Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

Countless people stared at this scene in amazement, feeling as insignificant as an ant.

Shen Xiruo stood on the city wall and looked at the image of heaven and earth that stretched from sky to earth. She felt greatly shocked and dazzled.

"…It turns out that he didn't try his best from the beginning."

Everyone thought that he should have reached the end of his rope and had run out of tricks after coming to this point.

But in the desperate situation, everyone realized that what they saw was still like a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky, just like a mayfly discussing the sky.

If Huang Qiyun had not become his only weakness, he would have been truly invincible!

Chapter 908: All the world is suffering, all love is sin

Huang Qiyun opened his eyes, suddenly sat up, and reached forward with his right hand.

a voice sounded.

"Having a nightmare?"

"Hmm..." Huang Qiyun lowered his right hand: "I had a dream. It was a very scary thing."

"What's so terrible?"

"I dreamed that you left me behind, and I ran and ran, but I could never catch up..."

"Silly boy, how could I leave you behind?"

The young man pushed open the window, and a gust of fresh air blew in with the wind. The warm sunlight made Huang Qiyun, who was sitting on the bed, squint her eyes slightly. She was like a kitten with its chin raised to face the sunlight.

"Hurry up, little lazy bug." The young man smiled and rolled up his hair: "Didn't you say you were going to the Qiantang market today?"

Huang Qiyun blinked, sat in front of the dressing table, and said coquettishly: "Comb my hair."

The young man who was planning to make the bed gave her a doting look that said "I really can't do anything about you", picked up a comb and started fiddling with her long hair.

Some neighbors walked by the door, saw this scene, and laughed with their hands covering their lips.

"It's been ten years since this young couple got married, and their relationship is still as good as ever."

"She combs my hair and draws my eyebrows... I really envy her."

"What a perfect match."

Listening to the compliments from others, Huang Qiyun raised the corners of her lips in satisfaction. Although happiness is not meant to be shown to others, there is no need to hide it.

After a while, the young man fixed his hair and asked with a smile, "How is it?"

Huang Qiyun looked at herself in the bronze mirror and nodded with satisfaction. She had already married and no longer had the hairstyle she had when she was young.

After washing up, she took her husband's arm and walked to the nearby market together.

The market is not very big, but it is quite lively. Living in seclusion here can be regarded as hiding in the city, and you will not be disturbed by other people with ulterior motives.

The couple lived for ten years and their life was ordinary.

There is no passionate period, and naturally no cold period, there is only a long-lasting warming of emotions.

But occasionally, in my ordinary life, I will go to other places to take a walk, see the scenery, and taste something new.

Arrived at the door of a familiar store.

The shopkeeper handed over a package that had been wrapped in oil paper, and said with a smile, "I got a lot of good stuff here today. I'll pick some for you to take back later?"

"How much is it?"

"Why would I accept Mr. Bai's money?" The shopkeeper waved his hands repeatedly: "I'm giving it to you to show your good luck. My wife gave birth yesterday, and both mother and child are safe."

The young man smiled and bowed: "Congratulations, shopkeeper."

The two talked and laughed.

The shopkeeper half-jokingly said, "Mr. Bai is almost thirty years old, isn't it time to consider having a child?"

The young man didn't respond. After exchanging pleasantries, he took his wife's hand and walked to the next store.

Huang Qiyun poked his arm.

"what happened?"

"Which one do you like?"

"what?"

"Boy or girl?"

The young man paused and turned back in surprise and joy: "You..."

"Not yet." Huang Qiyun raised the corners of his lips.

The young man was so happy that he scratched his cheek.

"You have to work harder." Huang Qiyun leaned on his shoulder and smiled sweetly: "Don't you see that others are worried about us?"

"I have tried very hard as a husband."

"So you're saying that my wife's belly is not doing well?"

The young man held her hand and soothed her, "My husband wouldn't dare."

"It's just that it's not that easy to have children. We are both canonized saints. The price of a long life is that it's not easy to have offspring. If both husband and wife are canonized saints, the chance will be even lower."

"I don't care. I must have a child soon."

"Why are you so anxious?"

"I'm uncomfortable with other people's looks! When I went out, some young wives mocked me a few years ago, saying that no matter how beautiful a bird is, it won't work if it doesn't lay eggs. It really pissed me off! They even showed off their children in front of me all the time." Huang Qiyun raised his eyebrows and snorted, "The matchmaker at the village is arranging another marriage for you because you don't have children. Do you really think I don't know?"

The young man looked at her serious and anxious expression, couldn't help laughing, and gently scratched his wife's nose: "Little fool, even if there is no child, it doesn't matter, I am enjoying the present life."

"But... we still need a child." Huang Qiyun gently touched her belly: "Having a child will only make us happier, and it is also our mission for the rest of our lives."

"To be able to say this means you have really let it go." The young man smiled gently.

"I've let it go a long time ago." Huang Qiyun stroked the young man's cheek with both hands and confessed affectionately: "As long as I'm with you, I can let go of everything. I don't care about hatred or the past. I only care about you."

"I love you, Bai Yu, my husband."

But, facing this confession.

The young man just smiled and did not answer.

"..."

"Husband?" Huang Qiyun felt a little panic for no reason.

The young man stood still, but the distance between them began to widen.

"Wait!" She stretched out her hand and tried to grab the other person: "Where are you going! Don't leave me!"

The young man just looked at her with a very sad look and sighed softly: "You should go... but remember, don't come to see me too early."

After saying this, he was swallowed up by endless darkness.

Huang Qiyun wanted to rush into the dark shadow.

But a force from her shoulders dragged her backwards, and a hand grabbed her and pulled her towards the area covered by light behind her.

……

The stream gurgled.

The cold dew condensed on the leaves, dripped down, and fell into the hair at her temples. The slight coolness woke up the sleeping woman.

Huang Qiyun opened her eyes. She was lying in the pavilion beside the stream. The cold stone slabs were wet. Her long hair was soaked by dew and rain and stuck together. Her clothes were stained with blood. She sat up slowly, and every part of her body felt clear pain.

What she just saw was just a beautiful dream. The real reality was so cruel that she didn't want to open her eyes to see it.

She wanted to just close her eyes, wait for the pain to consume her, and then return to that fleeting dream, never to wake up again.

At least in her dreams, there will be someone she loves who will kiss her awake.

Husband...

But there was someone who wouldn't allow her to just look away and die.

"Open your eyes when you wake up. Don't pretend to be asleep. No one here will coax you to sleep."

When Huang Qiyun heard this, he wanted to retort immediately, but when he looked over, he was slightly stunned again.

Huang Yanxia was not intact at this time. She had wounds and scars on her body from the fight. She was lowering her head and throwing the flame into the water, using hot water to clean the wounds.

"Why did you save me?" Huang Qiyun was in a trance for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Wouldn't it be better for you if I died?"

"Because the hatred between us can only be settled between you and me, no one else has the right to interfere." Huang Yanxia said calmly: "Now you are a public enemy in the martial arts world, it will not be easy for you to survive."

"Who's hunting me?"

"The imperial court, the martial arts world, and perhaps the Black Archer... Who knows how many people there are?" Huang Yanxia said calmly, "But I can only help you up to this point. Now that you're awake, we should go our separate ways. You may not be able to stay in Daxia anymore, so you can consider going somewhere else."

"I'm not going!" She suddenly raised her voice.

Then he realized that he was too emotional and lowered his voice again: "I am reluctant to bow to them."

Huang Yanxia remained silent.

The two sisters just sat there, looking at each other in silence.

It was not until the drizzle was about to stop that Huang Qiyun asked in a trembling voice, "Where is he?"

"died."

Huang Qiyun's pupils shrank, and then he shook his head: "I don't believe it."

Huang Yanxia paused her fingertips, she looked at the stream outside the pavilion, and whispered: "It's already the third day. If he is still alive, the court or the martial arts world would not dare to hunt you down so blatantly."

"...I don't believe it." Huang Qiyun repeated with lifeless eyes.

Huang Yanxia saw how distraught she was and didn't know whether she should let her accept this reality or choose to lie.

After hesitating for a moment, Huang Yanxia took out something from behind. It was something wrapped in cloth and about three feet long.

After lifting the cloth, what was revealed made Huang Qiyun stand up instantly.

It was as if there was something extremely terrifying in there, and she dared not look or raise her head. She staggered backwards and fell into the mud. Her long skirt was soaked by the cold rain. She felt the sky was dark and everything was shaking.

The drizzle was about to stop, why did it suddenly start raining again? It was raining so heavily.

The raindrops dripped down my cheeks onto the green grass.

She looked at the severed arm, and her soul seemed to have been taken away from her. She fell to the ground, and her tears mixed with rain water fell down.

Huang Yanxia knew that she had done something extremely cruel.

She walked slowly closer, raised her hand hesitantly, paused for a moment, and then hugged Huang Qiyun.

"If you want to cry, just cry for a while..."

The low whimpering sound could not be suppressed and rang out beside the stream, like a broken wind chime, the sound was no longer so clear and hoarse.

……

As a result, the two sisters were not completely separated.

They continued to be together.

He quietly hid his identity and avoided all kinds of pursuits, both overt and covert.

One day, in a restaurant in the provincial capital of Luzhou, a storyteller picked up a bowl of rice wine to moisten his throat, then slammed the gavel with a bang.

"Let's talk about the day when we cut down the deer city..."

"Many heroes emerged and competed for supremacy."

"Even if all the martial masters join forces, they can't defeat him!"

"That man in green is truly a demonic power that is unrivaled! He exchanged arms with the contemporary martial arts immortal, and there was no clear winner. He even fought against several martial arts champions afterwards!"

"But he jumped onto the city wall, transformed himself, shouted loudly, and turned into a hundred-foot-tall Dharma image. He stomped his feet and turned the world upside down!"

“What a spectacular scene that day!”

“Ten thousand people saw it with their own eyes!”

The white-bearded storyteller was spitting all over the place and his words were full of ups and downs. The audience below were also excited and applauded.

"But the man in green fought a whole city by himself. Although it was an unprecedented act of great talent, it ultimately exhausted all his life's energy."