C92 (1/2)

Stars alternated, and the sun rose and set. Zi Feng finally arrived at the familiar town. When they were still some distance away from the town, Zi Feng had already landed on the ground and started to fly. Zi Feng discovered that his steps were getting heavier and heavier. He walked forward slowly, as if it was an arduous walk.

The wall in his memory had not changed at all. It was still as shabby as before, and no one paid any attention to it. Zi Feng walked to the arch below the city wall and could not help but turn his head to look at the path he had taken. He took a deep breath before walking forward.

The small town was still as deserted as it was in the past. Occasionally, there would be pedestrians passing by, so Zi Feng followed his memories and headed towards the girl's home. The street was still as shabby as before. After turning a corner, they would arrive at the girl's house. Zi Feng stood there for a moment, his hand caressing the corner of the wall, his eyes staring at the corner where their love was. Beneath those curvy and curvy words were shockingly a row of beautiful words that were a bit blurry. The dust on the surface that was brushed off by Zi Feng had finally been able to make out the blurry words. After seeing the words, Zi Feng's face turned deathly white as he looked at the words with an expression of disbelief.

After being stunned for a moment, Zi Feng quickly ran around the corner and headed towards the girl's house.

Standing at the already dilapidated entrance, Zi Feng astonishingly began to shed tears.

The memory of being blown away by the wind had deeply stung Zi Feng's heart. He had never felt such despair, even when facing death.

Zi Feng slowly squatted down before finally kneeling down and silently crying. The Netherworld and Little White quietly stood beside Zi Feng, silently looking at the dilapidated house. The interior was overgrown with weeds, and some of the roof tiles were broken. It was obvious that no one had lived here for a long time.

Right now, Zi Feng was regretting his irresponsible departure. He was regretting why he didn't come find him earlier, and why he waited for the so-called Three Year Agreement.

In an instant, all kinds of regret and reproach from Zi Feng were mixed in his heart. Tears fell drop by drop onto the land that had been dry for a long time. Faint dust floated in the air as if it was reminiscing about the past. Zi Feng, who was kneeling on the ground, clenched his fists tightly. He continuously hammered the ground as if he wanted to vent all the sadness in his heart.

The Netherworld cried out as he rubbed Zi Feng's body with his fluffy head, as if he was trying to comfort him.

After a long time, Zi Feng slowly raised his head and looked at the house that was on the verge of collapsing. ”I will find you no matter where you go.”

Remembering the graceful words left on the wall, Zi Feng's heart twitched. What do you mean we are not in the same world? You can't give me what I want. Goodbye, and don't look for me in the future.

Zi Feng thought over and over again about the words left behind by the girl before finally spitting out a mouthful of blood and powerlessly lying on the ground.

In his mind, he recalled the scenes of the past. It was the winter of that year, and she was still the girl of that year. It was the same story, but now that Zi Feng thought about it, it felt different. His thoughts were mixed with reluctance and hatred.

Although the Netherworld didn't understand why Zi Feng acted this way, he could clearly feel the heartbreaking pain. The Netherworld Spirit couldn't help but lower its body and quietly lie down next to Zi Feng. Lil 'White also obediently laid down.

The sky gradually darkened. Zi Feng was still lying there motionlessly. A man, a wolf, and a tiger quietly lay on the ground. It was a strange addition to the dilapidated courtyard.

Tonight's stars seemed to be brighter than before, and Zi Feng couldn't help but recall the story he had told the little beggar girl on the roof of the temple that night. Dry tears once again flowed down his face, and Zi Feng muttered: ”Xiang, do you know, I'm that little beggar back then, do you know?”

After saying that, he actually began shouting. There was a faint trace of despair mixed within this angry roar. Now that Zi Feng wanted to explain it to this girl, there was no chance for him to do so.

The row of words on the wall clearly showed the girl's determination to never see Zi Feng again. Otherwise, she wouldn't have written it so harshly. We're from completely different worlds and you can't give me what I want. Looking at the stars that covered the sky, Zi Feng silently closed his eyes.

When the sun once again covered the earth, Zi Feng stood up with difficulty and muttered: ”I want to go home, I want to go home.”

As he said this, Zi Feng seemed to have thought of something. When he entered the city yesterday, he inadvertently saw that the flag hanging on the city wall was different from what he remembered. At that time, he wholeheartedly wanted to see the girl, so he didn't think too much about it.

He hastily summoned his flying sword and flew away from this place that made him cry.

At the top of the clouds, Zi Feng was clad in a black robe. This was what he had seen when he left the valley. The white robe that he wore was actually given to him by blood, making it very fitting for him.

After a while, Zi Feng stood on his flying sword and saw the signboard with the words' Chu Residence 'written on it. The signboard had the words' Xi Men 'written on it.

This made Zi Feng realize that something big had happened, and his heart tightened with anxiety. Zi Feng found a secluded place and slowly descended. He then quickly walked toward the Ximen Estate. The Little White Netherworld was closely following Zi Feng's footsteps.

Standing in front of the door, Zi Feng couldn't help but think of the scene when his father brought him home many years ago. He stared at the vermilion door and the tall wall.

”Hey, you, I'm talking about you.” A hoarse voice startled Zi Feng, causing him to remember what he was doing. Zi Feng stared at the approaching soldiers as he asked with a dark expression, ”How did this Chu Clan become the Ximen Clan?”

Hearing the arrogant young man in front of him, the soldier turned around and said to the other soldier at the door, ”This brat is quite unreasonable, Chu Residence? That Chu Clan elder is already dead … ” Before the soldier could finish his words, the youth before him had already grabbed his neck and picked him up.

When Zi Feng heard the soldier's words, he was extremely agitated. He asked coldly, ”How is General Chu Xiaotian?”

The soldier grabbed by Zi Feng rolled his eyes. His face was red and he couldn't say a word. However, because of his silence, Zi Feng couldn't help but increase the power in his hands. However, when the soldier standing at the door saw his comrade, he shouted towards the door, ”The mighty general you spoke of, the mighty general of the previous dynasty, has long passed away. He was killed by our Patriarch of the Xi Men family.”