Mr. Yang was taken back and lay peacefully on the bed, with messy white hair and wrinkled skin. His old face was engraved with vicissitudes and witnessed the wasted years.

Little Yang Lan lay down beside the bed, with her little fingers clenched her mouth, and looked at Yang Ge Lao curiously. Although she was thirty-three years old, she was still two or three years old. She was confused and ignorant, ignorant of the world, and did not know where her mother had gone, nor did she know why her father was so sad.

Ye Chen silently left the door without saying a word. Before leaving, he did not forget to give Yang Fan a few instructions to take good care of Yang Ge Lao, and then went to [    www.xbqg5200.co] tomb the old tomb.

The imperial concubine is still here, just as respectful as she was back then. In the past thirty-three years, as a soul body, she has improved a lot of cultivation, but the world has no spirit and has not yet made a breakthrough.

Ye Chen saw the reincarnated Qin Xiong, like an ice sculpture, motionless. The pre-Qin emperor of the past lies for hundreds of years, and the only breath left was still under the seal.

On the other hand, the imperial concubine wanted to speak but stopped several times, and waited for another thirty-three years. She wanted to ask Ye Chen when she could leave and when she could resurrect Qin Xiong, but she didn't ask any questions. She would leave when she should leave. She had been waiting for hundreds of years, so she didn't mind waiting for another hundred years.

Ye Chen knew her mood, but he didn't know how long he would have to wait.

Soon, he left the ancient tomb and left the imperial concubine with a lot of cultivation experience.

At night, Yang Xuan and the other two came to the small garden, each carrying wine jars.

For thirty-three years, Dugu Sword Saint, the sword maniac in troubled times and Tiangang Yang Xuan, who have become famous in the world, have also shown their old age, and have lost their sharpness and returned to nature.

This time, the three of them were silent and did not ask when they could go to the world of cultivation, or whether to go or not, it was no longer important. After living for a long time and experiencing more things in the world, the heart of a strong man has gradually been buried by time, and it would be great to be euthanized.

It was not until late at night that the three of them left and took advantage of the moonlight to leave Zhuxian Town. It has been thirty-three years since I was still looking for a look outside and visit my old friends who are still alive.

In the garden, only Ye Chen was left, holding the wooden blocks, and carving them with one knife and one stone.

In the early morning, autumn is getting stronger and leaves fall.

Today, not many people are divining, and Yang Ge Lao, who was the first to come in the past, may not have seen anyone for a long time, may he still lie on the hospital bed, may he locked himself in the room, pulled his dilapidated erhu to commemorate Xia Lan and mourn the past love.

It was not until the third day that I saw him taking to the street, leaning on a cane and leading Xiao Yanglan.

When the people see it, they will inevitably sigh.

The warm family of three in my memory is now only two left, and it looks sad.

Grandpa, I will give you food!

The little guy is very sensible, innocent and innocent, just like Xiao Yangfan back then, with his toes on his toes, holding the hot buns in his hands, and handing them to Ye Chen. Lingche's big eyes looked like her mother Xia Lan, watery.

And Mr. Yang Ge just kept stroking Yang Lan's little head. The smile of a kind father was a bit far-fetched, and his turbid eyes were faintly shining with tears.

Until now, his daughter has never known that her mother has left.

"I'm going to visit the grave again?" Ye Chen buried his head and bite the bun. In the slightest bite, he glanced at the erhu that Lao Yang was carrying.

"She likes to listen." Yang Ge Lao smiled hoarsely.

"The deceased is gone, so I am sad." Ye Chen said lightly.

Old Yang Ge smiled and said nothing. He led Xiao Yang Lan to the outside of the town. Every step he took was trembling. Compared to his old age, Xiao Yang Lan was more energetic and jumped all the way, and sometimes giggled, like a little elf.

Ye Chen has seen her seal more than once, and it is very strong. Thirty-three years have passed, and there is no sign of defeat. It is much stronger than Xia Lan's Yin-Yang Immortal Pattern.

Time passed, and under the dim night, Ye Chen began to pack up his clothes.

Yang Ge Lao and Xiao Yang Lan are back, one old and one young, reflecting the light of the twilight, which is very bleak. Lao Yang should have seen it openly. The laws of birth, old age, sickness and death are not like before, when he sat in front of Xia Lan's grave for two or three days.

Many days after that, Ye Chen could always see Lao Yang, and would come to tell fortunes every day and worship Xia Lan.

In this way, another three years passed quietly.

In the early morning, Ye Chen set off his outfit early, but he didn't see Mr. Yang Ge for a long time, nor did he see Xiao Yang Lan. He only saw Yang Fan hurried to the medicine shop, and when he came out again, he was carrying herbs.

Obviously, Mr. Yang fell ill, and he was not very ill.

Ye Chen knew this very well. It was thirty-six years before Mr. Yang Ge’s life was about to end.

Sure enough, on the ninth day, Yang Fan came, looking at him hopefully without saying anything. His eyes already represented everything. He hoped that Ye Chen would go and see Mr. Yang as a farewell.

Ye Chen got up and was ready.

The atmosphere in the Yang family was quite depressing. Everyone knew that Mr. Yang was old and was almost out of reach. The servants gathered together and talked a lot, and sometimes pointed at Lao Yang's room.

With Ye Chen's arrival, everyone in the room wiped out tears.

On the hospital bed, Yang Ge was as thin as a firewood, lying weakly, his old eyes were dim and his white hair was a little unconscious, his cracked lips were shaking, as if he was muttering something. Until he saw Ye Chen, his turbid old eyes had a little more gaze.

Ye Chen stepped forward, picked up the chair, and sat by the bed.

"You are here." Yang Ge Lao smiled pale and powerlessly. He wanted to get up, but he realized that he had no energy. At the age of 96, he was already exhausted.

"I am leaving, how can I not send it?" Ye Chen smiled.

"My friend, you are an immortal!" Yang Ge Lao smiled exhausted.

"You are not stupid if you can guess that I am an immortal." Ye Chen said, pointing his fingers on the back of Lao Yang's hand, instilling a wisp of internal strength, not to prolong his life, but to make Lao Yang feel less painful, at least, he can maintain his last soberness before he set out.

"I should have understood it long ago." Old Master Yang smiled.

"I'm willing to cultivate immortality." Ye Chen said lightly, "If I want, I'll find someone to seal you."

"I'm tired." Old Master Yang smiled and shook his head.

Ye Chen didn't say anything and would not force him. Old Yang was in a hurry to reunite with Xia Lan!

"My friend, let me tell you another fortune!"

"good."

With a simple dialogue, the two looked at each other and smiled.

At this moment, Yang Ge Lao's eyes slowly dimmed, and those tired eyes finally closed with the last red glow of the setting sun.

Ye Chen sat in front of the bed and had not moved for a long time. Looking at the late Lao Yang, he couldn't help but recall that he had just come to Zhuxian Town thirty-six years ago. Because of a king-speaking meal, he had an indissoluble bond with this martial arts master. The two were both teachers and friends, but they were more like a family.

In a flash, the old friend was old, and as he watched him, he quietly set out on the road.

Outside the door, there was noisy footsteps.

The door was pushed open, and Yang Xuan and the others returned from the journey. Unfortunately, they rushed to the scene quickly, but they still saw their old friend for the last time and stood at the head of the bed and sighed.

Ye Chen stood up silently without saying a word and left silently.

The moment he stepped out of the room, he still looked at Mr. Yang. This would be the last glance, and the cause and effect between him and Mr. Yang would be perfectly concluded with this glance.

Soon, the sound of crying filled Yang Mansion.

Three days later, there was another small tomb beside Xia Lan’s tomb, and the dilapidated erhu were lying across the two graves. Too many people came to worship. Even the confused little Yang Lan was frightened and burst into tears. Her eyes were filled with tears, and her father and mother were gone.

One morning, Ye Chen set off his outfit.

Unfortunately, I never saw the old Yang who came every day and felt empty.

Old Yang is gone, Yang Xuan and the others are still here, and they come every day.

Looking at the aging three people, Ye Chen realized that there was something that was time to do.

On a quiet night, he went to the old tomb again.

This time, we took Yang Xuan and the others to go there. The three of them were already old and had little life. I don’t know how many years we have to wait. If we want to leave alive, we need to seal them.

"Who is the one buried in this grave?" After thirty-six years, the three of them finally asked this question, because this ancient tomb caused a bloody storm.

"Pre-Qin Emperor." Ye Chen said lightly

When the three of them heard this, they were all stunned. Although they were unexpected, they were not too shocked. There was even a fairy in this world, so what else could be shocked? It is no longer surprising that this age is not surprising.

After entering the main tomb, the three of them looked quite strange.

The buried pre-Qin emperors and the others understood that the corpse of the pre-Qin emperor was still preserved, but the Yin Yue concubine was still alive, which was a bit unexpected. The strange woman who was famous all over the world was actually an immortal. She had guarded the pre-Qin emperor for hundreds of years in the ancient tomb, and was on the edge of Zhuxian Town. What's ridiculous is that they didn't even know it.

Ye Chen also sighed about this.

Yang Xuan and the other two knew that he was an immortal, but they did not tell Yang Ge Lao, so that Lao Yang would not know until his death. However, Yang Ge Lao had known the secret of the ancient tomb, but he had not told them that if he had not entered the ancient tomb tonight, the three of them would have been kept in the dark.

"I've seen senior." The three of them bowed down and bowed respectfully. In terms of seniority, Queen Yin Yue was indeed a senior. How many generations were missing during this period?

"No need for too much courtesy." The Yin Yue Princess chuckled. Although she was in the ancient tomb, she often went out to walk around. She had heard of the names of the three of them, and she was quite prestigious in the world.

"Seal the three of them." The silent Ye Chen finally spoke.

"I understand." The Yin Yue Princess understood and immediately pulled the spiritual power, gathered it in her palm, and turned into a rune. It was the sealing method of Ye Chen's sect in the past, which was quite mysterious.

"That, does it hurt?" Yang Xuan said with a dry smile.

The imperial concubine smiled without saying anything, but raised her hand gently and brushed the three of them.

The three of them staggered for a moment, feeling dizzy and their minds were also confused. Then they fell down, closed their eyes, and slowly fell asleep. Perhaps, when they woke up again, they were already a hundred years old, just like the emperor of the pre-Qin Dynasty, they would miss an era.

Ye Chen placed the three of them on the stone bed and turned around and left.

Under the moon, he walked slowly and stopped in front of the graves of Yang Ge Lao and Xia Lan for a long time.

What lies inside are his two old friends and his in-laws.

It’s a pity that they, as parents, can’t wait for their daughter to get married.

Speaking of Xiao Yang Lan, Ye Chen had thought of bringing her a seal, but this idea was finally dispelled. Lao Yang and Xia Lan died, but the Yang Mansion is still there and Yang Fan is still there. This is also her relative. If you really want to seal it, the evil demons will come in person.
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