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Chapter 389 stay
Just like this, Shen Ming stood on the top of the mountain.

Overlooking the vast number of sentient beings.

"It turns out that this is the view from a high place." Shen Ming murmured softly. No one dared to step further than him. The mountain covered with corpses completely broke their hearts.

Now, they prayed only for Shen Ming not to take the initiative to attack.

In this way, Shen Ming sat on the top of the mountain for three days and three nights.

No one knew what he was thinking, just sat there sluggishly, looking at Chang'an, without saying a word for a long time.

Even, he is more like an old man who has been dying.

Just look back to the distance, the direction of home.

three days later.

Shen Ming moved.

His every move touches the hearts of the world.

Shen Ming smiled.

Step by step down the mountain of corpses.

Through the sea of ​​blood.

Toward the Dead Sea.

Step by step, he fell into the trap, and then, the sea level of the Dead Sea, which was originally an ancient well without waves, burst in an instant.

Shen Ming quietly walked out of the sea again.

Afterwards, Ghost City, West Pole, Hidden Dragon City...everywhere.

No grass grows.

After doing all this, Shen Ming slowly walked towards Chang'an City.

Poker face.

Along the way, he saw all the scenery, and the world avoided him.

No one dared to look him in the eye.

It was as if he was born with evil spirits and was unwilling to get close.

Even birds and beasts swarmed away.

Whenever passing by familiar places, Shen Ming would always stop for a long time.

Those he had lost existed in another way.

Exists at the end of his memory.

Tian Lan.

Shen Ming looked at this colorful place where a hundred flowers bloomed.

He thought of the girl who had been longing for light and peace all her life, but she was attacked by darkness.

He thought of that poor and kind girl.

Guarded for a lifetime, do not have the heart to hurt anyone.

In the end, for himself, he finally picked up the butcher's knife and ruined his own life.

Shen Ming went to the life view.

He saw an old Taoist priest sitting there quietly.

In his hand is Lin Tianping's memorial tablet.

Shen Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

Turn around.

The old Taoist is dead, and has been dead for many years.

Until his death, he still held Lin Tianping's memorial tablet in his arms, and he has never let go of his hand until now.

This is the most proud disciple in his heart.

Shen Ming took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

Those, everyone involved with him.

In the end, they all died for him.

Along the way, stumbling.

Today, it is inseparable from their help.

But now, Shen Ming was alive, but they were gone.

Sometimes, Shen Ming even wondered whether it was right or wrong to come to this world.

He lost too much, too much.

Changan.

After tossing and turning, I finally got here.

Shen Ming sighed softly, and pushed open the city gate.

Four people and a dog came into view.

In Chang'an City, they were the only ones left.

Taohuaniang, Widow Zhao, Butcher Wang, Erha, and... Hongchan.

this moment.

Shen Ming's heart was no longer under control.

Tears flowed down my face.

He was in pain loudly, venting all his emotions to his heart's content, suppressing it for too long, and finally when he saw his old friend, all his strength collapsed in an instant.

Tao Huaniang walked to Shen Ming's side and hugged him tightly.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back." Tao Huaniang also shed tears.

I have watched Shen Ming grow up since he was a child, until now.

He knew that Shen Ming was an extremely kind-hearted child in nature, but people would always change, changed by the path they had traveled and the stories they had experienced.

Hongchan looked at Shen Ming's trembling back.

Close your eyes.

For a moment, it seemed to go back to that long, long time ago, the little slippery boy who hugged her thigh and clamored to fly a kite.

That considerate, smooth-tongued boy.

Now, in the passage of time, it has become like this.

Everything seems like a world away.

Widow Zhao sighed.

Butcher Wang raised the butcher's knife in his hand. It was bumpy and no longer sharp.

Erha lay lazily on the side, buried his head very low.

Everything becomes quiet.

so easy.

After a long time, Shen Ming finally stopped crying and wiped away his tears.

Look bright.

"I'm going to get back what belongs to Chang'an." The next moment.

Shen Ming disappeared without a trace, and when he came back, he was dragging the building divided by the four thrones.

Put them back in their original positions.

Shen Family Courtyard.

Five people, get together.

Peach Blossom Lady prepared many sumptuous dishes to welcome Shen Ming.

I don't know how long it has been, but the Shen family is no longer as lively as it is now.

Scenes of the past flowed through my heart.

Shen Ming, listening to Taohuaniang telling all the things that happened in the past, all the things that happened in Chang'an City during the years he left.

Shen Ming closed his eyes.

sighed.

He even had a slight numbness of grief.

"It doesn't matter, everything will be fine, when those young masters and kings of the Four Square Thrones come out of the secret realm, I will make a complete break with them, and then I will bring back the Shen family who are scattered all over the world. "

A murderous intent flashed in Shen Ming's eyes.

If the thrones of the four directions are not removed, he will feel uneasy for a day.

But Shen Ming believed that all this would end.

And, it won't be long.

midnight.

Shen Ming stood in his room, leaning against the bed.

Chang'an is still the same Chang'an, but without the lights of Wanjia.

"Long time, no see..." Hongchan gently pushed open the door of Shen Ming's room, and stood at the door, a little at a loss.

Shen Ming smiled, turned around, and walked to Hongchan's side.

He stretched out his arms and hugged Hongchan in his arms.

"Sister Hongchan, I'm sorry."

"It's okay...it's okay..."

Shen Ming sighed, turned around, and stood by the window.

"In the current Shen family, I am the only one left, and there are very few old friends I used to know."

"I'm really surprised that you will appear here. Sister Hongchan, are you willing to put down your hatred and return to the Shen family?" Shen Ming felt a little uneasy. He didn't know what Hongchan would say.

Maybe, will refuse.

Or maybe, agree...

"I'm not leaving."

Shen Ming heard the words and turned around.

He saw the smile on Hongchan's face.

"Thank you."

Shen Ming leaned against the wall and gently closed his eyes.

Familiar people, there will be a few left in the end, and the scenes of the past flashed through the childhood, the most innocent feelings.

To this day, it is still unforgettable.

"Didn't you say that everything will end well in the end, if not, it means that it's not the end yet, Shen Ming, no matter what happens, you must live on."

"Because all of us believe in you and will work miracles."

"As long as you are still here, everything is possible." Hongchan stood beside Shen Ming, and the two of them looked at the sky above the moon.

Occasionally, she turned her head and looked at Shen Ming, with a hint of doting flashing in her eyes.

From start to finish.

No matter what happened, in Hongchan's heart, it will always be the little brother who followed him and took her to fly the kite together.

(End of this chapter)