Soul Emperor Martial God

"Yi'er..." The third elder wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up again, and walked to Xiao Yi.

This time, Xiao Yi did not move forward absentmindedly, but froze in place.

Snapped…

The third elder put his old but powerful hands on Xiao Yi's shoulders, "Yi'er, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

It was the slap of these hands that suddenly touched the deepest thoughts in Xiao Yi's heart.

The eyes that had lost their color gradually regained their brilliance.

The originally empty eyes gradually regained some clarity.

Xiao Yi recalled many things in his mind.

Deep in my heart, the old man in front of him also loved him very much.

This old man, who never married, regarded him as his own.

This old man used to protect him at all costs.

Here, there are also many clansmen who once fought side by side with him to protect the Xiao family; they once sacrificed their lives for him, the young head of the Xiao family.

Xiao Yi's eyes gradually regained clarity, and he gradually saw the old man in front of him.

This old man, in fact, has never been inferior to other old men in his heart.

This old man, who he also cherished, was a life-like existence.

Looking at the third elder, Xiao Chong, tearful, in addition to sadness in Xiao Yi's heart, there is also a deep heartache.

"Yi'er, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Zhong grabbed Xiao Yi's shoulder and asked with concern.

"No, they're all gone..." Xiao Yi finally couldn't help feeling sad and burst into tears.

"No? Who's gone?" Xiao Zhong asked quickly.

Xiao Yi choked up, "Yiyi, Yi Lao, the chief hall masters, all gone, all gone..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Yi's eyes went black and he fainted.

Maybe it's too much sadness and damage to the mind.

Maybe it was because he was always tired, but he had been able to hold on in the past, but now, there is no need for him to hold on anymore.

Because what he wanted to protect is gone.

In this world, he doesn't want it.

"Yi'er." Xiao Zhong, Xiao Lihuo, and the elders, with shocked expressions, hurriedly gathered around.

Xiao Lihuo quickly took Xiao Yi's wrist and checked it out.

After a long while, Xiao Lihuo heaved a sigh of relief, "It's okay, I'm just exhausted and passed out."

When everyone heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief.

For the elders of the Xiao family, Xiao Yi is the greatest hope of the entire Xiao family, and it is their lifeblood.

The Xiao family's glory today is all because of the existence of this young man.

Xiao Zhong said, "Take Yi'er back to the family first."

"Bai Lian." Xiao Lihuo said coldly, "First detain the Lin family."

"The following crime is committed, offending the head of the family. You know what crime this is."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Xiao Bailian bowed to take orders.

All around, the Lin family members were all sweaty.

The ancestor of the Lin family looked at the young man who fainted in disbelief, secretly horrified and regretted, "Is that the legendary head of the Xiao family? The most legendary figure in the Sixteen Kingdoms of Yanlong?"

In the Sixteen Kingdoms of Yanlong, the reason why the Xiao family can become the most detached existence is all because of the legendary Xiao family head.

…

a month later.

Xiao family.

In an antique room, Xiao Yi woke up slowly.

This month, he slept soundly.

"This is..." Xiao Yi looked around in confusion, everything in front of him was so unfamiliar and familiar

This is the residence of his original young master.

Back then, Yiyi, who was still in her cardamom years, took medicine to take care of him.

It was also here that Yiyi, this stupid girl, blocked Yang Fu's fatal blow for him.

Everything is like yesterday.

Nothing here has changed.

Moreover, although he has not returned for many years, there is not even a single dust particle here.

Come to think of it, although he was not there, the third elder still sent people to clean up from time to time.

Thinking of Yiyi and everything here, Xiao Yi smiled slightly.

However, in just a moment, Xiao Yi's heart surged up again.

Here, whether there is a place for him to redeem, or people, things, things.

Or have.

Or, no.

Xiao Yi's eyes once again lost their luster.

Although it is not empty and absent, it is also gloomy.

Xiao Yi got up slowly, walked out of the room in a daze, and walked on the aisle of the family.

half an hour.

At the back of the mountain, the bamboo forests on both sides of the aisle are still so comfortable.

The breeze blowing, accompanied by green bamboo, recalled the past.

…

The homeowner's library.

The third elder suddenly stood up, "What, Yi'er finally woke up?"

"Go and have a look."

In front of the table, the family reported the report, and at this time replied with a wry smile, "But the owner of the house is not at the residence, but went to the back mountain alone."

"Back Mountain?" The third elder frowned, then sat down slowly.

"Forget it, it seems that Yi'er wants to be quiet, so she won't disturb him."

…

Back Mountain.

Xiao Yi sat quietly, just like in the past, facing the sun and facing the breeze.

He still remembered that the last time he walked through that aisle and sat in the back mountain was a long, long time ago.

He also remembered that when Lao Yi was seriously injured, he came here; whenever he was upset, sad, and sad, he would come back here to see everything here.

This is the first place he came to this world, and it is also one of the deepest imprints in his heart.

Here, he met Yiyi, the person he loved the most in this life; he met the third elder, Xiao Zhong, who treated him as if he were his own.

Here, he began to come into contact with martial arts and set foot on the road of martial arts.

Here, is the beginning of his original intention of martial arts.

Here, it means a lot to him.

However, he still feels extremely sad and extremely painful.

one day…

two days...

three days...

half month…

Xiao Yi has been sitting quietly, not saying a word, not even moving a minute.

Behind him, a clansman put down a basket of meals, did not dare to disturb them, and left quietly.

For the past half month, the Xiao family members have delivered meals every day.

But Xiao Yi didn't move, not even a glance.

The figure just sits like this, as if it were petrified.

The sun rises and the moon sets, the breeze blows, the clansmen walk in and out of the clan, and everything seems to be so ordinary.

In this world, nothing has become sad because of his sadness.

Of course, with his strength, he can indeed be so angry that the void trembles, and countless stars turn into ashes.

But his sadness didn't change anything.

January…

February…

March…

One year...two years...three years...

Xiao Yi sat there for a while, without speaking or moving.

At the beginning, the entire Xiao family was extremely worried. The elders came to talk in turn, but none of them could wait for Xiao Yi to answer.

Over time, the Xiao family members seemed to get used to it, so they would not bother in the future.

The Xiao family members are well aware that their Patriarch is so powerful that even if he doesn't eat or drink, he will be fine, so let's just assume that he is in retreat.

Five years later…

Xiao Yi finally got up slowly, walked across the green bamboo forest road, and left the back mountain.

"It's the head of the house."

"The master has come down the mountain."

"Patriarch has finally come down, go and report to the elders."

Along the way, the clansmen saw Xiao Yi, and they were all surprised and overjoyed at the same time.

To many clansmen, Xiao Yi is a legendary figure.

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