. Don't say that you can't make a leap now. Even if you can, it's not high enough."

Mo Xunxing nodded earnestly, he did not have the mood of unwillingness to admit defeat after being admonished by the master nowadays. In his heart, what the master said was the golden law.

Staring at the master who was entertaining himself for a long time, Mo Xunxing recalled that since he was accepted by the master as an apprentice, he never saw the master stepping out of the misty rain and setting sun, and he couldn't help calling: "Master."

"En?" Looking away from the chessboard and looking up, he saw Mo Xunxing's face showing hesitation, and Yuan Wuxiang smiled: "You have always been outspoken, what made you hesitate like this?"

Seeing Master's gentle smile, and thinking that his Master is quite indulgent to him even though he is indifferent, Mo Xunxing couldn't help but took a breath and boldly asked: "Master, before you retire from the world, you must have lived in the world." Famous, right?"

"Famous?" Yuan Wuxiang frowned, "My teacher is nothing more than a commoner, so why is it so famous?"

"Master, you won't believe what you say, okay..." Mo Xunxing looked helpless, his master knew astronomy and geography, and no one could match formation and swordsmanship, although I don't know why he can't feel Master's martial arts, presumably it must be because Master's martial arts has reached above innate level and his cultivation level is so low that he can't feel it, so Master must be the best in the world !

Seeing that Mo Xunxing's cheeks were reddened and his eyes showed admiration suddenly, Yuan Wuxiang let out a laugh: "It's really a child's attitude, how can there be a manly air?"

"What kind of spirit do you need in front of the master?" Mo Xunzong was completely in a state of master control when he came to Yuan Wuxiang's side.

"Okay, okay, why don't you hurry up and pack your bags if you're going on a trip?"

"Yes." Said to go out, Mo Xunzong immediately ran inward as soon as he changed his spirit, shouting while running: "Teacher, go clean it up now."

Interrupted by Yuan Wuxiang, Mo Xunxing also forgot the question just now, ran back quickly, packed his luggage, bid farewell to Yuan Wuxiang, and embarked on his first trip to the rivers and lakes in his life.

"The rivers and lakes are ruthless..."

Maybe it won't be long before he, the only disciple, won't have such a lively and pure expression after he has experienced the storms... Then his lips moved silently twice, and then there was a strange fluctuation, and not long after, there was an attendant at his feet who was innate in his lightness.

"I've seen your son."

"When you first came out of Jianghu, you sent someone to follow you. If your life is in danger, you can't do it."

"Yes."

"Go." With a wave of his hand, Misty Rain and Setting Sun once again restored the tranquility that belonged to one person, but his heart became a little impetuous, because soon, he would see the person he cared about until his death again.

Pressing down the heartbeat that was out of rhythm due to tiredness, thinking about the turmoil in the world, Yuan Wuxiang's soft brows and eyes instantly became sharp and cold...

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