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In Xuan's eyes, a long lost three gouyu, slowly fell on the ground, still silent.

Today, he wore a dress that he had not worn for a long time. It was the style of his body during the Warring States period. The black yuzhibo family robe and the Pu fan nationality emblem on the back were clearly visible in the moonlight.

He walked forward with no purpose, but simply walked in the clan land. He turned his head. It was dark in that direction, and there were countless houses blocking the sight. But in his eyes, two yuzhibo people who were sleeping were dead.

Wearing a mask, Yu Zhibo and Tu didn't notice his eyes. He passed through the wall silently and went to another place. In his hands, there are six more writing wheel eyes.

Xuan took back his eyes and went deep.

"Goodbye Yuzhibo people. You once dominated the world of tolerance, but you have come to the end. Your claws and teeth have been broken, and you have become attached to wood leaves. Do you expect this day to come? " Xuan walked slowly, and a new yuzhibo people fell down. The air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

Yuzhibo weasel, with a short blade in his hand, walks towards his home with a heavy step. Only by killing his father, who is the chief of yuzhibo clan, can the yuzhibo clan be leaderless and complete the task tonight.

Xuan walked through one place and slowly stepped into the cemetery of yuzhibo. Here, some of yuzhibo's predecessors had been buried. They were not willing to enter Muye's cemetery, so they were buried in their own clan land.

He went to the front and stood in front of an old tomb. The cemetery had been overgrown with weeds for many years and had not been cleaned for a long time. It seemed that after Yu Zhibo was in a tense situation, they did not even care about the graves.

Sangouyu spins slowly. The name on the tombstone is yuzhibofeng, a name that has been forgotten now. Even few people in yuzhibo's family mention him.

Xuan sat down so simply, as if chatting: "fengchanglao, I'm back. I'm back to send Yu Zhibo the last ride. But you can't see. When you chose to stay in the leaves, did you think that there would be such a day in the future, because it should not be. After all, the leaves were full of hope, just like the rising sun... "

Xuan lightly left his mouth, there is a continuous stream of small talk, sometimes talking to the dead is the most convenient, because the other side will only listen, will not refute you, also can not refute you.

Since many years ago, the number of people who can talk with him on an equal footing has become less and less. The whole tolerance world is his descendants. Apart from Shuihu and yuzao, who can also chat with him in an ordinary manner, he is seldom interested in saying too much to others because others can't understand it.

This situation has become more serious since Yu Zhibo died. His only friend died, which made Xuan feel the vicissitudes of time.

It is not a physical aging, but a change in the mind. When you watch the world change strangely under your familiarity, when you die one after another with your peers and even later generations of ninjas, the loneliness is something that young people can't understand.

It is said that the old people often love memories, because they have left the best years there, and the world does not belong to them.

Xuan did not have a bad feeling towards Yu zhibofeng, the former elder, even if he had chosen to lead many people to stay in Muye.

It's just a choice And the choice needs to bear, and now is the time for them to pay the price for the original choice.

Xuan raised his head and looked at the blood red full moon through the gap between the leaves, and said faintly: "in fact, if you think about it carefully, your choice was not right. There is a kind of trust charm between the pillars. If he didn't die so early, maybe Yu Zhibo's result would be different Who knows. "

"I still remember the scene when we worked together during the Warring States period. You are very good at internal affairs. If it wasn't for you, Yu Zhibo would have been bankrupt in successive years of wars. 80% of the people would have died of starvation due to lack of food. All these are your credit."

"I heard that you were elected to be the patriarch after you stayed. However, because you were too old, you died within a few years. Because you did not have a son, the position of the patriarch fell into the hands of yuzhibo Fuyue's grandfather. You are also full of tragedy."

The sound reverberated in the silent cemetery, revealing an ethereal mood, as if it had spread to another world.

Around the old pine and cypress trees swaying with the wind, pine needles scattered on the ground, adding to the desolation of the cemetery.

In the distance, Yuzhi Boyu walks to his house with a short blade in his hand. His feet stop. His hand holding the short blade trembles. His heart is still tangled, and his blood red three hook jade is full of struggle.

He didn't want to take this step Even if he has many of his own, it is his parents who are in this house.

Even if he knew that even if he didn't do it himself, Muye just let them go, but how did he do it

The cold wind attacked, but he could not feel a little cold, because his heart had already been cold.

After half a sound, he stepped out of this step, silent into the door, silent into the living room And quietly opened the parents' room.

Then his eyes contracted fiercely. In the dark room, two figures sat cross legged and looked at him calmly."Weasel You're here. " The voice of Yu Zhibo, who is also his father, is the outlet of his rich voice.

"Father, mother, you..." The weasel was shocked. His voice was a little confused. He didn't even know what to say. Why and why his parents, who should have been sleeping, sat solemnly, as if they were waiting for themselves.

"Surprised In fact, I am a little bit, but weasel, no one in the world is a fool, don't say It doesn't mean that you don't know. Your appearance means that Muye has decided to start, Yu Zhibo Is it the end of the road? "

The weasel's body trembled slightly, its head bowed, and its blood red eyes were extremely complicated and did not answer.

Yu Zhibo Fuyue shook his head and said, "forget it, sit down. I'm not too surprised that this day will come. I've been expecting it since the day when the body of waterstop was found."

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