Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 483
"Styx."

Xia Feng's shocked look seemed to be within Xiao Yunye's expectation.

Xiao Yunye filled up the wine under the moonlight.

The story continues.

The boy searched for a long time in the burning tribe alone, and saw a scene of tragedy in his vision.

Many people he was familiar with had died tragically, and corpses could be seen everywhere, including the tribe's patriarch and the great prophet. It seemed that there was no living person in the whole tribe.

Just when the boy had given up and collapsed on the ground crying, she walked out of the flames and came to the boy.

A familiar voice came.

"Welcome back."

The boy raised his head, and in sight was the familiar face of the saint.

It's just that from this day on, the name of the saint has disappeared with the flames of war, along with the tribe she was born in. From now on, she only has one name, Hina.

Hina told the boy that she was rescued by a passing stranger, and her disease miraculously disappeared, and she would never be troubled by any disease again, not even needing to eat food.

But apart from these, Hina didn't say much to the boy.

Sheena was 12 and the boy was 14 when they left the burning ruins.

That promise can finally be fulfilled, they want to see the sea, they want to live freely, forever, forever.

The boy has rich survival skills, and following the road they remembered, they returned to the seaside where the boy once lived.

The sea and the sky are the same color, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Facing the sea, Hina was shocked by the scenery she saw for the first time in her life. The sea breeze gently brushed her face, making her truly feel what freedom is.

As the boy once said, the so-called freedom is to be able to go wherever you want.

They built a wooden house by the sea, the boy built a boat and fished, and Hina learned to cook, but all the food only needed to be eaten by the boy.

After a few years, they said goodbye to their seaside home.

The world is big, and the boy wants to take Hina to see the world completely.

As time went by, the boy was no longer a boy. He grew tall and strong, but in Hina's eyes, he was still a child.

Over the past few years, their figures have spread all over the world.

I have seen thousands of miles of mountains on the top of the peak, and I have also witnessed the disappearance of human traces on the hills of yellow sand.

I have experienced the extreme cold on the Wannian Glacier, and witnessed the origin of a tribe in the Golden Grassland.

Their journey seemed endless, as if they really wanted to visit every corner of the world. The boy grew a fine beard, and the wind and sand left marks on his face. He became more and more mature and more mature. The more reliable, all the difficulties in the journey are blocked by him, and he is the only support for Hina.

someday.

They came to an island country with cherry blossoms in full bloom. The falling cherry blossom rain is beautiful, but this beauty is fleeting.

Under the cherry blossom tree, he asked Hina softly.

"After so many years, you still haven't changed at all."

Hina stood next to him, her face was still the same as that of the 12-year-old, and her height had not changed from beginning to end.

Hina raised her hand to catch a cherry blossom, and replied with a smile.

"I will never change so we can be together forever and ever."

He looked down at Hina with a gentle smile.

"Well, we'll be together forever and ever."

People often use dry sea to describe eternal vows, because people know that when the sea dries up, their existence has already disappeared in the long river of time, so this represents eternity.

However, if she still exists after the sea water dries up, then the so-called forever is no longer forever.

some years later.

A little girl is still walking between heaven and earth with the help of an old man.

They returned to the island country full of cherry blossoms again, but the original cherry blossom forest no longer exists.

Time has passed, and Hina still looks the same, but the boy has become an old man.

Forever is an endless lonely road, but for the boy, he has reached the end of his life, and he has no way to accompany Hina on the next road.

Pictures of life flashed in his mind one by one.

The scene when he saw Hina for the first time after being rescued back to the tribe.

Later, when Hina became seriously ill, he resolutely embarked on the journey of finding medicine.

Later, he took Hina away from the environment where she grew up, and spent her life traveling all over the world.

These pictures are like yesterday in his mind, because as long as he sees Hina's face, he seems to see himself when he was young, but Hina has never changed, and he has changed from an immature boy to an old man. old man.

On the grass, he was lying in Hina's arms, the world in his eyes was already blurred.

Hina stroked his wrinkled face, a tear fell silently.

"Didn't you promise me that you would stay with me forever?"

He could no longer see Hina's appearance clearly, he could only feel something hot falling on his face drop by drop.

At the last moment of his life, his voice was full of resentment and regret, but more of it was satisfaction.

"Xina, goodbye."

Goodbye, this is his wish that can never be fulfilled, even if a person's soul will go to heaven after death, he will never see Hina again, because he has already known that Hina will never die.

So this goodbye is the real farewell.

Many, many years later, the scattered tribes were united one after another, and a brand new word was born in the world, country.

Together with the country, there is also the name of this world, Terra World.

It was also at this time that the mysteries of spells were discovered by more people, and at the same time, people discovered the energy contained in the origin stone.

I don't know when, a genius magician appeared in people's field of vision. Her figure traveled all over the world, and she mastered the most profound spells in the world. A realm that cannot be reached in a lifetime.

Over the past few years, masters of magic from all over the world have seen her, but the strange thing is that no matter when, she always looks young, and her appearance has not changed from the beginning to the end.

It is precisely because of this feature that later generations call her the witch whose time is still, and she herself calls her name Moximina.

No one knows which country she is from, and no one knows where she learned these spells. The name Moximina is very strange, and people even suspect that it is just one of her many names.

One day, three parties fought for hegemony in Yan Kingdom, and the entire martial arts world was in turmoil.

It was in this chaotic situation that Moximina set foot on this land.

After hearing the rumors, the princes of all parties sent people to search for her immediately, hoping to get her help, but no one really found her after that.

The highest mountain in Yan Kingdom, Qingyun Peak.

Moximina saw someone.

"I want to ask you a favor."

The man opposite Moxi Mina was carrying a Xuanqing sword on his back, and he looked at the young girl in front of him with some puzzlement.

"you are?"

"My name is Moximina."

The man tilted his head.

"I've never heard of it. Are you here to compete with me?"

"No, I want you to help me find someone, to be precise, take me to look for it together."

"Why did you come to me for such a thing?"

"Because I know that you are the strongest boxer in Yan Kingdom."

The man had the characteristic horse ears of the Kuranta tribe, and he looked at the girl quietly.

"Who are you looking for?"

"You can freeze people who live and die."

The man savored this sentence carefully, and after a while, he let out a chuckle.

"Oh, interesting. Fame and wealth in this world are fleeting, and only death is the final destination. I am very interested in freezing life and death."

"You agree?"

The man walked up to her with the Xuanqing sword on his back, smiled lightly and stretched out his hand.

"I agreed."

"Thank you."

"But let me correct you, I'm not a boxer, I'm a swordsman."

Seeing the man's free and easy smile, Moximina was stunned for a moment. Many, many years ago, she seemed to have visited this mountain with someone, but that person was no longer there. At that time, this mountain was not called Yan Kingdom. .

After a while, the immature little hand and the rough big hand held together.

"My name is Hina."

"My name is Xiao Li."

On the roof of the grill.

The 30-year Victorian edition has bottomed out, Xia Feng said in disbelief as he put down his wine glass.

"Xiao Li? Could it be."

Xiao Yunye smiled freely.

"Yes, Xiao Li is my ancestor."

A brand new bottle of red wine was put in front of Xia Feng. At some time, the red knife also came to the roof. Obviously, he also heard the end of the story.

Hongdao sat beside Xia Feng on his own, and said in a deep voice.

"Great Sword Saint Xiao Li, the first head of the Qingyun Sect of the Yan Kingdom, according to legend, his swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle, and he can cut mountains with a single blow."

A gust of night wind blew across the roof, spreading the coolness of the night silently.

Xia Feng stared blankly at Hong Dao.

"The first generation head? When?"

Red Knife's voice was serious.

"Qingyunmen was the number one sect in Yan Kingdom. According to records, Qingyunmen was founded 400 years ago."

　Will add more later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)