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That flat voice sounded slowly, and at the same time, Li Long and the middle-aged man only felt an irresistible force coming from all around, and the middle-aged man's storage bag flew up in an instant, automatically opening his mouth, and all the previous pills flew out of it and flew to the medicine cabinet one by one.

Then the two of them only felt a flower in front of them, and then the scenery in front of them also changed, and in an instant, the two people actually appeared dozens of miles away, and at this moment they looked at the gate of the capital in front of them, and they all looked incredulous.

The two of them glanced at each other, and after a long time, the middle-aged man took a deep breath, frowned, and said: "This person, don't provoke, it's better than being a teacher, if you can win it over, it will play a decisive role in the success of your great cause!"

When Li Long heard this, his face was shocked, and he said, "What does Shizun mean is that he is also an immortal cultivator?"

"Well, this person is not only a person who cultivates immortals, his cultivation is in Yin Yueguo, I am afraid it is also extremely strong, according to the old man's experience for many years, this person should have reached the legendary Yuanying realm, a person in that realm, if you want to destroy a country, it is an extremely simple thing!"

Li Long's face was shocked, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, and said: "Then if he can help me, then becoming the emperor of my country is not just around the corner?"

"It's hard to say about this matter, a senior like him with great magical powers, I'm afraid that he has already done it but has a mortal heart, doesn't ask about the world, and wants to invite him to help you, this matter is too difficult!"

After speaking, the middle-aged man slowly left. Li Long pondered for a moment, then turned away with a sigh.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, three years have passed, and in the past three years, Xiaohu has grown into a young man. Xiaohu's father, Wang Shu, was seriously ill two years ago, and although he was cured by Chu Ye, he felt tired, so Xiaohu took up the burden of the whole family.

For several years, Xiaohu has been in charge of winemaking every day, and in order to support the whole family, winemaking has become a part of Xiaohu's life, and there are fewer opportunities to come to Chuye's house. Every day is late at night, he will put down the busyness in his hands, carry a hundred medicinal wine to find Chu Ye, and drink the wine.

In the past three years, Chu Ye's hair has also turned a lot whiter, and many wrinkles have appeared on his forehead, and in addition, he has become even thinner. The waist plate was not as straight as it was at the beginning, all of this was forged by Chu Ye with spells. Otherwise, in this street, a person who will never grow old will surely cause everyone's surprise.

In the past few years, he has rarely refined alchemy. What I can do every day is to sit on a chair in the house, talk to Yang Hao, or look at the street outside the door in a daze.

Two years ago, Yang Hao's health suddenly deteriorated. coughed, persevered for two years, and gradually recovered a little under taking a large amount of pills, but his hair was already seventy percent white, and there were more around his face, and he looked older, and he spent every day looking at books.

In the past few years, Li Long has also come many times, and every time he comes, he will sit for a while and talk to Chu Ye and Yang Hao, and every time he comes, he will bring many good things and give them to the two of them.

Chu Ye understood that this was Li Long's intention to woo him, but after so many years of cultivation, he understood a lot about some worldly things, and he seemed even more indifferent to worldly things, he had been here for eight years, and now, he seemed to have forgotten that he was a monk, and completely regarded himself as a simple mortal.

He didn't care about some power struggles at all, even if Li Long was fighting for the position of emperor, even if the other person was a descendant of his Chu family, Chu Ye didn't intervene, he still drank the hundred medicinal wine brought by Xiaohu with Yang Hao every day, and when he had time, he went to the streets to walk, listen to tunes, listen to books, and even occasionally go back to Yichun Tower in a prosperous area to see the singer.

In the past eight years, Chu Ye has seen a lot of people, but when he first entered the city, the woman and the dying child he saw seemed to have disappeared and never seen them again, and the cloud and star also seemed to have disappeared, and they were never seen again.

Gradually, Chu Ye also forgot about them from his mind, and in the blink of an eye, another year passed.

This year, the weather became extremely bad, in September, the sky began to snow heavily, this snow fell for more than half a month, at first it was small, and gradually became a goose feather snow, this year there were many monks in the capital, they cleared the snow in the city.

People take food as the sky, because the snow is too heavy, and Chu Ye on the same street many shops are facing bankruptcy, walking, staying, many people know that Chu Ye is a big family, is rich, so the people who borrow money from Chu Ye have gradually increased, over time, in the entire street, half of the shops belong to Chu Ye alone.

The snow outside was falling heavier, Xiaohu walked in from the door, carried the hundred medicine wine, entered the house, put the hundred medicine wine on the table, and said, "Uncle Chu, you are old, drink less wine." ”

Chu Ye nodded, watching Xiaohu leave busily again, still staring blankly at the door, and after a long time, he stood up and said to Yang Hao, "Let's go out for a walk?"

Yang Hao's hand holding the book trembled slightly, slowly put the book aside, and stood up slowly, Chu Ye supported him and walked out.

"My body is gone, I don't have a few years to live!"

In a restaurant, Chu Ye and Yang Hao sat at the table prepared for them by the boss, leaning against the pillar, listening to the sound of storytelling in their ears, and looking at each other calmly.

"After so many years, do you regret it?" Yang Hao asked softly.

"Yes, after so many years, I don't have any regrets, it's just that ah, more loneliness, less excitement, what should be left will be ...... after all"

Yang Hao glanced at Chu Ye and said softly, "Half a month ago, you saved that kid and died!"

As this sound fell, the wind outside the window seemed to be stronger, rolling up some withered yellow leaves, floating through the window, because the window was not closed tightly, and the wind poured in, making Chu Ye wrap his clothes.

His face was very calm, and he said: "I, I have no regrets, I think clearly, my original attachment may be wrong, but my process is right!"

"Do you feel perfect?" Yang Hao breathed deeply, his voice trembling a little.

"It's perfect, I feel different emotions, I feel a lot!" Chu Ye took a sip of wine gently, leaned back in his chair, and looked at Yang Hao.

Night gradually fell, the restaurant was about to close, Chu Ye stood up, walked to Yang Hao's side, supported him, and left slowly.

The two bleak backs, in the wind and snow, supported each other and walked away......

Not long after the two left, Yang Hao walked out slowly, looked at the backs of the two staggering steps, and sighed softly, "Uncle Chu and Uncle Yang, they are getting older and older!"

His eyes were a little rosy, these days, every time Chu Ye and Yang Hao left home to go to a restaurant, Xiaohu would follow closely, for fear that something would happen to the two of them.

He gradually understood that Uncle Chu and Uncle Yang, I don't know when, have gray hair and have stepped into old age!

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better!] (To be continued.) )