Volume 2, Chapter 127: Silent Farewell.
They are not poets, nor are they men of letters.
The hand that holds the knife, the stomach that can eat four and a half kilograms of rice in one meal.
There is also the girl who has never spoken, and the eldest lady who dares not say love.
They cannot write the meaning of "The Begonia Waits".
Eventually we will leave, and the wind will disrupt the four seasons under my pen.
They took the words out of their hearts and imprisoned them on a piece of white paper.
For the boy I once was.
At this moment, they took up their pens under the moonlight and scattered their longings all over the ground.
Only half a piece of paper was left, and the words wet by tears looked so pale and powerless.
Be it liking, loving, or even dependence.
The reluctance to part has never been a secret.
So they believed that Ye Tingmu would be able to understand their freehand paintings.
The paper is thin, but filled with longing.
The ink is very light, but also filled with deep emotions.
The winter wind cannot blow away my longing.
Letters are short but feelings are deep, they cannot express my true feelings.
This is a silent farewell.
But it is heavier than the wailing of tears.
Four letters were neatly placed on the table.
Guanqi took out a small shoulder bag.
Put it on gently.
She wanted to leave a memory for her brother.
Feng He also took out a handkerchief from his arms.
An ordinary handkerchief.
But he bought it himself.
In his memories, he would always look at his elder brother's yellowed handkerchief and say.
"Brother, let me buy you a new one."
I have been saying this for 10 years, but it still rings in my ears.
Qingfeng also took out a cloth bag from under the table.
The bag is very big, probably weighing more than 20 kilograms.
Inside was the dried meat that he had dried himself.
He doesn't give gifts.
But I still want to give something to my brother.
He didn't know what his eldest brother wanted.
It would be better to just give it to elder brother, since it is what he wants the most.
He likes to eat it, so my brother should like it too.
For the three of them, all of this was premeditated.
Because when Guanqi awakened, they already knew they had to leave.
But for Oriental Qingzhu.
Everything was too hasty.
She was not mentally prepared, so naturally she had no time to prepare.
Her delicate hand touched her chest.
Where is the jade pendant?
It was the piece I had when I first met Ye Tingmu.
It is also the beginning of the story.
It was because she used the jade as collateral that Ye Tingmu agreed to send her home.
Thinking about it now, everything is so incredible.
Ye Tingmu sent her home for money.
But in the end, I still didn't receive my money.
She gently took off the jade pendant.
This was left to her by her mother.
His father said, "Your mother told me to tell you that if you meet a boy you like in the future, give him this jade pendant. She will bless you from heaven and keep you safe and sound every day and every night."
She knew long ago who should receive this jade.
Do all this.
Several people came to the bedside again.
Looking at Jinghong, looking at Ye Tingmu.
Qingfeng reached out and poked Jinghong's face, all the while smiling.
Squinting his eyes.
Feng He gathered the quilt around Jing Hong.
He whispered, "Little sister, don't be naughty anymore. I can't block the knife for you anymore."
Qing Feng smiled and said, "I'm leaving now. Just pee as hard as you can. You can't pee on me anyway."
His tone was bitter and choked with sobs.
Whether it's playing oriental chimes or watching chess.
But he didn't say anything at this time.
I just want to take one more look, one more look.
I don’t know how much time passed.
Until the sky gradually turned white.
Feng He said in a deep voice: "It's almost time, it's time to go!"
Several people came to their senses.
Look out the window.
It’s time to go, otherwise they will wake up.
Several people took a deep breath.
Freeze the scene in front of you.
Locked tightly in my memory.
Dongfang Qingzhu mustered up his courage.
In front of the three people, he leaned over and gently tapped Ye Tingmu's forehead.
Then he went outside.
The three of them were stunned for a moment.
Especially the breeze.
Take a breath of cold air.
There was a hissing sound.
A hint of jealousy flashed across Guanqi's eyes, then disappeared in an instant.
Then he forced a smile.
Said: "Second brother, third brother, let's go too!"
Qingfeng and Fenghe nodded heavily.
"good!"
They looked back every few steps and walked out of the house.
The distance from the head of the bed to the door is only a few meters.
They walked for a full half minute.
Qingfeng closed the door gently, but still tried to take one more look through the half-open gap.
In the yard, Dahei had been waiting for a long time.
Next to it was a girl, Liu Yanyan.
But the Liu Yanyan today is no longer the Liu Yanyan of the past.
Instead, it restored some of the magic sword spirit's memories.
In the dark night.
A figure jumped down from the roof and came in front of Guanqi.
He tilted his head while watching chess.
Smiling face.
She called out sweetly, "Master Chef!"
Yue Mingfeng didn't say anything and kept his head down.
Guanqi knew what he wanted to do.
But she couldn't take him with her. Beyond three days, Yue Mingfeng couldn't go there now.
She slowly approached Yue Mingfeng.
She hugged him gently, and then said, "Master, I'm leaving. Can you take care of my brother for me?"
Her tone was soft, lingering in my ears.
Yue Mingfeng still didn't react.
After a long while, he asked, "How long...will we see each other again?"
Guanqi tilted his head and thought about it.
Said: "I don't know, but if Master Master misses me, just practice swordsmanship hard and break through to the Immortal Emperor. Then you should be able to find me. I will be at the other end of the boundary sea, and I will be there."
Yue Mingfeng subconsciously clenched his hands a little tighter.
He suddenly looked up and his eyes met with Guanqi's.
"I promise you, I will become the Immortal Emperor."
Guan Qi was stunned for a moment, and a trace of trance flashed in his eyes.
Then he smiled and said, "I was just kidding, Master Chef. I'll come back to see you when I'm done."
After saying this, she didn't wait for Yue Mingfeng to answer.
Instead, he turned around and looked at the house.
The candlelight was still flickering inside.
She shook her head and sighed again.
If possible, she really doesn't want to leave.
But she couldn't change it. The Way of Heaven was also the trajectory set by the Mother World Spirit.
The prophet, in the year of awakening, will ascend to heaven in a thousand years and face disaster in ten thousand years.
Whether it is her, Feng He, or Dongfang Qingzhu, they should all continue in this direction.
Although I don’t know what the final outcome will be.
But she believes that as long as she takes every step well.
The result will definitely be what you want.
She raised her delicate hand.
Fingertips dance lightly.
Rays of light appeared around him.
Finally, Dongfang Qingzhu, Fenghe, Qingfeng, Dahei and Liu Yanyan were enveloped in it.
She tapped her feet lightly.
The golden hair danced.
His face was full of sadness.
She is like a fairy, but better than that fairy.
Six figures headed towards the sky.
Guanqi gently closed his eyes.
A tear slipped quietly.
It turned into pearls shining with white light and fell down.
"Goodbye, brother!"
"Goodbye, human world!"
"I never regret being your mute sister for ten years, just like you never disliked me."
"We will meet again eventually, take care!"
Dongfang Qingzhu wept softly.
She is still a girl who has not experienced much of the world.
Compared with a few people, my life is too short.
There was determination in Qingfeng and Fenghe's eyes.
This time, Feng He is going to take control of the demon world again.
Qingfeng wants to attain enlightenment again and return to the top of the human race.
They will be there when the eldest brother ascends to heaven.
Cleanse the three realms of heaven.
Protection is always mutual.
Ye Tingmu protected them, and they also chose to protect him.
Yue Mingfeng sat limply on the ground.
Look at the sky.
The figure has disappeared.
Instead, the sky gradually turned white.
There was nothing there.
Cleaner than the night.
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