Chapter 287 (1/2)

Once upon a time, he was so young, and once owned a cavity of blood, want to become a strong, proud in this world?

But in the end?

Whether it is people, or time will be his sharp edges and corners to grind flat, now he is only decadent, where there is a young age of Sasaki?

”Sometimes you don't take it for granted. Sometimes, there are things you can't control and can't do. At that time, will your choice be like what you say now?”

Song in the clouds sighed, the breeze blowing his disordered hair, revealing the clear outline. The heroic youth in those years have not seen that trace of style, only decadence and vicissitudes are engraved on his face.

”Is such a decadent life what our predecessors want? If you can do it again, will you still choose to do so? ” If you don't want to make wine, why don't you make it

”Sometimes, once you decide, you never have a chance to come back...”

”No! I don't think so! ” Ye Chen said resolutely: ”it's just that the obsession in the mind of the elder has not been put down. As long as the elder is willing to come back, who will stop it? Even if someone stops it, as long as the elder is firm, it can't be stopped. ”

Ye Chen looked at the song in the cloud deeply. Then he put a pot of song in the cloud on the boulder and said, ”it's a great honor for the younger generation to know the elder. I hope you can think about it well. If you miss it, you will not have it again. Don't let your limited life leave you regret...”

Ye Chen turns to leave. Song in the cloud looks at the emaciated figure. His eyes are blurred and flickering. Ye Chen's words are echoing in his mind.

Yunzhongge took up the wine in his hand and drank it wildly. After drinking one pot, he drank another pot left by Ye Chen. The lofty sentiments in the wine seemed to touch the heartstrings of song in cloud, making the eyes of song in cloud clear.

That decadent eyes become clear, gradually have a spirit, full of fighting spirit!

Song in the cloud picked up a branch from the ground, danced and took the branch as the sword. He sang aloud: ”the desert smoke flies in the yellow sand, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers dream thousands of times, and the lofty sentiments of the sword are in the sky. I am not willing to spend my dream wandering, walking and singing. I will live up to the hard-working people in those years and have a happy life!”

When the breeze blows, song in the cloud is full of heroic spirit. Although he is holding a branch in his hand, he seems to be holding a sword. He has a kind of heroic feeling of a sword!

”Marching on the song, walking on the song, live up to the hard-working people of that time, carefree life...” Ye Chen heard the voice of song in the cloud from afar. Looking back, although he could not see the figure of song in the cloud, he could feel the heroic momentum.

Ye Chen smiles. Song in the cloud can let go of obsession and come out again. Ye Chen is also looking forward to what kind of frenzy the song in the cloud will set off in the future.

Ye Chen resolutely left without looking back. He knew that maybe they would meet again in the future.

By the stream, the song in the clouds looked at his reflection in the water, and saw the decadent appearance of vicissitudes. His eyes were full of disgust.

Poop!

Song in the clouds jumped into the river. He wanted to wash the past and start a new life journey.

In the hut, yunzhongge cleaned himself up, shaved off his long beard, combed his hair, and changed his clean clothes. With his right hand turned over, a long sword appeared in his hand. On the scabbard, a real dragon roamed the sky and walked in the clouds.

”Man, long time no see. Would you blame me for burying you for so long?” Song in the cloud caresses the sword in his hand, just like touching his lover.