Chaofan came to an end 98 years ago. Following the death of Chen Yongjie's wife three years ago, his eldest son Chen Rui also passed away. A year later, his eldest daughter, the twin daughter Chen Fei, also passed away.
This was a big blow to Old Chen. It might not be correct to say that the old man was sending off the young, but as an old man with gray hair, he saw his two children, who also had white hair, pass away. He felt particularly sad and grief-stricken.
The brother and sister Chen Rui and Chen Fei were born at the end of the extraordinary era. Born in this era, they completely gave up their old skills after they became adults.
Of the brother and sister, one has his own business and has a lot of social engagements, while the other is devoted to scientific research, which is very exhausting. Even though they are surrounded by experts in the field of health preservation, neither of them lived past a hundred years old.
Aoki, who looks older than his master, lost his wife a few years ago and now accompanies Chen Yongjie every day.
Liu Huaian also advised his apprentice that life is like this and they need to let go.
Old Zhong counselled: "I have seen off three sons, two daughters, and more than a dozen grandchildren. I have also suffered, but in the end I became numb and used to it. One must be open-minded about life."
It has been 100 years since the end of Chaofan. A hundred years have passed, generations have come and gone, many people have disappeared over the years, and there are not many ordinary people of the same era.
This year, Zhong Cheng was 116 years old. He was 6 years younger than Wang Xuan. When they first met, it was in Qingmu's manor, and he was just a 16-year-old boy.
Now, he comes here again, very old and most of his teeth have fallen out.
He came to see Wang Xuan and also to meet his great-grandfather. Wang Xuan's residence was very close to here and could be reached by a short walk.
Looking at this familiar manor belonging to the Secret Road Organization, Zhong Cheng felt a little sad. He was still a handsome young man back then and had practiced with Wang Xuan.
At that time, he was full of vigor and vitality, but he was easily crushed by Wang Xuan. Her sister Xiao Zhong stepped forward to stop him in a hurry and almost got hit by a chest-bursting punch.
"Wang Xuan, you gave me a dream of becoming an immortal, but you failed to take me on the road after all." When he saw Wang Xuan again, he said with a tired smile.
Wang Xuan was also deeply touched. Time is indeed ruthless. In his impression, Zhong Cheng is always that young man, vigorous and energetic. Although he is the son of a chaebol, he has always yearned for the path of a swordsman, hoping that one day he can fly into the sky with a sword and tear a warship apart with his sword.
But now, he is so old, and everything seems to be just yesterday.
I still remember that the two of them got along very well after discussing with each other. Zhong Cheng asked him for advice on how to improve himself quickly, and even gave him his sister's photo album.
Comparing the past with today, the young boy's back is a little bent and he has become an old man with white hair.
"Good brother!" Wang Xuan hugged his shoulders. It had come to this day, and he didn't know what to say. Should he say that the road to becoming a sword immortal was promising? It was too late.
Zhong Cheng was a little sad, and said: "Why does time pass so quickly? The older I get, the more I miss the past. I have been to secret places with you, explored together, and entered your inner place to practice together, but I still grew old in the end. Those memories, those past events, seem to be not far away, and I seem to be still very young. But I know that my time is running out, and I will leave you soon. I especially want to come and see you this time, which can be regarded as my final farewell."
Such words are sad.
He also mentioned his sister. Zhong Qing is three years older than him. She is now 119 years old and in worse condition than him, so it is not suitable for her to travel far.
Wang Xuan looked towards the reed pond, where he and the brother had first met.
In his mind, Xiao Zhong still looked the same as she did back then, with her face plain, pure and pretty, standing on the lawn beside the reed pond, without any of the airs of a chaebol's son. But today her health is no longer good.
Back then, when Wang Xuan had just entered the extraordinary world, when Xinxing and the Sun family clashed, the brother and sister lent him the rare treasure that Lao Zhong had used for self-defense all year round, a beast skin bag that could hold everything. They were really trustworthy, so they had always had a close relationship with them.
"Great grandfather, I just couldn't survive you after all." Here, Zhong Cheng saw Lao Zhong, and this time he spoke directly to his face without fear of being beaten.
Old Zhong has some white hair now, but he should still have a few decades to live.
At this moment, he was also a little sad. After all, Zhong Cheng and Zhong Qing were his two favorite juniors. One of them had aged to this state, while the other could no longer travel far.
"Good boy, let me take another good look at you." Old Zhong held his hand, his calm heart was disturbed, as if he felt the same way when he sent his eldest son away.
"Great grandfather, take care of yourself. All my dreams of becoming a swordsman when I was young have turned into bubbles and are gone forever. I hope you can live a long time and eventually achieve immortality." Zhong Cheng said tiredly.
Two days later, after feeling a little better, he returned to Nova.
101 years after the end of Supernormal, clusters of flames rose up in the outer space of Old Land, and huge fluctuations of psychic energy occurred.
I haven’t found a photo of Zhong Cheng yet, so I’m sending you a photo of Zhong Qing. I don’t know how long it will take to be reviewed.
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