She died, and no one bothered to carve herself, and she didn't think about it anymore......

The last one!

For a day, Li Qisheng stared at the peaceful old man on the wooden bed, as if he was asleep, but he didn't have the liveliness and agility of the past.

In the early morning of the second day, the wood carving in his hand was finally completed, two, one was a young, lively, girl, and the other was ...... It was the sleeping old man on the wooden bed at the moment.

"Gone...... Take you to see the sea! ”

As soon as he said go, Li Qisheng picked up the old man, staggered, and buried him on a high ground in the center of the island, where he could see the sea every day.

Then, Li Qisheng supported his old body and left this base of a hundred years of loneliness.

Li Qisheng continued to walk, and when he arrived at Yunlan Villa, he saw the ruins and ruins of the wall, which was deserted.

When I arrived in Jiangyang City again, it was also corrupt and lifeless.

I don't know how many years later, Li Qisheng returned to the original classroom, and in the ruins, he could vaguely identify the tattered desk and the rotten blackboard.

He returned to the original starting point, if he didn't leave, he didn't want to go anymore, no matter how he walked, he couldn't get out of the earth, no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't break free from the prison of the gods.

"Give up, sleep, fall asleep, and everything will be fine......"

In the dark, a voice seemed to call to him.

Leaning on the classroom where he used to be, with pale hair and hanging down to his waist, the old man took out the two wooden carvings from his arms, looking at the wood, and looking at her!

A wrinkled old face showed a smile, and his cloudy eyes moved.

Once, what kind of person was I, for a hundred years, I tasted all the hardships in the world and experienced all kinds of things in the world.

It's almost, it's time to rest, and he can't wait.

Suddenly, the hand holding the wood carving suddenly fell, and the last trace of life in this rotten body ...... Gone!

There was nothing but darkness, dead silence, lifeless like a black hole in my mind, and suddenly, there seemed to be a little light in front of me?

Slowly, the light became more and more obvious, and Li Qisheng opened his eyes......

"This, here'...... That cultivation room? ”

In a hundred years, many things, Li Qisheng was almost about to remember, he just looked at his hands blankly.

Those fair, slender hands, with ruddy and plump skin, are ...... That cultivation room from a hundred years ago!

"I'm not dead?"

Li Qisheng asked blankly at the empty cultivation, and the voice of the answer did come from his head.

"Yes, you're not dead!"

"Are you ......?"

"I'm the wind, the spirit of the Wind Kendo!"

"Oh, I remember, you're the wind!"

In the cold and silent cultivation room, Li Qisheng sat cross-legged alone, asking and answering himself, as if he was a mentally ill person.

"Let me tell you, what you have experienced in the past hundred years is not real......"

"Impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible, the dawn is still there, the age of the gods has not come, the earth is not deserted, the island does not exist, that girl ......"

"It doesn't exist?"

"No, maybe she really exists"

Hearing this, Li Qisheng reached out and groped around his waist in a daze, looking for it.

"Where's my wood carving?"

"Don't look for it, I said it, it's all fake!"

The wind was a little annoyed, and the loud soul voice echoed in Li Qisheng's mind, shocking him a little dizzy.

It was also this earthquake that Li Qisheng finally accepted his statement.

"I just want to ask, am I in reality or in your fantasy now?"

Li Qisheng stopped his movements and asked the wind a little dejectedly.

"You're hating me?"

Wind sighed, then smiled as if self-deprecatingly.

"You're hating me!"

Li Qisheng was still silent, moved his somewhat stiff limbs slightly, experienced this young body, and then got up and walked out, pushing open the door......

"I don't hate you, now, is this reality, or is it an illusion?"

"Illusion!"

"Fantasy or not, then I'm carving for some time, and there are many more, only in my memory"

Sighing, Li Qisheng looked up at the bright sunshine outside the door, a little dazzling, how many years, I haven't seen such a clean sky!

"Li Qisheng, you wake me up, carve and carve, you carve a fart, you are the inheritor of the Wind Sword Saint, you are the city lord of the Dawning City, you are the first golden rank of human beings, you are the guardian of angel cultivation, when do you still have to carve and carve?"

The voice in his head roared wildly, and Li Qisheng didn't know how to answer, but he just smiled, and looked into the distance with a cloudy gaze.

"It's reality, right, you're lying to me again, Wind!"

The soft tone and cloudy eyes show the vicissitudes of life.

"Yes, it's not an illusion anymore, the first illusion before, it was the second question of the Dao Heart, I'm sorry, you failed!"

Hearing the word failure, Li Qisheng just smiled and shook his head, and didn't say too much, a hundred years of state of mind has long been ancient!

Take out a mask and put it on, then walk out the door with your feet up!

Halfway through, it was as if he remembered something, answering the wind in his mind

"It's okay, it's just a failure, I can't follow the old path of the predecessors, then I'll just go my own way!"

Smiling and looking at the sunny and warm sky, Li Qisheng walked towards the city.

"Boss, this wood carving is not good!"

As soon as the old king opened the small door of the shop and opened the small counter, he encountered an unlucky scourge.

"Young man, you can't say this, I sell it cheaply, just to eat, you still come to dismantle our platform, besides, the wood carving technology that our old Wang family has passed down for generations ......"

Ignoring the boss's chatter, Li Qisheng just squeezed into the store by himself, picked up the carving knife next to the counter, and a piece of wood with a good number.

"Alas, you person, why are you unreasonable, don't waste our materials......"

The old man was about to get rid of this young man who seemed to be making trouble, but suddenly found that this young man's carving technique seemed to be more fluent than his own carving technique for more than 40 years.

The small carving knife, when it came to his hand, was like a flying butterfly, sprinkled with sawdust, and soon, a figure looked a little bit.

Suddenly, the old king gave up his plan to drive this person away, and just sighed

"That's it, now these young men, alas, are but a piece of wood......"

As he spoke, the old man ignored the young man who was still bowing his head and turned to tidy up the sales counter.

"Okay, no, it's a little bit worse, you like to wear a red string on your hand......"

"Hmm...... Now it's good! ”

Looking at the young man behind him who was talking to himself like a nervous disorder, the old man was a little stunned.

Only the mask was in the hands of the young man, and a small wood carving was gently held in the palm of his hand.

The wood carving is too similar, and it is not like, how to say it?

Lao Wang Tou thought that his carving skills were already very good, but today he found out that there were really people outside the world, and there was a sky outside the sky.

It is already a bit inappropriate to describe the girl vividly and vividly, as if the soul of a girl lives in the wood carving, revealing her life, his emotions, character, and all aspects of her!

"Xiaoyu, now you can follow the uncle forever, the uncle swears, never to carve again, I want to see you more......"

As he spoke, tears wet his eyes again, alas, a hundred years of state of mind is still not enough!

Seeing that the young man was a little emotional, it didn't look like a fake, and at that moment, the old man also felt a little sorry for this child.

"Alas, don't be sad, young man, in life, there is no hurdle that cannot be overcome!"

He patted the young man on the shoulder, and then the old man turned to greet the customer.

"Let's go, let's go home......"

Li Qisheng just smiled and didn't answer, carefully put the wood carving into the pocket of his chest, got up and walked out.

"City Lord's Mansion...... Well, where to go? ”

After walking more than ten meters away, Li Qisheng turned his head to the old man and asked.

"Hey, you young man, you live in our dawn, and you don't even know where the city lord lives."

"Now, go straight on this road, turn right, go straight, and you'll be there."

When the words landed, Li Qisheng raised his feet and walked in the direction he was pointing.

"Wind, you said that nothing else exists, but Xiaoyu really exists, what do you mean?"

Hearing this, the voice of a stroke in my head came faintly

"Although I am not human, I somehow like her very much, and at the moment of her death, I used my Origin Qi to preserve his character, memories, emotions, etc., and then reshaped his soul for him."

"So, he's real now!"

Suddenly, Li Qisheng paused, excited, happy? It seemed naïve, but he hadn't experienced it in a long time.

"Thank you, Wind!"

Li Qisheng thanked him a little excitedly, and then asked impatiently

"And what about his soul?"

"Now he is still with me, if you need it, I can give it to you, but you must use your spiritual power to nourish every day, and one day, he can really regain his life!"

Hearing this, Li Qisheng trembled and took out the wood carving from his pocket and held it in the palm of his hand.

Long hair hanging down the shoulders, black armor, bright smile, smart eyes......

"Can you let him take a seat in this wood carving temporarily?"

"Yes, but you have to protect her, or ......"

"Well, I will!"

Without waiting for the wind to finish, Li Qisheng smiled heartily, and then whispered to the wood carving in his hand.

"I will!"

Seeing this, the wind was silent, but only drove a faint ball of light in his mind to slowly fly out of his forehead, and then merged into the wood carving in his hand.

Suddenly, the wood carving, which had not changed much, suddenly gave Li Qisheng a sense of familiarity.

It was this feeling that was natural, as if it should be, and it was exactly what he was looking for!

"Light Rain ......"

A soft call was made, but there was no response.

Li Qisheng was not annoyed, but continued to carry the "light rain" and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion, and unconsciously, his steps were much brisker.