Heroes of the Fantasy World

Chapter 440 The Lost Child

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The four young men entered the bedroom one by one, and Yuan Fengzi lay dying on the sickbed in front of him.

But a year ago, he still had the energy to braid his long beard into gray and white braids and comb them neatly.Even though his face was already covered with wrinkles, his eyes were bright and his body was very healthy.But now, lying on the couch is a thin old man with a sickly face and atrophied arm muscles.

With Yuan Fengzi's current appearance, it is difficult to even stand up and walk, let alone swing the hammer again, and continue to forge some magical weapons. As a person who takes sword-making as his lifelong pleasure, he has lost everything now.However, he still smiled calmly.

"Hahaha, are you here? I knew you would come."

Bai Feng slightly bowed his head and bowed his head, showing respect, and replied: "Senior, are you okay?"

"Please forgive me, this old man can only come to see you in this posture now." Yuan Fengzi took his hand out of the quilt and put it in front of Baifeng, and continued: "Give me the sword."

"Here is the sword, let me hold it for you..." Before Baifeng finished speaking, the old man grabbed Longming Sword and said, "Only this sword, I want to see it with my own eyes."

His fingers looked like dead branches, with swollen joints and shriveled around, but when he saw the Longming Sword, he seemed to be several decades younger immediately, as if he had become a mature swordsmith playing with his best skills A masterpiece with a proud and youthful smile.

"When your master Gaozu left Beizhen, he was as disgraced as you are now." Yuan Fengzi said: "Your fate is surprisingly similar. If you feel that the future is hopeless, our family welcomes you at any time .”

Bai Feng immediately knelt down to thank Yuan Fengzi for his kindness, and said: "Senior's kindness in rebuilding, whether it is to Longming Sword or to me, will never be forgotten!"

Yuan Fengzi returned the Longming Sword, cleared his throat, and said, "I asked Ayu and Wen Tao to place the body of your 'friend' next to the imperial mausoleum. The former royal family used some special means to preserve the body. Keep the body from decaying, so that posterity will come from all directions to express their condolences... Shaoxia Bai was in a hurry last time, so he must still want to see his old friend, right?"

"You mean, Miss E Wu?" Bai Feng suddenly felt sad and asked, "Can I go see her now?"

"Oh, let's go tomorrow, it's night now." Yuan Fengzi waved to the other two, and said: "Ayu, Wen Tao, you take Bai Shaoxia to pay homage to your old friend tomorrow, don't worry about getting old."

Ayu said: "But Grandpa, it's not good to leave you here alone!"

"Yes, let me stay with the old man." Fu Wentao also said kindly.

Yuan Fengzi shook his hands impatiently, and said: "What do you still care about me? I can't eat or walk now. It won't be strange even if I die tomorrow. You are still young, don't be on me. waste time."

"Grandpa!" Ayu and Fu Wentao spoke in unison.

"Ah Yu only hopes to spend more time with Grandpa, and one more day counts as one day..."

"Wen Tao is incompetent! In the past, Ah Yu found a famous doctor to save my stump, but now I can no longer find a good doctor to cure the illness of the elder."

Yuan Fengzi pointed to the heads of Fu Wentao and Ayu, and sighed: "You guys, I don't know what to say——Bai Shaoxia comes here so rarely, it's hard for him to see me crying, how embarrassing! That kid Gao Zhu knows, he will definitely laugh at me."

After all, he was in tears.

"Actually, I have no regrets in getting to know Gao Zhu, his good disciple, A Yu, and Wen Tao in my life. I can see Long Mingjian again at the last moment, and I will let you go." It's already satisfying."

Bai Feng seemed to be moved by this true feeling, and immediately agreed: "Don't worry, senior, they will go with me tomorrow."

"Okay, okay, okay." After Yuan Fengzi finished speaking, a strange little girl handed him a handkerchief to wipe his tears. He couldn't help asking, "Who is this little girl?"

The little girl said: "My name is Yu Ke. Grandpa, don't cry. It's cold outside, and your tears will freeze into ice."

Under the confrontation of several young people, they quickly settled Yuan Fengzi's emotions and let him fall asleep at ease. However, when they were young, they also divided their rooms and went to bed separately.

The second day, cloudy, light snow.Several young men put on their cloaks and buckled their hoods, and they were about to go out for a long trip.

In winter, the mountain roads are covered with snow, and you will be surprised. Small snowflakes that are not as big as your fingernails fall from the sky, and they are enough to cover the mountain. Obviously, they don’t make any noise. If they do, it’s only a moment. It is simply inaudible to someone who is trying to climb upwards.

"The impression of the last time I was here has completely faded away." Bai Feng thought to himself: "Just a gust of snow can cover all the traces of our existence."

"Brother Yi!" Seeing that Bai Feng was murmuring and didn't know what to say, A Ke asked, "This Miss E must be your very good friend, right?"

"She saved me and gave her life to save me."

"Is it like you rescued me from my aunt?" Ake continued to ask innocently.

"It will only get worse."

Bai Feng spoke concisely, as if he didn't want the other party to know too much, and then saw that the snow was getting worse, so he reminded everyone: "Be careful not to step on the seemingly flat stones, these places are often covered with ice moss , at least it can make you fall."

Obviously, this sentence was meant for A Ke, and A Ke's attention was immediately diverted to her feet, and she didn't ask about other things.

After a while, a few people came to that familiar place—the land that used to be full of miscanthus is now a long snowfield, and the pure white miscanthus flowers like snow are willing to hide under the snowdrifts to spend the winter in order to preserve their seeds.

They are approaching the place where they fought fiercely.That night, dozens of people died here for the dream of immortality; that night, a few people swore their blood and sweat here because they resisted to the death. A spark of life remains.

"Do you remember that day?" Fu Wentao suddenly turned around and asked: "To be honest, I don't know those people, and I don't understand why they are so crazy, but for Miss Murong, for Ah Yu, for Mr. Yuan, and... You, I must defend to the death."

During the conversation, the two arrived at their destination one after another.

"It's here." Fu Wentao said: "This is the tomb that Mr. Yuan prepared for himself. In order to make Mrs. E, a friend of Bai Shaoxia's friend, safe after death, Mr. Yuan gave up his tomb immediately without even thinking about it. Hehe, It's an interesting thing to say, maybe it's because of this that he has been hanging on his breath and not dying."

From a distance, there is no obvious mark on the tomb, but it is a vast expanse of whiteness. When you look closely, you can see that there is an Asuka entrance. Just pull it back slightly, and the door of the tomb will open.

　Thank you for your concern, the illness is cured, and the follow-up update frequency will return to normal.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)