1709: C1709

C1709

In a small village, there were all Xiao Yu's friends and descendants.

Feng Wu and Mo Li were the first to appear, followed by Ye Jiuqiong, fox girl Qing Er, Han Ningyan, Ling Long, Ye Wuming ?

Familiar faces appeared one after another, when they saw Xiao Yu and the rest, their eyes were filled with tears.

They immediately surrounded him, attracting a group of villagers to watch from afar, thinking that some great figure had arrived.

It's been twenty thousand years. You've been gone for twenty thousand years. With tears in his eyes, Ye Jiuqiong walked forward and gave Xiao Yu a fierce hug.

"You are... Xiao Hei is Little White? " Feng Wu sized up the two boys and girls behind him, and was startled, obviously not daring to believe it.

"Aunt Wu!"

The two little fellows who had grown up also cried out and threw themselves into Feng Wu's embrace.

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!" A few more strands of white hair appeared on the side of Mo Li's hair. He didn't say much, and only tightly held onto the Blood Scale and Moyu's hands.

The Blood Scale and Moyu seemed to have something stuck in their throats.

After leaving for so many years, if there was anyone in this world who could be considered to be their family, it would be Feng Wu and Linglong.

Back then, at the Rebirth Hall, they had lived together for a period of time. At that time, Xiao Hei was still wearing open slacks, and it seemed like she would never grow up.

In an instant, the entire village became lively. A group of children of all sizes were called over to pay their respects to Xiao Yu and the Blood Scale.

Even Xiao Hei Xiaobai had become a figure of his ancestors in front of the descendants of his old friends. The few of them were too embarrassed to do so, so they all made their moves. With their Martial Saints' cultivations, they washed the flesh of the village's juniors.

"What about my father and mother?" After greeting his old friends, Xiao Yu asked about his parents. He didn't use his spiritual will to search for them, in front of this little village and these old friends, he only wanted to be an ordinary mortal.

The two old men have been waiting for your return every day for the past few years. Mo Li sighed, even he could not help but feel sad.

Xiao Yu's parents had been waiting for Xiao Yu's return for the past twenty thousand years. Although their younger generations would normally respect Xiao Wantian as their own elder, how could they make up for the loss of their bloodline?

With that sentence, Xiao Yu became a little sad. He nodded and asked for the location of his parents. Then, he walked forward alone, towards the back of the village.

Behind the village, there was a bamboo forest. It seemed abnormally quiet. Xiao Yu silently advanced forward, his footsteps actually feeling extremely heavy.

After walking for a short while, a few thatched cottages appeared within the bamboo forest. Xiao Yu had yet to approach them, but he was already stunned there.

It was already late winter, and the heavy snow had already dyed the green bamboo forest white. There was a small courtyard in front of the huts, with a snowman in it, isolated in the wind and snow.

A woman carefully added snow to the snowman's body.

"Are you making snowmen again?" With a helpless sigh, a figure with a head full of white hair walked out from the room, putting on a set of clothes for the woman.

The woman replied with a smile, "When Yuer was young, he loved to build snowmen. In the past, when he was still at Lin Family, the other children had nothing in the Yuer. The other children of the Lin Family were given their birthdays in an unusually grand manner.

The woman's eyes held memories, and there was a gratified smile on her lips: "But Yuer was very sensible since young, in order to let me feel at ease, he told me that he likes to make snowmen and that he doesn't want anything, so long as I accompanied him to make a snowman every year. Every year after that, as long as we get close to his birthday and catch up to the snow, he and I will definitely make a snowman together. "

Listening at the side, Xiao Yu's eyes were already moist.

Back then, when he was still in the Lin Family, when he was still young, he did not even recover the memories of his previous life. Unexpectedly, even after twenty thousand years had passed, Lin Yurou was still able to clearly remember the matters of his youth.

"I was the one who didn't take good care of you all. All those years, I caused you all to suffer." Xiao Wantian's eyes revealed an apologetic look.

Lin Yurou shook his head lightly, and laughed lightly: "Thinking back to it now, I don't feel bitter at all. At least, during those days, Yuer was always by my side, and now it's snow again. I wonder who would build a snowman for him after he's been gone for so long?"

Although Xiao Wantian knew that his wife was thinking of his son, he didn't know how to comfort her. He could only silently hug her shoulders, accompanying her in the snow.

"Father, mother!" Xiao Yu could no longer endure, his eyes red, he shouted loudly.2

What Ninth Heaven Sovereign, what invincible Eternal Heaven, at this moment, no one could be compared to this close family relationship that was thicker than blood and water.

"I think I heard the Yuer's voice?" Lin Yurou was startled, he did not dare believe what he heard, and raised his head to look at Xiao Wantian.

"You miss Yuer too much." Xiao Wantian shook his head. Even though he seemed to have heard Xiao Yu's voice, wasn't he himself as well?

"Father, mother, it's me, Yuer is back!"

Xiao Yu rushed through the snow with hot tears in his eyes. At this moment, he seemed to have lost all his cultivation, he was just an ordinary person.

"Yuer, it's really Yuer!" The tears in Lin Yurou's eyes instantly fell like rain. Disregarding everything else, she lifted her long skirt and ran towards Xiao Yu. Xiao Wantian followed closely behind.

Xiao Yu who used to travel across borders with a single step, now seemed to have ran thousands of cycles of reincarnation in a short few tens of meters.

He rushed to his parents, knelt down heavily, and choked with sobs, "Father, mother, Yuer is unfilial. I was unable to accompany you for long periods of time, and made you wait for so many years!"

He had lived for hundreds of thousands of years. He did not kneel to the heavens, nor did he kneel to the earth.

"Yuer, quickly get up." Lin Yurou and Xiao Wantian anxiously helped Xiao Yu up. Lin Yurou's tears flowed like a stream as he reached out his hand to gently caress Xiao Yu's face, as if he wanted to see how great of a change Xiao Yu had undergone over the past twenty thousand years. His gaze couldn't move away from's face.

Although Xiao Wantian was only standing at the side, he also turned his head and secretly wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes.

"Yuer, even after so many years, you still haven't changed. Father and Mother, however, are already old." Seeing that there were no traces of time on Xiao Yu's face, Lin Yurou revealed a smile.

When he got close, Xiao Yu could see that there were traces of white hair on Lin Yurou's head and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. When she looked at Xiao Wantian again, her hair had already turned white.

His parents did not have much cultivation in the first place, so forcing them to live for ten thousand years with divine medicines was already rare, but now, with the White-clothed Hall Master helping them once again, they had reached their limits, and both of them had started to age.

"Mother, you and Father will not be old. I will make you live with the Heavens and Earth, and shine with the light of the sun and the moon!" Xiao Yu reached out his hand and caressed Lin Yurou's hair.

In an instant, the long hair that had lost its luster had turned black and translucent. The wrinkles that appeared at the corner of her eyes also disappeared, allowing her to return to her original look when she was young.

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