Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

Chapter 223 Action

Time is long, just like the endless river, silent and deep. The small house outside the Jueyunjian is like a loyal guard who sticks to the years, standing there alone and firmly. Inside the house, the marks of time are like deep and hideous ravines, shocking and frightening. The neatness and order of the past have long been quietly torn and crushed by the invisible hand of time. The spider web is like a web of sorrow carefully woven by the years, densely covering every corner, and each thread seems to carry the heavy past; the dust is like the passing memory particles, slowly floating and sinking in the dim light, as if humming the sad and happy stories of the past.

Outside the window, white clouds roll slowly, and the four seasons are like mysterious painters, quietly changing colors. The sun rises and the moon sets, over and over again, like a never-ending grand symphony. Countless sea lantern festivals have come and gone like a dream bubble. The former brilliance and bustle now seem like a distant and beautiful old dream, illusory but nostalgic.

Lin Huan quietly stayed in this small house full of vicissitudes of time, immersed in deep thought, as if her soul was completely isolated from the noisy and chaotic world outside. Her thoughts were like a light feather, floating leisurely in the long river of time, and her memories were like surging tides, surging into her heart one after another. Every bit of the past was like a vivid picture scroll, constantly emerging and unfolding in her mind.

However, this tranquility was broken by Xiao's sudden visit. Xiao's tall figure suddenly appeared at the door, his eyes full of anxiety and solemnity, which was the helplessness and urgency of the ruthless passage of life, so deep that it was suffocating.

"Ah Huan, Hu Xingzhi is critically ill, you should go and see him for the last time." These words were like a heavy thunderbolt, instantly pulling Lin Huan back from her deep thoughts to the cruel reality. A strong sense of uneasiness and panic like a storm suddenly surged in her heart. Without the slightest hesitation, she immediately stood up and hurriedly followed Xiao towards Liyue Harbor.

Along the way, the wind whistled in Lin Huan's ears, but it could not blow away the heavy burden on Lin Huan's heart. The familiar and kind face of Hu Xingzhi kept appearing in her mind. In the depths of her memory, the tall and solemn man always had a faint, warm smile like a breeze, as if he could handle everything in the world with ease, and always maintained that indifference and calmness. Sometimes, he would be so naughty that it gave his father and himself a headache. Even so, everyone would still spoil him with joy. After all, he was the eldest brother in the family, just like Brother Boyang, the pillar of the entire family, and could bring everyone a lot of joy. But now, such a lovely and energetic brother Xingzhi was told that his life was in danger. This made Lin Huan's heart seem to be cut by countless sharp blades, and she was so painful that she couldn't breathe, and she couldn't help feeling reluctant. She wished she could turn into a flash of lightning and fly to Hu Xingzhi, hold his hand tightly, and tell him at the top of her lungs how much she cared about him. Yes, even though they had been making each other laugh and playing around for their entire lives, they were still the closest and best siblings.

Finally, they arrived at Liyue Harbor. Lin Huan didn't care about hiding her figure at this moment. Like an arrow shot from a bow, she rushed to where Hu Xingzhi was. When she eagerly stepped into the Hall of Rebirth and pushed open the door, she saw the old man, who was as weak as a leaf in the wind, lying quietly on the bed. Tears burst out of her eyes like a flood. Hu Xingzhi's face was as pale as paper, and his breath was as weak as a candle swaying in the wind, as if it would go out in the next second, but there was still a trace of warm light in his eyes. He struggled to see Lin Huan and smiled a little, which made people feel distressed.

"You're here... Oh, Ah Huan is really an immortal. Time flies, but you're still so beautiful after your return... Silly girl, don't cry, look, I'm still fine, aren't I?" Hu Xingzhi's voice was weak and hoarse, as if every word was squeezed out from the depths of his life with difficulty, but he still forced himself to sit on the edge of the bed, his eyes full of a smile that he was trying hard to maintain.

“Immortal?” Lin Huan murmured in a daze, “I…”

At this moment, she was filled with sorrow and panic, and had no idea how to respond to these forced smiles.

"Brother Xingzhi...you...how can you bully me like this? You are simply stabbing my heart when you say that..." Her voice trembled, filled with endless sorrow and grievance.