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"Do you really want to leave?"

The eaves of the night, the moon hangs high.

Somewhere in the Kunlun Mountains, among the classical and traditional houses and shrines, above the eaves of a house, Yongtu asked with a sigh while looking at the figure in front of him.

In front of him, the uninhibited tall figure was sitting casually on the eaves, pulling the straw rope that fastened the wine gourd, sipping the wine, and then wiping his mouth with a smile:

"Ah, yeah."

Seeing him like this, Yongtu was slightly silent, and then he also looked at the night and the moon.

The world shines in Kunlun, peaceful and beautiful.

"You don't have to be like this at all."

After a moment of silence, Yongtu finally looked at him and said.

"Come on, I know my injury best, whether I can survive in front of you for a moment now is a question."

The bold figure didn't care and smiled softly, dragged the draft rope, and the wine fell into his throat.

"Big brother said, he has a way to recover your strength."

Yongtu paused and said slowly, but he didn't see the surprise or the desire to regain his strength from the opponent's face. On the contrary, he was free and relieved.

"I know, if it is that lord, there must be a way, but ah..."

He sighed and smiled, shook the wine gourd gently, and patted his leg.

"You have to pass through so many illusions... No, it's called a scene now. There is a silver lining. Midnight is in the developing stage. It's not worth wasting so much on me."

Then he completely lay on his back on the roof of the tile, looking at the moon hanging high, resting his hands comfortably.

"Furthermore, anyway, the midnight watchman now has capable people and strangers from outside of China, and it is not bad for me, the night watchman who is about to retire."

"To be such a person must be a broad-minded generation, and they won't care about such things."

Yongtu said slowly, and sat beside him.

"But, I care."

He smiled gently, and gently shook his cocked Erlang legs.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and the bright moon hung above the Kunlun night sky, which made people sigh.

No matter from ancient times to the present, for a long time, this eternal moonlight is bright on the dark night.

"Do you really want to leave?"

Without knowing it, the topic went to the beginning again.

"Ah, yeah."

He answered again with a smile, and then spoke softly:

"This may not be a good opportunity. That lord is really a big man with a heart for the common people. It is estimated that something has happened before choosing to establish Midnight."

Yongtu sat next to him, silently listening to him talking to himself without speaking.

"But ah..... Actually, I am still more used to the days in the bamboo forest before, not as a responsible night watchman, but as a prodigal son who wants to do whatever he wants."

He slowly closed the corners of his eyes, and smiled unconsciously at the corners of his mouth, seeming to miss that time.

"and so....."

Opening his eyes, he looked at Yongtu and laughed:

"I'm leaving."

Yongtu looked at him, his eyes were resolved.

Suddenly turning over, he stretched his body, pressing his sword hilt, looking at the distant Kunlun, that was another world.

"It has been 20 years since the founding of China, and the night bureau was established for 20 years. I really don't know what Jiang Jiang is doing, whether Lin Lang has helped him, and what is Xiaochuan doing..."

He smiled and muttered longingly, and then at the moment when he wanted to fly into the night, Yongtu stopped him.

"Blue Nightmare."

"Ok?"

The figure called ‘Blue Nightmare’ turned his head with a smile, and put his hand on the ancient sword at his waist.

"Are you still unable to let go of the wife of the old hair?"

"Ah, yeah,"

Qing Yan admitted and smiled frankly, sighed in a low voice, and then smiled freely at the yongtu:

"After all, you also know that I am a prodigal in love."

"Well, that big brother asked me to tell you something?"

"Ok?"

On the eaves of the night, facing the curiosity in Qing Yan's eyes, Yongtu slowly watched him open his mouth:

"She may have descendants alive."

In that moment, Yongtu saw that the pupils of this man who claimed to be the prodigal son of love were slightly enlarged~www.ltnovel.com~ should be regarded as yours..."

"Anyway, I already have a grandson or granddaughter?"

Qing Yan looked at a piece of jade pendant and muttered to herself softly, but Yongtu didn't speak, and was silent for a while before asking:

"Do you have any plans for the future?"

Listening to his words, Qing Yan was slightly lost in thought, then turned around and smiled:

"Planning...? No plans, go see her offspring, help you see the night game, right..."

He slowly squeezed the jade pendant in his hand, braided tassels, as if seeing someone's silhouette under candlelight, his voice was full of self-supporting, soft laughter, whether it was bitter or nostalgic:

"If I get married again, I will never find another lady with a stubborn personality."

After speaking, he squeezed the hilt of the sword, then leaped forward and left a farewell to Yongtu.

"gone!"

At the moment when he fell like the Kunlun Mountains and far away from the Midnight Shrine, he turned his head and took a last look. He knew that after leaving here, he returned to the real mundane world.

"Nothing..."

He spoke softly, then looked up again to see his direction.

Decades of farewell to the mortal world, and then to the mortal world...

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and then.....

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It's a team scene.

The girl forcibly supported her body, looked at the two of them together, gritted her teeth and raised the light again, just before being besieged...

Then at this moment, a figure holding Gu Jian Qingfeng cut out the sword gas from the side to stop the two people, and greeted the vigilant girl with some embarrassment:

"Why, little girl, it's pitiful that the uncle is alone, too, okay if you take me..."