Year after year, day after day, twenty-five years passed in the blink of an eye.
Long Chen is already eighty years old!
Nowadays, he has been ill for many years, and his body has reached the end of his life. His body is skinny, his hair is white, and his teeth are missing. Xia Binling's appearance is not as good as before, and her originally crystal-clear skin has become saggy and her face is full of wrinkles.
The body is thin and hunched.
"It's time to drink medicine!"
"Tian'er and Yaoyao said they won't be able to come back this year, hey..."
Xia Bingling hunched over, holding a bowl of soup in her withered hands, and walked over shakily.
"Aren't you coming back?"
Long Chen struggled to sit up and took the soup, but he did not drink it. Instead, he patted the chair next to him and said, "The medicine is too hot. Put it away. Old lady, come and sit down!"
The two of them leaned against each other, sat on the chairs, and said nothing for a long time. Long Chen looked at the distant sky. The look in his cloudy eyes was very dim.
Like a lamp that has run out of oil, it is getting darker and darker.
In the sky, white clouds gather and disperse, the breeze blows, and the old locust trees in the courtyard make a rustling sound. Everything is so quiet.
"Old man, what are your future wishes in this life?"
Xia Bingling's voice sounded hoarse.
Long Chen shook his head, grabbed Xia Bingling's withered hand, and said slowly, "I owe you so much in my life, so much that I can't even count it. If I have an unfulfilled wish, it is
The snow jade flower-shaped hosta I promised to give you has not yet been given..."
"It's just a hosta. It doesn't matter if you have it or not. Don't take it to heart!"
Xia Bingling shook her head, stood up, staggered, and left.
One year later!
The autumn wind was bleak and the grass and trees were withering. Long Chen stood in front of an earthen grave on the top of a mountain, leaning on a cane. He hunched over and cleared the weeds on the tomb. After a long time, he got tired, so he leaned on the tombstone and rested for a while.
"You didn't make it through in the end, so you went one step ahead of me..."
Long Chen's snow-white beard was fluttering in the wind. Looking at the drifting clouds on the horizon in the distance, a sense of death began to appear in his cloudy eyes.
"My deadline has also come. I wonder if Tian'er and Yaoyao are still living well in Xuantian Sect, hey..."
There was a lot of grass on the grave, and he cleared it away one by one.
At the same time, his body was filled with more and more deathly energy. When he pulled out the last weed on the grave, his anger finally broke out completely. He fell heavily on the grave, and all his vitality disappeared...
At the same time, at this moment, this withered world suddenly shattered like a mirror, the dream was shattered, and everything returned to reality.
Too illusory!
Long Chen was lying on the cold ground, the death energy rolling around his body, rushing towards his head quickly...
He remained motionless, with a peaceful smile on his face, and his breath gradually dissipated!
"Buzz!"
And just when the deathly aura was about to completely cover his head, suddenly, a soft golden light came from between his eyebrows.
Wherever the golden light passed, the death energy dissipated, until finally, a cloud of black mist flew out from Long Chen's body. The black mist turned into a grimace that was ferocious and terrifying, but if Xiyi took a look, he would find that the grimace was actually the same as Long Chen's body.
The dust is exactly the same.
"Obsession has actually condensed wisdom. What on earth did this boy Long Chen experience in his dream?"
At this moment, an illusory figure floated out from the center of his eyebrows and condensed into the appearance of Mr. Ye. Looking at the ferocious and evil-looking black energy not far away, his brows couldn't help but frown.
"Old man, get out of here!"
An indistinguishable scream came from Ghostface's mouth.
"You were born because of this dream. Now that you have woken up from the dream, you should dissolve and dissipate on your own instead of occupying your original body."
Mr. Ye frowned and said with a majestic expression.
"Jiejie, dissipate. I was born with great difficulty. How can I dissipate my soul and disappear with just a word from you?" Ghost Face snorted coldly and said, "Old man, I am not your opponent now, so let him go first and wait until I succeed in my cultivation."
,will come again…”
After saying that, the grimace exploded instantly and turned into countless black energy and disappeared.
"A clone that represents death and evil, Long Chen, Long Chen, you have a rough road ahead!"
After Ye Lao finished speaking, he disappeared into the Xuanhuang Tower.
"Ah, my head hurts so much!"
After a while, Long Chen finally opened his eyes. The flood of memories in his dream came to him, making him frown. After a long time, he took a long breath.
He said with complicated eyes, "Xia Bingling, Xia Bingling, I didn't expect you to appear in my dream and become a couple with me..."
"That's all, for the sake of this long dream, when I conquer the Great Xia Dynasty in the future, I just don't want to kill them all!"
Long Chen took a breath, stood up, and prepared to walk away. When he arrived, he was already in the middle of the Taixu illusion, where the power of disillusionment was strongest. As long as he left here, the illusions in other places would have no effect on him.
"No, no, don't come here, my sister is still young, she is still young..."
"Ah, you beasts, I will fight with you!"
…
Just when he was about to leave, suddenly, there was an angry roar from behind.
"Hey, is there anyone else?"
Looking at Xun Sheng, he was shocked. Isn't that Ba Jian?
When the young man in black introduced him, he paid special attention to it.
At this time, Ba Jian was holding an iron sword and was slashing wildly in the mist, his expression extremely ferocious.
"Help him!"
Long Chen shook his head, moved his body, came directly behind him, and pointed like a knife, cutting across his neck.
Bang!
Ba Jian, the long sword fell, and his body fell heavily to the ground. Long Chen shook his head, picked him up, and walked away.
At the same time, in the outside world, two and a half hours of time had passed, but Long Chen and Ba Jian were still nowhere to be seen at the exit.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shaken.
"Long Chen and Ba Jian should not be able to come out!"
A young man held a sword, stared at the exit and shook his head.
"Yes, Long Chen has never heard of it. It's a pity that it's that Ba Jian..."
"Hey, no matter what, with two competitors dead, we can allocate more resources, right..."
Listening to the indifferent words of the people around him, Su Zihan raised his eyebrows, and a sickly murderous aura flowed from his body. He looked at the people who had just spoken and said, "If you dare to say anything bad about Long Chen again, I will kill you!"
"It turns out to be Senior Sister Su. Why is Long Chen your mistress? I didn't expect that you actually like Junior Brother, hahaha..."
A handsome man in outer court clothes with a long sword hanging on his waist had a lustful look in his eyes and sneered.
"Hahaha, Senior Sister Su, you see, I am also your junior brother. Long Chen is dead, can you follow me?"