The atmosphere is solemn among the maple leaves.

The wind blew, and several maple leaves fell, floating around.

From a certain perspective, they seem to be memories in people's minds.

When the maple leaves fall, it is like people's memories appearing. In an instant, their thoughts are turning and falling, and their hearts are swaying;

After landing on the ground, as time passes, the maple leaves are buried in dust and mud, and they will reveal their original appearance.

Just like the memory buried deep in my mind, I don’t know when I can be dug out...

However, the world changes, and the clouds and the dogs are gone.

The maple leaves buried in dust and mud were unconsciously decomposed and fragmented in the soil, and eventually turned into nutrients and nourished the land.

The difference is that memory is sealed to a deep end, but it does not seem to be missing any of it.

As time passes, the expression of all emotions in the memory buried deep in my mind is actually deeper because of the intervals of time!

It's so deep that it's unbearable.

...

Li Xiaolang stood there blankly, motionless, his eyes were extremely empty, and he almost lost all his spirit.

A middle-aged man sat next to him.

In the short time when Li Xiaolang recovered his memory, Li Dalang had changed from a young man to a middle-aged man. According to this trend, he would soon become an old man covered with wrinkles on his face.

——Without losing his cultivation, the disguise spells he had been using began to gradually become invalid.

His life span was constantly absorbed by the seeds of the Spirit Tree Demon, and there was not much left. He had always used magic to disguise himself as a young man to avoid making Li Xiaolang suspicious.

Not far away, the bald old man sat on the ground dyingly.

Previously, he thrust his thighs with a dagger, and countless drops of blood splattered, causing the maple leaves around to be stained with the more dazzling red. These bright reds bloomed in the forest like roses, making people feel trembling.

There are still tombstones, maple leaves, and wine here, but the silence around has spread this strange atmosphere to the extreme. With the swaying shadows of the trees, this strangeness continues to rise in the forest and is finally pushed to its peak.

The bald old man's arm was hanging down weakly, and the rattle fell to the ground, unable to make the previous "Bangbang" sound.

After self-harm, he took out a rattle and tried to arouse Li Xiaolang's memory by reappearing old things and things. It seems that Li Xiaolang, who had just become a cultivator, quickly broke through the seal and obtained the sealed memory.

"The immortal... remembered it?...haha...ha..."

The extremely injured bald old man was as angry as a wandering spring and had a hideous face.

After waiting for so many years, isn’t it just waiting for this day?

After feeding the elixir given by the middle-aged cultivator to his son, his son's injuries were temporarily stopped... However, a few days later, his son still died and was unable to turn the world back.

He wanted to take revenge, but found that Li Xiaolang seemed to have forgotten everything.

So, he had a new purpose.

——Destroy his whole family! Remind him of the past!

He felt Li Xiaolang's daily life, and his unwillingness and anger in his heart grew stronger for a long time, like a volcano, resting his energy and waiting for the moment when the magma erupted into the sky.

Killing Li Xiaolang's father was an eruption, and planning was another eruption...

"Supreme immortal... take a look... I... ha..."

Li Xiaolang looked dull and stood there motionless like a piece of wood. After learning the truth, he still couldn't accept this heavy fact.

Li Xiaolang ignored the old man's words.

"So that's the case... it's all because of me..."

Finally, Li Xiaolang muttered to himself something, slowly lowered his head to look at his own hands, shaking his head in disbelief.

"Why are there so much blood..."

His eyes were empty and his palm was dull and he looked at his palm without any blood. He suddenly grabbed his sleeve and planned to wipe his palm.

"How could it be...so many..."

Li Xiaolang's expression was extremely strange, like a devilish mania. He grabbed the sleeves with one hand and wiped the other hand frantically.

"Why...can't you wipe it off..."

His eyes became wider and wider, and the horror in his heart seemed to turn into substance and surged out of his heart. Before he knew it, he was becoming more and more crazy and even started to activate the spiritual power in his body.

"I did all these...I can't wipe it off...I can't wipe it off!"

He growled and wiped his palm wildly. His spiritual power exploded directly. His sleeves collapsed into powder under the attack of this spiritual power. The residue scattered with him as the center and drifted all over the sky.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Seeing that the sleeves used to wipe his palms were damaged, he roared wildly, kneeling on the ground and hammering the ground.

Under his full force, small pits soon appeared on the ground, and the maple leaves around were blown away by the wind brought by spiritual power, leaving behind this bumpy open space.

In the end, he lay on the ground as if exhausted.

The bald old man was so angry that he tried hard to squeeze out a smile as he witnessed this scene. This smile combined with the injuries on his lower body, which suddenly made the atmosphere even more weird.

"...Congratulations to the immortal... you killed your father... and you also killed your brother..."

When the words rang, Li Xiaolang did not react. He just lay motionless on the ground, as if he had died.

“…Haha…you ruined everything…”

Suddenly, the bald old man raised his eyebrows and found that Li Xiaolang had actually sat up.

Li Xiaolang's eyes gradually regained his spirit, and the confusion and emptiness seemed to have left here with the wind blowing in the forest. At this moment, his heart was clear.

Li Dalang has become an elderly person and will die soon after. Looking at his brother who is so weak that he can't speak, Li Xiaolang felt thoughtful.

He lowered his head and looked at his palm...

--"greedy!"

Suddenly, he raised his right palm and slapped his left leg with all his strength to activate the spiritual power in his body.

The left leg is ruined.

--"Selfish!"

The severe pain from his left foot seemed to not affect him. He had no expression on his face and slapped his right leg with another palm.

The right foot is ruined.

--"hypocritical!"

A palm hit the left arm, and the left arm was ruined.

--"……it's over."

He closed his eyes and raised his palm high toward the Tianling Cap. If this palm was successfully slapped, his life would be over.

But the palm was hanging in the air and unable to move.

...

...

The maple trees seemed to stop shaking and dared not speak out to break the silence.

Two figures appeared in the forest.

One, wearing a mask, stretched out his finger at Li Xiaolang not far away, solidifying the space around him so that he could not move.

The other one was a little girl with silver hair. She looked at the scene around her with surprise in her eyes.

"Boss, didn't you just say that he was born with a greedy soul? He should be very greedy... Why did he seem to be unhappy at all after getting what he wanted?"

Looking at Li Xiaolang's tragic appearance full of injuries, Bingdie stared at her big eyes, very puzzled. However, Jiang Li, the mask, touched her little head and shook her head.

"Do you know, there is another kind of greed called 'protecting everything you want to protect'..."

"Ah? Boss, what do you mean is that this greedy and selfish guy actually wants to protect his family?..."

Just when Bingdie seemed to understand and thoughtful, Jiang Li, the masked man turned his head and looked at the person who suddenly walked into the forest from not far away.

She walked step by step,

Stabilizing steps,

Expressionless face.

——Li Xiaolang’s wife.

"Hey, master..."

Bingdie's face changed slightly, and she frowned and stared at the ordinary person walking over. Her inner uneasiness began to rise and her expression became more and more serious!

The mask Jiang Li didn't say anything, but just watched her come quietly.

Li Xiaolang's wife took a step, and the slow pace seemed to have some pattern, which made the aura of this ordinary mortal begin to become strange.

"Is it comfortable to watch the show?"

The sleeves were windless, and the nearby maple leaves flew up in an instant. She looked at Jiang Li and Bingdie with expressionless faces and continued to walk.
To be continued...