The vast land will not change because of who is missing or who is more.

At least, it seems so.

The middle area, 13,000 areas, this is a very large area.

In each region, there are hundreds of millions of lives, and even more.

In the entire middle domain, there are countless creatures and countless warriors.

Anyone, any warrior, under this piece of heaven and earth, looks so small, so like an ant.

And in this huge middle domain, among countless creatures, countless stories are happening all the time.

However, some stories can become the focus of everyone.

Some stories are so mundane that they can't even be passed on.

Some warriors have risen to great fame and become famous all over the world.

Some warriors have been doing nothing in their lives and are drowned in the crowd.

But there is no doubt that it is countless creatures and countless stories that make up this wonderful middle field.

Or there is inherent injustice.

But in fact, the long martial arts road before everyone is full of thorns and endless twists and turns.

Between heaven and earth, the rules keep running.

Under the heaven and the earth, there are many forms of life.

Some people may just give in; some people may lament injustice.

But there are others who are persevering.

Some even take the risk and do nothing.

This is the warrior.

Of course, there are also people who are relaxed and happy.

The Four Seasons region, that is just one of the most common among the 13,000 regions.

Not much powerful, but not those weak marginal areas.

The entire area is considered medium, and the scope is similar.

The whole region is nothing strange, very common, as the name suggests, the seasons are as usual.

Perhaps the only thing I have to say is that the scenery and climate here are all ordinary and peaceful and pleasant.

At this moment, four seasons, a certain city, a certain suburb.

The surrounding scenery is not so beautiful, beautiful, but it is also lush and green, everywhere is green, and there are lush flowers and plants everywhere.

Just like Young Master Yu, lying on the ground on his back, with a grass in his mouth.

I looked at the sky comfortably, cloudless and blue.

From time to time, there is a gentle breeze.

It makes people feel relaxed and happy.

"Huh." The graceful figure in the young man's suit exhaled lightly, looking very comfortable.

Be honest.

What makes him really comfortable is probably not the cloudlessness or the peaceful scenery around him.

It was the soft and comfortable feeling under his head.

Behind this Young Master Ruyu, there was a graceful figure, a stunning woman at this moment.

The woman is also dressed in Chinese clothes.

The beautiful face might be enough to eclipse all women in the world.

At this moment, the woman was half-kneeling with a well-behaved face.

Young Master Naruyu was lying on the legs of this peerless woman, enjoying this softness and comfort through the layer of soft yarn.

"Yiyi, come, give your son a slap on the shoulder." Xiao Yi spit out the grass in his mouth and said lazily.

"Yeah." The woman behind her sweetly responded, and she cleverly stretched out her slender hand, kneading it on Xiao Yi's shoulder.

It was Xiao Yi who was like Master Yu.

And that stunning woman is naturally Yiyi.

Time flies, and it has been a year and a half since the two left the Holy Moon Sect to travel around.

For one and a half years, it is not long to say that it is long, and it is not short to be short.

And the two of them, just like ordinary warriors, are walking and traveling in this huge area.

Did not participate in any disputes, and did not do anything earth-shattering.

The two, as if in this middle domain, completely evaporated.

"Huh, it's been a year and a half in the blink of an eye." Xiao Yi exhaled lightly again.

This year and a half should have been the most comfortable and leisurely life for him in these years.

Yiyi smiled, "If Yiyi didn't guess wrong, the son can't be idle anymore."

"Oh?" Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows, raised his head, and looked at Yiyi.

Yiyi smiled and said nothing, her gentle and thin hands still kneading his shoulders for Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi smiled, "Sure enough, the maid in my house has always been icy and smart, and she can see through my mind at a glance."

Xiao Yi retracted his gaze, looked at the blue sky again, and sighed.

"In fact, it's not that I can't stay idle anymore."

"Instead, I thought I would be very comfortable with you."

"Of course, the fact is true. This year and a half has been comfortable enough."

"It's just that something is always missing."

"I know that I still have things to do; my heart cannot be completely calm and comfortable."

"I found you back, but there is another person waiting for me."

Yiyi looked at Xiao Yi and asked, "Is this the old man that the son often mentions? The son's martial arts enlightenment teacher."

"Yeah." Xiao Yiqing said with a ‘um’, his eyes looked up at the sky, gradually becoming deeper and... longing.

Yiyi hurriedly said, "The son will continue to practice, continue to practice, with the son's talent, one day he will grow up to have the ability to wake up the old age."

Yiyi has always been kind and considerate.

Xiao Yi shook his head, "I haven't been involved in martial arts practice for more than a year."

"As for experience, who said that travel is not experience?"

"And the most important thing is." Xiao Yi raised his head again and looked at Yiyi's beautiful and pleasant face seriously.

"The maid of my house, who was not in the cardamom years back then, was taken away by the old monster."

"Obviously it is the best time to appreciate all the wonderful things in this world, but I am trapped for life and practice hard day and night."

"Now, I should naturally take you around and see what is wonderful and colorful in this world."

Yiyi heard the words, his face flushed as he listened to the serious words.

There is no word ‘caring’ for every sentence, but the most genuine concern is revealed everywhere.

"Go around again." Xiao Yi smiled.

"I have been more than ten years, but I have traveled countless places and countless regions."

"I have also experienced and seen countless interesting places, wonderful mountains and wonderful waters."

"A lot of places, I have always wanted to go with you."

"Well, everything from Master Yi." Yiyi nodded obediently.

"I slept for a while." Xiao Yi smiled, "sleeping soundly in this cool breeze, but very comfortable."

"Wake me up later."

"Okay." Yiyi nodded, kneading and looking at this extremely handsome face that was so close at hand.

This jade-like face might make countless women obsessed with it.

This face looks relaxed, casual, and natural now, but below it is an extremely determined look.

It would have been quite happy to be with such a man.

Not to mention, being able to accompany this man day and night, travel around with him, accompany him to listen to the wind in the morning, watch the sun at sunset, and watch the stars and night at night.

For Yiyi, this year and a half has been the happiest period in her life.

It's just that she also knows very well that this kind of time is not sure how long it can last.

This man, even if he doesn't admit it, he is the master of the Eight Palaces after all. Since the establishment of the Eight Palaces, he is the first and only master of the Eight Palaces in history.

This man now seems to be lying on his back, resting comfortably.

But this man is destined to be extraordinary.

Some things, she actually knows, she has always been ice and snow smart.

However, she has always been accustomed to relying on her son in everything. If her son doesn't say anything, she will not know it, and has always followed.

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