In the shadow of the early winter sun, his oblique figure, slender and lonely, then, looking at this ruin, seemed to be infinitely emotional:

Although this place is desolate, as if it has been abandoned for hundreds of years, every time I am here, I feel infinite vitality.

Because I know that under these ruins and rubble fragments are hidden the most vivid stories in the world, the most mysterious legends in the rivers and lakes.

Hundreds of years ago, I don't know how many people participated in the construction of this castle, and perhaps none of them would have imagined that the castle they built with blood and sweat would become what it is today.

Then, with a turn of his voice, he suddenly became high-pitched and proud, and walked to the moss-covered steps and withered leaves, and said in a deep voice:

So, I can't let their blood and sweat go to waste, I want to dig up the mysterious legends that hide under the ruins and rubble fragments of this ruin.

When I restore it to its original state, you may see what kind of legend it is, and the emperor's palace will be overshadowed by it.

Song Yanqiu didn't seem to be surprised at all by his almost arrogant rhetoric, but said slowly: Do you really want to restore this ruin to its original state?

Bai Muyun replied to her with a look, but gently hit the golden dragon carved on the collapsed stone pillar with his right hand, and suddenly changed the topic and said:

Twenty years ago, when I was just five years old, I had already followed my second uncle Bai Qingyi Ranger Jianghu, although I did not inherit his peerless swordsmanship, but I inherited a spirit from him, that is, persistence.

At the same time, I also understand what life is, life, is to set one goal after another for oneself on the journey of life, and then achieve it one after another.

Some goals may be achieved quickly, while others may be achieved slowly, but as long as we work hard, we will achieve them one day.

Just like the second uncle's swordsmanship, I remember that at that time, the second uncle had a copy of the weapon spectrum on his body, in fact, it was to rank all the characters in the rivers and lakes according to the level of martial arts.

He was ranked according to the weapon spectrum, from low to high, defeated one by one, and then finally defeated the immortal legend in the rivers and lakes, Sword Thirty, and became a new generation of sword gods.

And I have also set myself one goal after another from low to high, and my goal in life at this stage is to restore this ruined castle.

Song Yanqiu sighed slightly and said: You are still so stubborn.

Bai Muyun turned around and glanced at him, and said in a deep voice: Sometimes, stubbornness is also a virtue.

Song Yanqiu didn't meet his gaze, but cast his gaze farther away, to the sunshine, the dense shade, as if in deep thought, and said:

Yun'er ...... Oh no...... Be...... I think it's a little more appropriate for me to call you Bai Gongzi now, do you remember that when you were ten years old, the white-fronted tiger on the mountain behind the Golden Villa gave birth to a tiger cub.

You cried and shouted that you were going to take that tiger cub back and raise it for yourself, although I was so angry that I locked you in the firewood room and locked you up for three days, but when you came out, I still secretly ran to the back mountain to catch the tiger cub.

As a result, I ended up being bitten by a tigress, and if I hadn't arrived in time with my family, you might have died in the belly of the tiger.

After that, I thought you would take the lesson and give up that almost ridiculous idea, but when you recovered, you went back to catching tiger cubs.

I remember that you were scratched by the tiger fourteen times and finally got the tiger cub back, but you only played for a day and then you put the tiger cub back.

Because you're enjoying just an adventurous process, not a result, right?

Bai Muyun shook his head very cautiously, and said in a deep voice: No, no, in fact, I was scratched a total of fifteen times, because the fifteenth time I was not seriously injured, and I was afraid that you would scold me, so I deliberately pretended to be okay and went home.

Speaking of this, his voice suddenly raised a lot, and he said loudly: The reason why I persist in doing one thing is not to prove how majestic I am.

I just want to prove that I can do what others can do, and I can do what others can't.

It seems to be windy again.

I don't know where the wind came from, blowing the shadows of the ruins in the early winter sun, like an ancient legend.

And Bai Muyun and Song Yanqiu also fell silent for a moment, as if they didn't know what to say, and as if they were thinking about what to say.

Then, a trace of inexplicable emotion suddenly flashed in Song Yanqiu's bloodshot eyes.

Her mouth opened slightly, as if she was about to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, just looked at Bai Muyun in front of her, who looked unattainable.

Then, as if he had finally made up his mind, he took a long breath, slowly walked a few steps closer to Bai Muyun, stopped within the reach of the enchantment, and said:

Yun'er ...... Oh no...... Bai Gongzi, when did you become the palace master of the Ogi Mirror Palace, and how did you become the palace master of the Ogi Mirror Palace.

Speaking of this, she paused slightly, and continued: If I am not mistaken, the palace master of the Ogi Mirror Palace should be ...... Someone else, right? What about you......

Bai Muyun snorted coldly, and the golden mask covering his face suddenly reflected the cold gold under his cold snort, and said in a deep voice:

Song Yanqiu, you seem to be asking too much, right?

Song Yanqiu was stunned suddenly, and then laughed wildly, as if he had suddenly heard a cold joke, and then muttered:

Song Yanqiu, Song Yanqiu, Ha, it's been 20 years, it's been almost 20 years, and in the past 20 years, I have almost forgotten to call myself Song Yanqiu.

In the past 20 years, I only feel that I am Xiaohou, the wife of the owner of the village who is feared by everyone in the Golden Villa, and the biological mother of your Bai Muyun.

Now I know that it turned out that this was just a dream, and I was nothing but a murderer who made a family lose its warmth and a child lose its mother.

Song Yanqiu, Song Yanqiu......

There she kept muttering to herself, as if she had lost her memory, as if her mind had lost control.

At this moment, although he couldn't see the expression on Bai Muyun's face hidden under the cold golden mask, his voice had already revealed his expression undoubtedly.

It was a cold with hatred, a coldness that could almost freeze the sun.

Bai Muyun's cold voice squeezed out from under the golden mask, and said in a deep voice: "However, I haven't forgotten it, and I won't forget it.

Song Yanqiu seemed to be really relieved, and when facing Bai Muyun, he was like a devout and repentant believer who fell at the feet of the Buddha.

Then, as soon as the conversation changed, he suddenly took a few steps closer, looked at Bai Muyun, who was trying his best to control his hatred and prevent him from exploding, and said in a deep voice:

When did you find out?