Mo Zhiyu stopped here, looked up and quietly looked at this stone thief's archway, because, there is also such a place in Tianjian Mountain, and the setting of the door is exactly the same as here. It seems that Moon Hitomi misses the years here.

The feeling of the cemetery in any era is the same, silent, solemn, and decadent. The tombstones all over the ground are the same, and some of the names engraved on them are beginning to be mottled, as if the years have been forbidden here, and they have passed here.

But Mo Zhiyu didn't spend too much time looking for the tombstone, because he saw a familiar shadow, a fluffy mass, yellow and white.

Mo Zhiyu never expected that this little thing was still alive, and he didn't have time to take care of this little guy at all during that big war before. But now, only this little guy will stay here, guarding the dead leaves of the land.

The little yellow and white flower dog of Grandpa Niu and his wife's house also heard the movement, raised his head and looked, it recognized Mo Zhiyu, and immediately wagged its tail and ran with its tongue.

Mo Zhiyu smiled slightly, squatted down and touched the little flower dog's head, then took out a bag of dried meat from his arms that was ready to be sacrificed, and gave a piece of meat to the little flower dog.

The little flower dog was very happy to bite the meat, but did not eat it directly, but reflexively ran back to the tombstone of Grandpa Niu and his wife, and then lay down and gnawed on the jerky with peace of mind.

Mo Zhiyu carried the dried meat, held the wine jar, stood up again and walked to the tombstone.

The tombstone is newly erected, and it has not yet been covered with any dust, and Mo Zhiyu brushed away the dead leaves that fell on the top of the stele, and he clearly saw the red letters on the tombstone: "The tomb of the old cow Weng (Po)".

The red characters are flying and powerful, and it should be mentioned by Murong Lengyun himself, but even he doesn't know the names of these two old men.

Mo Zhiyu had heard the disciples of the Sword Heng Sect mention before that these two old men had no relatives, no children, no daughters, and their usual livelihood was to help people see some minor illnesses, they had a good heart, and many times they didn't receive much money. However, even the people of Anseong only call them "Grandpa Cow, Grandma", and do not know their names.

So, like most people in this era, they didn't even have a name. Therefore, like the small characters in most romance stories, they sacrificed on the path of growth of the big people, and they didn't even leave a name.

Mo Zhiyu glanced at the little flower dog who was still lying on the ground and gnawing on jerky, and was quite emotional, so it was still such a little guy who really remembered these two old people.

With a little sadness in his heart, Mo Zhiyu put the jerky on the ground, then tore open the seal of the wine jar with his mouth, respectfully toasted in front of the tombstone, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, watching the little flower dog drink by himself.

The autumn wind blows the dead leaves in the forest, and the dead leaves roll, and in the blink of an eye, they fall all over the grave. Although Mo Zhiyu drank wine, the wine entered his heart, and his throat was hot, but he didn't feel much warmer.

As time passed, he looked up at the sky and saw that the sun was slowly moving towards the west, and it was almost time to go back. At that moment, he heard footsteps.

The person who came was actually a good light skill, and he walked silently, but Mo Zhiyu felt the vibration coming from the earth, so he heard the "sound of footsteps".

He originally guessed that it would be Murong Lengyun who came to mourn the deceased like him, but when he turned around, he saw a tall and thin young man.

It's Chenyun. He had just recovered from a serious illness, and although he was able to walk on the ground, his face was still pale.

"Big brother?" Mo Zhiyu stood up from the ground and smiled happily, "Are you awake?" ”

Chen Yun was still the same, nodded lightly, and walked towards him expressionlessly.

The little flower dog heard the movement, looked up at Chenyun, it was someone he knew, and he lowered his head again and ate the jerky.

Mo Zhiyu saw that Chen Yun was still a little trembling when he walked, so he walked over quickly, supported him, and said, "You just woke up, you should rest more." ”

Chen Yun shook his head slightly, patted Mo Zhiyu's hand, and motioned for him to step aside. Mo Zhiyu retreated to the side, but saw Chen Yun kneel on the ground all of a sudden, and kowtowed three times towards the tombstone.

This action startled the little flower dog next to him, and also scared Mo Zhiyu. He hurriedly bowed down to help Chenyun and persuaded him: "Big brother, you don't have to be like this, Grandpa Niu and Grandma Niu won't be at ease under Jiuquan!" ”

"Damn!" Chen Yun's voice trembled a little, but his face was still the same as before, expressionless, "They are not the first people I have harmed!" ”

Mo Zhiyu frowned slightly, trying hard to pull Chen Yun up from the ground, and said, "What a disaster is not a disaster, it is an accident!" Big brother, you don't have to blame yourself like this! ”

But Chen Yun didn't want to get up, no matter how much strength Mo Zhi tried to do, Chen Yun instead tried his best to snatch his arm back from Mo Zhi's hands, and almost knocked Mo Zhi down, Chen Yun's voice said in a deep voice:

"I'm an ominous person, just like in Hokuriku, I want to save others, but I can't save my parents, I can't save my people, and when I get here, I can't save these two old people!"

"What ominous? How do you believe this kind of nonsense? Seeing that he couldn't pull Chen Yun, Mo Zhi also knelt down and said seriously, "You are the one who has achieved great things!" ”

"Something big? Hitomi-chan, do you believe me so much? Chen Yun looked at Mo Zhiyu with burning eyes.

"Believe, of course!" Mo Zhiyu shouted loudly, very sure, and then said, "So you don't have to blame yourself, we will take revenge, we will definitely take revenge!" ”

Chen Yun shook his head slightly: "I'm not blaming myself, but owing it." What I owe is that if I had the power earlier, I wouldn't have endangered the people around me. So I had to get the power early and become the strongest in this world.

Become the strongest person in the world, and the one who can influence us will not be a small leader of the Yuan family, nor will it be those big families. By becoming the strongest in the world, we can become the masters of our destiny, not only defending our own destiny, but also protecting the fate of our loved ones! ”

Mo Zhi was stunned for a moment, Chen Yun said this calmly, but the words were impassioned. The deaths of Grandpa Niu and Grandma Niu did not defeat the boy, but strengthened the boy's fighting spirit.

Ambitious, it is exactly what belongs to their age and their identity, with ambition, they will work hard and strive for it!

So Mo Zhiyu blurted out: "Yes! Become the strongest in the world! Become the master of your destiny! ”

Today's first watch, the second watch will be served later

(End of chapter)