Starting from the Dragon Tribe

Late at night, in the classic bedroom of King Quan Villa.

The fire burned slowly, not only making a crackling sound, but also bringing warmth to the whole room.

Several gray-haired old people were sitting in the room, gathered around the fire pot, like mortal old people talking about the past around the fire on a cold night.

But the people in this room were all extremely powerful men who had once shocked the whole party.

Regardless of Feng Tingyun's objection, Wang Quan Hegemony got down from the bed forcefully and sat there tremblingly, with an unstoppable smile on his face.

"Brother..."

He looked at the old man who walked in the door with surprise. The old man looked older than himself. He would not admit his mistake. This was the sunset. No one could have such an artistic conception as him.

Several other people were also very surprised when they saw the old man being supported by the red-haired girl. They were called out in the middle of the night, and they were still a little angry. They didn't expect that it was their eldest brother who came.

Yang Yitan now has silver hair that has turned white. It no longer has the luster of the past, and his face is full of wrinkles. Only the heavenly eye on his forehead is still bright. His magic power and body have been declining rapidly in the past few years. "Brother, I still have I want to go to Tushan to see you."

He is currently in the best health of the mask group and can barely travel by himself. He wanted to rush to Tushan before, but he heard that Wang Quan Hegemony was critically ill, so he came here first.

"Brother, you look older than me, haha."

Mu Shen smiled angrily and said, he is a body-refining monk. Although his cultivation level is not high, his body is still healthy and he can take care of himself.

"Brother, I have researched a new magic weapon. Do you want to take a look?"

There was a smile in Li Quzhuo's cloudy old eyes. He was sitting in a wheelchair and being pushed by family descendants. His health was getting worse day by day. Many people vetoed his intention to go out this time, but he still came because he felt that he Time is running out.

And his elder brother, Li Zizai, died of old age in his bed last winter.

Lu Chen looked at the old friends in front of him and sighed, feeling the ruthlessness of time for the first time, "They are all old, they are all old..."

Eryi helped him sit down on the chair prepared by Feng Tingyun. Hot tea was boiling in the hanging basket above the brazier, and the air was filled with the fragrance of spiritual tea.

Hui Liyi didn't speak, just as Feng Tingyun took care of Wang Quan Hegemony and other old people, she took care of Lu Chen. She knew that her husband's trip was to say goodbye to his old friends.

Lu Chen looked at the bonfire and asked doubtfully, "Where is my little sister?"

Before he came, he heard that besides King Quan Hegemony, there were four other members of the Mask Group alive. Why did he only see Yang Yitan, Li Quzhuo, and Mu Shenqi now?

King Quan Hegemony was silent for a moment, and said to Feng Tingyun: "Go and tell her that the eldest brother is here. This may be the last time we meet."

Feng Tingyun nodded and left the room. Of course she had notified Wang Quanzui before, but Wang Quanzui didn't come.

After a while, the door was pushed open again, cold wind blew inside, but no one was seen outside the door.

But obviously, people have arrived. Lu Chen felt the aura of the person outside the door, which seemed to be hesitant. The threshold was like a natural chasm.

"Little sister, don't you want to see me?"

Lu Chen's tone was gentle and he spoke slowly.

"Brother, my little sister is very happy to know that you are still alive. You can talk to your brothers. I am a little sleepy and want to go back to sleep."

Wang Quanzui's voice sounded different from what Lu Chen remembered, a little hoarse.

Wang Quan Hegemony sighed, "Little sister, come on, everyone is like this."

The person outside the door seemed to hesitate for a long time before he plucked up the courage and came over, covering his face with the long sleeves of his robe.

Everyone looked at Wang Quanzui, and Feng Tingyun closed the door to retain the warmth.

After a while, Wang Quanzui sighed, put down his hand, and looked at Lu Chen, "Eldest brother, third brother, fifth brother, sixth brother... long time... no see."

It’s been a long time since we last saw each other. The last time we saw each other was thirty years ago.

Lu Chen and others knew why Wang Quanzui didn't want to meet everyone. The woman in front of them was already a stooped old woman, and she no longer had the youthful beauty and spirituality of the girl back then.

The worst thing is that the world can't keep it, and the beautiful face is like the flower in the mirror and the tree.

Wang Quan Zui sat down in his seat, "I don't want to meet you all again like this."

Lu Chen shook his head and said with a smile: "In my opinion, you are still the naughty little girl you were back then."

He pointed at himself, "As for the terrifying appearance, I am number one."

His self-deprecating words made the atmosphere in the room much lighter. This was no lie. Although everyone was old, they still looked like normal old men and women.

But Lu Chen looked like a mummy, not like a living person at all.

In the room, everyone chatted one after another, from the initial unfamiliarity after a long separation to the later enthusiasm, recalling the youthful years when they traveled across the continent.

Next to the stove, with a cup of hot tea in hand, Lu Chen took out the sunset gourd, but put it away again.

Looking at these old faces, he remembered a sentence.

And put new fire to test new tea, poetry and wine to take advantage of the youth.

It turns out that human youth really only lasts once.

Fortunately, no one has any regrets.

A group of old men and old women chatted in the house until dawn. Finally, they dispersed, leaving only Lu Chen and Wang Quan Hegemony, who was lying on the bed again.

Wang Quan Hegemon's body didn't allow him to get up, but he couldn't accept being with his old friends while he was lying in bed.

At sunrise in the early morning, the first ray of light from the sky shone down, illuminating the old face of King Quan Hegemony.

Wang Quan Hegemony looked at Lu Chen beside the bed and said with emotion, "Brother, I don't want to, I will leave first this time."

"Do you have any other wishes?"

Lu Chen asked.

Wang Quan Hegemony shook his head gently, "No, Gui'er makes me very proud. If Huaizhu could see his achievements today, he would definitely be happy. This huge Wang Quan Villa is not afraid of the inheritance being cut off, and he will have no regrets in this life."

He smiled and said, "I am satisfied to see my eldest brother again at last."

Lu Chen felt that the vitality of the royal hegemony was disappearing rapidly, and knew that his life span had truly come to an end.

It's amazing that in the world of fox demons, he will one day sit on someone else's bedside and bid farewell to his old friend.

It's really sad. It's true that no one can escape birth, old age, illness and death.

Wang Quan Hegemony opened the quilt tremblingly and took out a scabbard and a bamboo flute from the side. His eyes were full of nostalgia, "Huaizhu... I'm coming... to see you."

Your unparalleled hero, the one who has mastered the swordsmanship to the best in the world, the king of power and hegemony, has come to find you.

Lu Chen was silent, "...Ba Ye, do you want to meet Huaizhu again in the next life?"

King Quan Hegemony’s cloudy old eyes were confused, “Brother?”

"Just a try to give you some luck."

As Lu Chen said this, he took the scabbard and carved words on it. At the same time, he used mystical magic to connect this magic weapon with the soul of the royal hegemony. In this way, when he went to hell, he would bring it with him just like Tushan's magic weapon of continuing fate. Go down with this scabbard.

He has been around Tushan for so many years, and has done experiments on delivering magic weapons on the reincarnation platform, so he naturally understands the mystery behind it.

Wang Quan Hegemony smiled, "Thank you very much, brother..."

He didn't think that without reincarnation, he could meet Huaizhu in the next life. They were both human beings, and Tushan couldn't do it either.

His eyes slowly closed, and his consciousness gradually fell silent.

Lu Chen stood up and left the room. He did not interfere with the Huangquan tribe's idea of ​​bringing people, as that would be counterproductive.

If he doesn't do anything, the scabbard will be in the hands of the right person, fulfilling Hegemon's wish.

Huangquan's reincarnation has been fine these years, and through the information obtained by the fox demon of Eri Totu Mountain, the Huangquan clan seems to have a new master.

After the death of Yama of the Ten Palaces, there is no need to say who the strongest person of the Huangquan clan is, besides the Black Snake Ancestor.

Wu Mu, is it not too much to help the descendants of your family?

Outside the door, Feng Tingyun and Wang Quanzui stood waiting, their eyes twinkling with tears.

"Go see your master."

Lu Chen patted Feng Tingyun on the shoulder.

Feng Tingyun wiped her tears and knew that the master should have passed away. She must be strong to complete the mission given to her by the master.

After the funeral, she would take half of the Wang Quan family to the frontier, and from then on she would change her surname to Quan and become the head of the Quan family.

Lu Chen knew clearly in his heart that he already knew about this during the chat with Wang Quan Hegemony last night, and he had no comment on Wang Quan Hegemony's judgment.

This is the last sword struck by the old swordsman for the world. The royal hegemony wants to protect the future.

Eryi took Lu Chen away, and he still had a few places to go.

One day later, deep in Lianwu Mountain, next to the lake courtyard.

The man who was chopping wood stopped the knife in his hand and suddenly looked behind him. He was only half-breathed in confusion before he knelt down and said, "Master!"

Lu Chenxu raised his hand, "Mi'er, you are very good. I didn't expect you to be able to cultivate to such a state."

He also really sighed. The Yang Mi in front of him looked like a young man, similar to Dongfang Yue and Wang Quan Fugui. It was obvious that he had reached the state of cultivation.

He didn't expect that the little disciple he took in would one day grow to this point, and that the artistic conception of swordsmanship would be almost the same as when he entered this world.

Yang Miao seems dull and dull, but he doesn't want to be wise. He practices swordsmanship in the mountains, but he develops skills.

Even Dongfang Yue Yue and the royal power and wealth may not be able to beat the current Yang Mi.

Yang Miao stood up in surprise, "Master, it turns out you are still alive!"

He has lived in the mountains for a long time and does not go out on weekdays except for worshiping in front of the cave at fixed times every year. Therefore, he does not know about the decisive battle between Tushan Dongfang Yue Yue and the leader of the Demon Alliance, nor does he know that Dongfang Sunset is still alive.

Jade Mining Luan emerged from the lake and was surprised to see Lu Chen, "Is it Mr. Sunset?"

She saw Hui Liyi who was supporting Lu Chen again, and she had no doubts in her heart. She quickly saluted respectfully, "Thank you Mr. Sunset for your kindness back then."

After the Mu Tiancheng incident was settled, she realized that she and Yang Mi were almost in danger. It was unimaginable what would happen if she was infected by Jin Chenxi's true form.

Lu Chen waved his hand and looked at Yang Mi with admiration in his eyes, "Just live here, it's good."

Before Lu Chen came, he wanted to give Yang Mi some advice and explain some things, but he didn't want to say anything at this time.

If you have the strength to dominate the world, you must go out to serve the country and the people. It's not necessarily true. If your disciple likes it, then living here is the best.

Yang Miao nodded blankly, "Listen to Master."

After visiting Yang Miao, Lu Chen and Hui Liyi were on the road again, heading to the Shenshan Mountain Villa.

When the people of Shenhuo Manor saw Lu Chen, they were so surprised that they wanted to beat gongs and drums. The elderly concierge even shouted throughout the courtyard, "The eldest son is home!"

After much thought, Lu Chen decided to make Shenhuo Manor the last stop. Dongfang Yue was not here today, but Dongfang Qinlan had not passed away yet.

He and Eriki entered the bedroom and saw the old woman leaning on the bed.

There is a small table on the bed with various snacks and even roasted chicken.

At this time, the old woman seemed to be eating. She held a chicken leg in her right hand and put it in her mouth to eat halfway. When she saw Lu Chen and Eriyi pushing the door in, her movements stopped instantly.

Lu Chen was also stunned for a moment. He had been mentally prepared before coming, thinking of saying a sad farewell. He would say some gentle words in front of the old man's bed and ask him if he had any other wishes.

Unexpectedly, Dongfang Qinlan was over ninety years old and still had such a good appetite, and was eating a lot.

Sure enough, the soul of a foodie is the most powerful.

"Sister Yiyi?"

Dongfang Qinlan put down the chicken legs and didn't feel embarrassed in front of her old best friend. Rather, she had never been a woman who would feel shy when others saw her because she looked ugly.

He picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, and said with a smile: "Sister Yiyi, you haven't come to see me for so many years, I thought you were afraid of embarrassment, haha."

She looked at Lu Chen, "Hehe, little Sunset, why do you look older than me? Can you still eat!?"

As she said that, she picked up a new chicken leg and waved it: "Want to eat it?"

Lu Chen was in a daze for a few seconds, "I still won't eat."

He can't eat now, his digestive system has long since collapsed, and with the fifth phase of decline, his body's organs are basically useless.

Dongfang Qinlan shook the chicken leg and took another bite. It looked really delicious. "I know what you want to do here. I don't have any wishes. I'm in good health. I have food and drink. Compared with seeing you, , I would rather see my daughter-in-law come here to offer tea."

As she said that, there was a hint of cunning in her eyes, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, my two sons can do it. One got into the fourth master of Tushan, and the other caught up with the first master of Tushan. They are both the strongest masters in the world. The Dongfang family can't give it to me." Write it into history?”

Eli Yi was also a little embarrassed when she heard this, "Qin Lan~ What did you say?"

Dongfang Qinlan looked at the blushing Hui Liyi and turned over and got off the bed. As she said, she was in great shape. She walked to Hui Liyi and raised her chin teasingly, "Hehe, Sister Yiyi, I regret more and more now, why didn’t I let Little Sunset recognize me as my godmother? It must have been fun.”

Seeing Erika's embarrassment, she smiled again and said, "Okay, I'm just kidding."

She just didn't want the atmosphere to be so heavy, so she pulled Eriki and sat down on a chair in the room, "Tell me, how did that brat at the beginning of the month catch up with your sister?"

The special gossip was on full display, and Lu Chen smiled heartily when he saw this scene.

It turns out that Qin Lan was the happiest person in these years.

After more than ninety years in this life, she is still the gossipy girl who loves to laugh and eat, and will never grow up.

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