Honkai Shura Field, Dear, Who is She?

"Immortal Chiyuan, Wanwan's form has been completed, and I'm going down the mountain today, so I'm here to say goodbye."

A year of growth has made the originally young girl more heroic, and Jun Lin has also transformed into a golden color because of the small success in meaning.

With a golden sword on his waist, black hair and red lips, he is heroic.

Walking in from the gate, with full momentum, as if it will step down all obstacles.

Fu Hua reminded: "Pay attention to safety, there are many villains in the Jianghu, you are thoughtful, but a wise man will make mistakes if he thinks about it. He has no absolute strength or influence, and he should act in a low-key manner first."

Wanwan exhaled softly, and now she is no longer as timid and fearful as before when facing Immortal Chiyuan.

Wanwan pulled out Jun Lin, with a dazzling cold light, and bowed her hands slightly: "Thank you for the teaching of Immortal Chiyuan, even if you don't accept Wanwan as a disciple, Wanwan will definitely remember this kindness in your heart."

"In the future/if I become famous and fulfill the connotation, I will definitely return to repay the kindness of the immortal."

Wanwan said sincerely that she knew about it a long time ago.

If you want to get Junlin's approval, there is only "kingly way".

Junlin needs her to ascend to the top position, stand above tens of thousands of people, and look down on the common people.

So from the very beginning, Wanwan's plan was to be the emperor.

During this year, Yun Mo occasionally went to the mortal world to buy groceries, and heard rumors: the emperor's demise has already manifested, and his life is not long, and the Crown Prince Li Qingyuan has taken over the affairs of the world, and he looks quite like a wise king.

But Wanwan didn't care about that, no matter if it was her own flesh and blood relatives, they couldn't stop her dominance.

Wanwan has never killed anyone since she was a child, not even blood.

But for the sake of longevity, in order to be able to be by the emperor's side all the time, Wanwan doesn't mind being an executioner.

Whoever stands in the way must die.

Fu Hua looked at this domineering girl, and inadvertently revealed a smile that he didn't understand.

Who would have thought of the little girl who had been hiding behind her elder brother and couldn't even speak clearly when she saw the immortal.

Today has become so majestic and unstoppable.

The transformation of Jun Lin's temperament to Wanwan is too obvious.

"Shut up!" There was a sound of pushing the door, and a young man with long gray hair stood outside the door, with flowing hair and a gentle smile.

The young man was dressed in white, and his figure was as straight as a pine tree. He had a warm smile on his face, gentle and elegant, making people feel friendly like a spring bath.

A year's time has made Yun Mo more chic, and his whole person seems to have been reborn without the stench of a dandy, and has a little more chivalry.

"Wanwan?" Yun Mo whispered.

Wanwan turned her head, and when she saw the person in front of her, she immediately showed a sweet smile: "Brother Huang!"

Perhaps only in front of Yun Mo, Wanwan is that cute and cute little girl who knows nothing about the world.

"Are you going down the mountain today?"

"Well, if I don't go down the mountain again, I'm afraid I won't be able to make great achievements in this life."

"Then let me accompany you. The world is dangerous, and one more person is good for someone to take care of you. Have you told Xiao Yuan yet?"

"Well, it's over."

Yun Mo touched Wanwan's head, and said, "Then you go out first, Xiao Yuan and I will have a chat alone."

"Yes." Wanwan obediently left the room and closed the door.

The whole room is not illuminated by sunlight, it looks a bit dark and deserted.

"Wanwan is about to go down the mountain. A person's strength is limited after all. Although she has perfect form, she is still just a little girl. I am afraid that something will happen to her."

Yun Mo explained, he walked slowly to Fu Hua's side and sat down beside her.

He doesn't have the humility of an apprentice at all, but treats Fu Hua as a friend.

Facing Yun Mo, Fu Hua opened his lips slightly, thought for a long time, and finally only asked one question:

"How long will you be back?"

Compared with other things, Fu Hua finally chose to ask the question he most wanted to ask.

Yun Mo raised his head and looked at the simple and clean wooden beams, and said uncertainly: "I don't know, maybe a few years, maybe decades. It's too difficult to consummate meaning, I will do my best to help Wanwan. I reckon that girl wants The connotation is complete... I am afraid that I can be called an emperor."

Fu Hua: "... Empress? You were born in the palace, as the fourth prince, symmetrical/Does the emperor have no idea?"

Yun Mo said disdainfully: "Emperor? You're joking, I just want to be carefree and unrestrained for the rest of my life. Only when I am at ease will I be happy. Why do I want to be an emperor to restrain myself?"

"When I become an emperor, I have to think about the common people. I can't help but be kidnapped by responsibility and morality. I am not me like that."

"I, I have to be unrestrained and proud all my life~~ Don't worry, Xiaoyuan, Wanwan and I will live forever in the future, and we can live forever. I will cook delicious food for you every day, and treat you and Wanwan together. They are raised in vain and fat, hahaha..."

Yun Mo's laughter was frank and hearty, but Fu Hua felt extremely bitter in his heart.

Until now, she still lied to him, and Yun Mo was still doing her best for an impossible ideal.

Pain under the scorching sun, silence under the moonlight, patience under the dullness...

How much effort he put in this year, Fu Hua knows, she knows better than anyone else...

Yun Mo is used to not being restrained by rules, and he has always pursued pleasure in time, but he takes the initiative to hold back his loneliness and cultivate with patience.

He chose to change himself for a beautiful ideal, in order to be able to realize a promise that sounds absurd.

But the funny thing is that all his efforts are based on a lie, meaningless.

Fu Hua's complexion was a little pale, and Yun Mo noticed it keenly.

In order to completely eliminate the influence of Shenyin on Fu Hua, Yun Mo made a very far-reaching plan.

Everyone, including himself, counts.

Yun Mo continued: "But it's a long way to go, Taixu Mountain is far away from Chang'an, so we may not be able to come back during this period. But don't worry, I will bring her back immediately after Wanwan's connotation is fulfilled. I can be as happy every day as I am now.”

"The brief farewell tonight is for our better reunion in the future. I promise you, Xiao Yuan! You must learn the divine aura and the Taixu Sword God!"

Yun Mo uttered ambitious words, raised his head and stared at the sky outside.

"At that time, we will rebuild the former residence of Taixu Mountain, make the house bigger, and build a special vegetable garden. We can cultivate at sunrise and return at sunset, so we can be self-sufficient."

"I'm very confident in my cooking skills~ Don't worry, Xiaoyuan, nothing will change when I come back."

"It's the same as before, nothing will change."

Yun Mo spoke generously and excitedly, depicting a beautiful blueprint for the future.

There are him, Chiyuan, and Wanwan in the picture.

Three people are a family.

Blue bricks, gray tiles and red window grilles, vegetables, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, plain and simple is home.

ps: Why are there more and more, I am numb...

Finally, by the way, push this book——

Chapter No.16 Farewell

Down the mountain, in fact, Yunmo himself doesn't know when he will go and return.

The fallen leaves in autumn are slowly falling.

Fu Hua and Yun Mo looked at each other silently, but parting is inevitable, and only deep regret can make people leave an indelible memory.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, and Chiyuan can avoid them, but Yunmo and Wanwan are people in the world after all.

The fusion factor makes Fu Hua's body have a strong resilience. It first acts on the brain to keep the brain cells activated.

And Fu Hua is immortal, these memories will be kept forever, too much memory oppresses Fu Hua's brain and erodes her consciousness

After letting go of memories again and again, Fu Hua has become a person who lacks his own opinions. The responsibility of protecting human beings has always made Fu Hua suppress his emotions and leave the thinking activities to more intelligent people.

For the so-called "future", "hope", and "victory" to implement the plans delivered by others, regardless of the reason or the result.

The constant compromise brought Fu Hua a lot of pain, and the subtle influence of Shenyin made her drift away from the people around her.

The obsession to be punished by the devil made Fu Hua become dazed, and in the end, Fu Hua was killed by the Taixu Seven Disciples in desperation.

As Yun Mo said.

That kind of Fu Hua is just a corpse driven forward by Shenyin, like a marionette without any subjective will to be manipulated, and does not live for himself even a day.

Responsibility, commitment, Shenyin has penetrated into every crevice of Fu Hua's consciousness, like a maggot on a tarsus bone, it cannot be shaken off no matter what.

Yun Mo can use the power of Zhong Yan to defeat Fu Hua, but what about after that?

What should she do?

Where can Fu Hua, who has no destination, go besides the obsession of protecting China?

Yun Mo thought a lot, he had to tie the bell to untie it, so Fu Hua had to come out by himself.

During this period, it is up to oneself to build the bridge to get out.

Wanwan waited outside the door for a long time. She sat under the sapphire tree and saw that Ye Sheng was very graceful and the fallen leaves were even more sparse.

"The time for a stick of incense has passed, it seems...you can't go down the mountain until later today." Wanwan said calmly, but quickly recovered: "It's okay, I'm used to eating and sleeping in the open, and the emperor won't care."

This year, Yunmo and Wanwan often slept on trees because of their cultivation.

Wanwan held the sword in both hands, leaned against the tree, closed her eyes and concentrated, and entered the cultivation state.

She is not as talented as Yunmo, so naturally she has to work harder.

Wanwan understood the reason why the stupid bird flew first.

Fu Hua's lips fluttered, and he tried his best to maintain a calm expression, but there was still a slight fluctuation in his tone, "I'll take you down the mountain."

Yun Mo nodded: "Well, let's go."

When the two walked out the door, Yun Mo saw Wanwan who was full of meaning, this girl refused to rest even for a moment.

Perhaps because of the autumn, the leaves of the sycamore tree turned yellow.