Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 941 Grand Finale One (Fifth Watch)
After eating and tidying up the rules, the two of them talked with the old man again, and just as they finished talking, there was the sound of firecrackers outside, accompanied by the sound of firecrackers, and knocking on the door.

"Uncle Yang! I brought you something!"

The old man stood up, and Song Wanzhi hurriedly supported him and led him out.

The door was opened, and the people crowded through the door bustlingly. Everyone stuffed the prepared glutinous rice balls, pancakes, and candies over, saying blessings.

Song Wanzhi picked it up for the old man while saying thank you for the old man.

"Hey! What a pretty girl! Where did she come from!"

The old man smiled and said: "A young couple passing by helped me carry firewood on the way, and they will spend the New Year with me, an old man!"

"Good man! Uncle Yang, if you don't have any firewood, just tell my family, Asheng. Asheng will bring some firewood for you and come back."

The old man was happy and did not speak.

Everyone stuffed things in, so they didn't bother, and then went back to their own homes.

The old man smiled and said, "I still think about me every year, and come to talk with me on weekdays. A distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor."

Song Wanzhi replied yes with a smile.

After sending the old man back home, Su Mengchen boiled hot water for the old man. The old man was getting old, and after talking to them, he sat on a chair and fell asleep. Song Wanzhi and Su Mengchen met and helped the old man wash Face and feet, then put him to bed.

Song Wanzhi and Su Mengchen looked at each other, then joined hands and walked out of the room.

The town is not very lively, just a few houses, no lanterns, only a little light coming out of the windows, there are children holding firecrackers, wearing thick clothes, rolling past like a small ball.

The sound of "crackling" sounded, and the children's joyful voices came.

The two of them walked on the street, and the shredded paper from the firecrackers splashed. Su Mengchen raised his sleeve, gently blocked her, and held her hand.

Far and near, it is desolate and lively.

For a while, without saying anything, just walking like this seems to be able to walk through the whole life.

A short, fat kid held the fire and tried to touch the firecracker, but he was timid. He thought it was lit before he touched it.

Song Wanzhi saw it and laughed.

Su Mengchen stepped forward, then bent down to pick up the stick of incense, and looked at Song Wanzhi with a smile: "What wish do you have?"

Song Wanzhi squatted down and held his hand: "My greatest wish now is that brother Xueyi can get well."

Su Mengchen held his hand instead: "It will be fine, late."

Song Wanzhi looked at him with a smile, and asked, "What about you? Meng Chen?"

It took him five years to finally completely erase the sadness from the girl's clear eyes. Now looking at his eyes, there is only happiness, expectations, and wholehearted trust.

But he didn't dare to look any more.

Su Mengchen brought the incense closer to the firecracker, and when Huo Huozi touched the firecracker, there was a "chi" sound.

Su Mengchen stretched out his hand, took her into his arms fiercely, and called her deeply: "...Wan Zhi."

his wish?

Wanzhi, the person in front of you has no other wishes besides you.

He wants you to remember him forever, but also wants you to forget him.

He is ready to make you forget him, but he is reluctant after all.

Everything in this world, Su Mengchen, is just a passerby. The only place he ever wanted to stop was your present and future.

But where is their future?
He exhausted everything, just looking forward to this day coming later, but after so many years, he has walked step by step, isn't this the moment he has been waiting for?
Late.

Late.

He hugged her, and the firecracker next to him rushed into the sky in an instant and made a sound.

She was in his arms, peaceful and prosperous.

Su Mengchen's hand holding the incense turned white tightly, but finally trembled uncontrollably, and the sparks of the incense also splashed tremblingly in the wind.

However, the man is still calmly taking him into his arms, his voice is low and gentle, it is an indelible dream that makes people intoxicated.

"Late."

In the darkness, in this remote border town, the sound of firecrackers can be heard here and there, and only two people are embracing each other.

The farmer next to him opened the window, and a plum blossom that hadn't bloomed was stuck in an earthen vase, and it poked out beautifully.

The Shan family had nothing else to do on New Year's Eve, so they planted plum blossoms to celebrate the New Year.

Nothing else, is it the most complete.

The two of them returned to the mountain hut in the dark and lit candles, but saw a carrier pigeon landed on the window. Song Wanzhi took the letter, looked at it, and said, "Mengchen, it's for you."

Su Mengchen took it, unfolded it, and then said with a smile: "It's that guy Duan Pingsheng. It seems that something happened to him, so he asked me to come and help."

Song Wanzhi sighed, "I still want you to go to Zhaoguo with me."

Su Mengchen held her face and said, "Okay, then let's go to Zhaoguo."

Song Wanzhi shook his head after all, "It's nothing. It's only ten days or so. I'm going to Zhaoguo. If you finish the business first, come to Zhaoguo to find me. If I'm first, I'll come to Zhaoguo." Looking for you in the water and clouds."

Su Mengchen held his hand and said with a smile, "Okay."

His lips pressed against her forehead, trembling slightly, and then he took the girl into his arms fiercely: "Wan Zhi, I'm sorry."

Ok?
Song Wanzhi raised her head, and was about to ask, but he had already kissed her deeply, no longer a gentle kiss, as if he wanted to integrate her into his own flesh and blood.

The man chuckled: "I'm sorry, I can't bear it anymore."

She wanted to cooperate, but she couldn't do anything about it. The ferocious force seemed to pierce into the depths of the soul, and the sweat flowed out, winding to the depths of the soul little by little.

Trembling, almost to the point of forcing tears out.

She didn't know how long it took before she calmed down. A red candle was lit outside the bed curtain, burning little by little, with the wick supporting a long section.

Song Wanzhi managed to get up again, and as soon as she got up, she was pulled into the arms of the man and pressed against the hot chest, she was still a little embarrassed.

Su Mengchen asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Song Wanzhi pointed to the candles: "In the farmhouse, if the candles on New Year's Eve burn to the end for a long time, then the good days will also end in a long time."

Su Mengchen looked at the long wick, smiled, then put on his clothes: "I'll go."

He picked up the small scissors that the girl next to him used to mend clothes, then stretched out his hand, and cut off the length of the wick.

He lowered his eyes, looked at the burning candle, the sharp scissors tilted slightly, and pierced his finger straight, he lowered his head, looked at the blood dripping from his finger, then put down the scissors silently, hand, walked over.

He reached out again, wrapped the girl in his arms, and smiled: "Is it okay? I couldn't control it just now."

Song Wanzhi shrank her head into the quilt: "Okay."

Su Mengchen smiled, and pressed down heavily: "Do it again?"

When Song Wanzhi heard it, before he had time to say anything, his lips and teeth fell on her delicate shoulders, sweeping gently but hotly.

In the end, she finally couldn't bear the tears and called him in a trembling voice. The man's panting was close to her ear, and he wanted to burn him to ashes.

He locked her into his arms and looked at her as she fell asleep.

A ray of light broke through the sky, and blurred light and shadow spilled in through the window.

The candle is about to burn.

He had never been afraid of anything in his life, but now he was afraid of time.

Just wish it was slower, slower.

However, the light still came on time.

Although it took a long time last night, Song Wanzhi still woke up very early. Su Mengchen cooked a bowl of porridge for her, and Song Wanzhi drank it.

Song Wanzhi looked at Su Mengchen, smiled and said, "From now on, I'll cook for you."

In fact, she found that the man in front of her seemed to only be able to cook porridge.

Su Mengchen's eyebrows remained the same: "...OK."

Song Wanzhi stepped forward, straightened his clothes, and then hugged him again: "This will be the last time we part."

Su Mengchen said: "...Yes."

Song Wanzhi smiled, let go of Su Mengchen, glanced at him, smiled slightly, and then turned to go out, but just as soon as he went out, Su Mengchen pulled him back, and then put him into his arms fiercely.

Song Wanzhi's heart skipped a beat: "...What's wrong, Mengchen?"

Su Mengchen paused for a while, and then said: "...your brother Xueyi wakes up, what if he won't let you go?"

Song Wanzhi couldn't help laughing, she didn't expect him to have such an idea, she smiled and said: "Impossible. Even if there is, brother Xueyi can't beat me now, no matter where you are, I will come to find you your."

Su Mengchen let go of her and smiled, "Okay."

Song Wanzhi looked at the budding plum tree outside the house, and said, "We can meet when the flowers bloom."

Su Mengchen nodded: "When the flowers bloom...we will meet."

Song Wanzhi listened, then turned around, walked forward, then turned around and waved to Su Mengchen.

Su Mengchen looked at her with a smile.

Song Wanzhi smiled lightly, turned around, and disappeared into the vast white world.

When the flowers bloom, they will meet again.

Su Mengchen stood there, watching the girl's figure disappearing from the corner of her eyes little by little, without moving.

I don't know when the snow fell, and it piled up on his body little by little.

Xiaobai stood there, grabbing Su Mengchen's robe with his claws.

The day passed, the night fell, the snow stopped, and another day came again.

When the sun came, he came back to his senses, raised his frozen fingers, wiped the snow off his face, and then turned and entered the house.

Arranged flowers, brewed tea, painted pictures.

He put the teacup upside down on the table, then walked out the door and closed the door again.

He raised his eyes, and the desolation before had disappeared, replaced by eyes as vast as the sky.

He finally smiled slowly, stretched out his hand, rolled up his sleeve, and Xiao Bai threw himself onto his sleeve.

It looks at its master.

Su Mengchen smiled: "Go."

Xiaobai took one last look at his master, then loosened his robe little by little, and then rushed into the boundless snow without looking back.

Su Mengchen brushed off the snow all over, and then stepped forward step by step.

The mountains and rivers in this world will be silent forever, and the years will flow, let him come.

-

Clouds and clouds swirl in the sky, and the small world of heaven and earth suppresses the golden dragon.

It hovers there, exhaling as wind and inhaling as rain.

Huge iron chains pierced through its body, and the free sky beyond Dragon Valley beckoned to it.

Then, it finally smelled that aura again, the aura that made it think like crazy, that aura that allowed it to rule the world again without any restraint.

It swung its body desperately, and then jumped out towards the Dragon Valley. The huge chains vibrated and the entire world began to vibrate, and the remaining creatures in the sea of ​​flames began to scream in panic .

The golden scales burned with the friction of the iron chains, and the iron chains that penetrated its body moved the golden dragon's body inch by inch. It was a kind of pain that made it dare not run out of Dragon Valley for so many years. , but now, even if it is smashed to pieces, it will go out!
"boom!"

With a loud bang, the iron chain collapsed to the extreme, and the hidden huge force pulled it down again, and slammed it to the ground!
When it raised its noble dragon head again, it saw Su Mengchen.

The man stood in front of it, his eyes were as vast as the sky, and his face was unparalleled.

The eyes of the golden dragon glared at him angrily!

you are late!You are half a year late!
you are late!
It rushed up angrily, and the huge dragon whiskers carried trembling power, and then plunged into the man's body!
He didn't fight back, he didn't even move.

The golden dragon pierced through its body, then crazily and violently pushed him against the mountain wall of Dragon Valley, glaring at him fiercely!
The long wait made it irritable, the blood in the man's body attracted it crazily, making it suck desperately without restraint!
Its golden eyes looked at Su Mengchen fiercely.

Su Mengchen looked at it with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I'm late, but I'm here, aren't I?"

The golden dragon roars!

Good year!Well, I'll let you go for a year!You do as I please, but damn it!You let me stay for half a year longer!
Su Mengchen said calmly: "You have been here for more than 2000 years. Could it be that you can't even stay here for half a year?"

No one knows what it was like when he saw the hair tie from the blue bird's claws, it was the knife of the blade of time, how could it compare to seeing her hurt?
He exchanged his own life for a year, but he wanted to spend more time with her, but how did he know that the girl would enter the seventh volume of time?
The time he bought was only a little bit, but the mutual fulfillment left them with less than two months.

Fifty-one days, how should he tell her that the rest of his life is just that short time.

The golden dragon swung its head and threw him to the ground viciously!

Even though he was thrown into such an embarrassment, the man still didn't see the slightest embarrassment. He stood up, and then said with a smile: "Qin Huang is about to wake up, you feel it, don't you? All the blood vows between you, if you don't want him to You subdue and become his slave, then, obey me."

The golden dragon looked at it restlessly, then roared angrily!

It is the golden dragon, even if it is an oath, it must be made with the most powerful person in the world!At the beginning, it made an oath with Qin Huang, so one person and one dragon restrained each other, but they obtained powerful power from each other. The giant dragon wanted to swallow Qin Huang completely, but Qin Huang wanted to completely drain the golden dragon blood!The blood of the golden dragon gave him a strong body and continuous strength, allowing him to fight constantly without getting tired, allowing him to run rampant throughout the world, planting the flag of the Emperor Qin's domain around the sea!And Qinhuang's bloodthirsty blood and human spirit made the golden dragon grow continuously, allowing it to roam freely outside the world, and its breath was earth-shattering.

But now, this secret belonging to it and Emperor Qin was known by the man in front of him!

However, it has no choice but to look at Su Mengchen restlessly.

Su Mengchen stood there, as if he couldn't feel the piercing pain in his chest, but looked at the thousands of iron chains passing through the body of the golden dragon, and then stretched out his hand.

The iron chain, which even the golden dragon could not break, was broken bit by bit in the man's hand.

Su Mengchen smiled: "I'll let you out, okay?"

There is gold everywhere, and the man standing in front of the golden dragon is like a grain of sand to the sun and the moon, but it seems to be holding the sun and the moon in the palm of his hand.

Come and I will give you everything you want.

Everything in the world has never changed.

-

Zhao Kingdom, the temple.

The old man's eyes fell into the transparent crystal bottle. At that moment, the eyes of this seemingly immortal old man suddenly showed a brilliant murderous intent, as well as the ambition that had been hidden for countless days.

Just that crystal bottle.

"Your Majesty." Baili Wenchun knelt behind and shouted respectfully, "Song Wanzhi, you've come."

His Majesty smiled slowly and closed his eyes: "I knew she would come."

He turned his head and looked at Baili Wenchun: "Are you all ready?"

"Report to Your Majesty, everything is ready."

His Majesty raised his footsteps, and then walked towards the outside of the temple.

This is the second time in his life that he has left this place, and he is never going to come back.

"Welcome her!" His Majesty gave an order.

"Yes!" Baili Wenchun replied.

Outside the temple, there was Lang Lang's clear sky, a wild goose flapped its wings and flew out of the sky.

His Majesty stepped forward and stood under the sun. The sun fell on his body, bringing a slight light and shadow. Mochizuki led the disciples of the temple to stand there.

"How is Xiao Xueyi doing now?" His Majesty asked.

Mochizuki bowed his head: "It's all done according to your instructions."

His Majesty nodded, and walked out of the gate of the temple alone, towards the city wall.

He sat there, watching the girl riding a horse, carrying a snow sword and a Thousand Chance Umbrella, galloping towards her.

For so many years, he watched her be born, watched her grow up, watched her become enlightened day by day with her extraordinary talent, watched her step out of the abyss of extreme evil, and then shone in this world with an extremely dazzling posture.

Now, it's finally time to take it back.

20 is old.

Song Wanzhi, your life will always stop when you are 20 years old.

Carrying the long-cherished wish of a thousand years, with the most ardent blood and fire, ushered in the ups and downs of 2000 years.

Your birth, from beginning to end, was just a conspiracy.

(End of this chapter)