Chapter 2469: Ten Years Later

Time flies.

Ten years passed in a flash.

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The fallen leaves that the autumn wind could not blow away danced in the yard with the wind.

The two children lay at the foot of the wall, looking at the jumping toad in the corner, wanting to cry but without tears.

"Brother An, didn't you say that the tadpoles would become frogs when they grow up? How did they become toads?"

"How should I know!"

The two looked at each other and were speechless.

The older boy was named Hua Si'an, the son of Shusheng and Chu Yehong.

The younger one was named Jingyu, the son of Jingyuan and Honglian.

They had lived in Chenyao Sword Sect next to the main peak of Xingchen Pavilion since they could remember, and they were very familiar with every plant and tree here.

Just a month ago, they went to the river to catch a tadpole, then dug a small hole under the wall, poured rainwater into it, and put the tadpole in.

Who would have thought that a month later, the tadpole actually grew into a toad!

"Sad!"

"How sad!"

The two little guys looked at the toad jumping around and shook their heads with emotion.

"By the way, I went to bring food to my mother this morning and found that she was crying again..."

Jing Yu suddenly said with a gloomy look.

Hearing this, Hua Si'an also looked bitter: "Yes, my father often drinks alone until late at night. They seem to be looking forward to the return of the master."

"But where did the master go? Why didn't he come back? Doesn't he know that so many people are thinking about him?"

"Well, who knows? If we want to know the answer, we should practice well. In the future, we will be as strong as Uncle Guo, so that we can go out and train, and find the master by the way!"

"Yes, find the master and let our parents stop crying!"

"Promise!"

The two hooked their fingers, full of vigor and energy, and promised the oath between them.

For Hua Si'an and Jing Yu, the name Bai Chen is extremely familiar, but this person is a figment of the imagination.

The reason why they were so eager to go down the mountain to train and find Bai Chen in the future was, to put it bluntly, out of filial piety, and they didn't want to see their elders crying again.

It had been ten years, and there was still no news of Bai Chen and the other two.

Logically, if they survived, they should have returned to Beichen to gather with everyone, and they would never let everyone worry so much.

So...

There was only one answer!

I'm afraid it was more dangerous than good.

...

Bai Zhixue, wearing a lotus-white dress, sat quietly under the bamboo pavilion in the mountains, looking at the misty sea of ​​clouds and wild cranes swimming in it, and couldn't help crying.

"Brother, ten years have passed. If you know about it in the afterlife, will you continue to protect us?"

Tears ran down her cheeks and fell on her clothes, but they couldn't cover up her despair at the moment.

Now almost everyone in Chenyao Sword Sect has determined that Bai Chen and the others are in danger.

So everyone is practicing hard so that they can take revenge on Xinglan Temple and Luoshamen in the future!

Fatty Guo stood behind Bai Zhixue, looking at her trembling back, his heart ached.

"I will definitely find the boss back."

He raised his hand, and naturally pressed it on Bai Zhixue's head and rubbed it, following the boss's habit.

Tears welled up in his eyes. The pain of the past ten years inspired Fatty Guo all the time, making him more and more diligent.

As the acting leader of Chenyao Sword Sect, he always firmly believed that Bai Chen was still alive.

Perhaps it was because of his persistence that the people of Chenyao Sword Sect did not collapse and have survived until now.

...

But.

Will he really be alive?

...

Eastern Continent.

As the most vast place in the five major regions, in addition to the vast Crazy Dragon Empire, there are more than 3,000 small countries.

There have been wars between these countries for years.

They are all surviving in the cracks.

The people are suffering.

As the saying goes, a weak country means weak people, and a strong country means strong people.

A country called Cangyu Empire, in this turbulent era, fought for years and fought hard to gain the reputation of their empire.

The original fifteen small countries were unified into a great country with a territory of more than 5 million square kilometers. Such a national strength is enough to compete with the Great Wei Empire in the north.

However, Cangyu Empire has experienced hundreds of years of war and chaos. Even with a strong foundation, the people in other places in the country are miserable except for a few famous cities including Kyoto.

In such a chaotic world, the incompetent and downtrodden can only become beggars, kneeling on the ground begging without dignity.

The strong ones have become the few wealthy families in various places, with countless powerful beauties.

...

Cangyu Empire, Yizhou.

On the cross street with many connections, a man in a tattered black robe stood with a sword, standing as steady as a clock.

He had long hair, which fell from his face in a mess, and no one could see his appearance clearly.

There were many people around because he had been standing here for three days and three nights.

Just like a statue, no movement, no sound.

"What happened to this person?"

"Is he dead?"

The crowd was talking, and more and more people gathered here.

Just by the black ancient sword in this person's hand, he looked like a swordsman.

But in the Cangyu Empire, where martial arts are important, how could a swordsman be so embarrassed?

Soon, people from the government in the distance came over, and seeing this, people made way for a wide road.

"Second Master, this kid has been standing here for three whole days without eating or drinking. He couldn't move after being pulled and pushed, and couldn't be pushed away."

More than a dozen government officials came forward. The man in the lead immediately pointed at Bai Chen and reported to the man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks behind him.

Hearing this, the man called Second Master touched his goatee and staggered over.

He half-crouched in front of Bai Chen and took a closer look. He couldn't see his face clearly, but he moved his nose and found that although Bai Chen looked embarrassed, he actually didn't have any odor on his body.

And his shoes, which were obviously tattered into beggar's shoes, were spotless!

"Hey you……"

The second master was about to speak.

Suddenly, Bai Chen raised his hand and directly grabbed his clothes.

"Hey, hey, hey, let go!"

When the officials behind him saw this, they were shocked and quickly came over to press Bai Chen's arm.

But no matter whether they pressed or pulled, they couldn't move Bai Chen at all.

Before the second master could get angry, he was shocked to find that he was actually being picked up by one hand by the guy in front of him.

The feeling of his feet dangling in the air made his eyelids twitch. He finally realized that this person was not a simple person, and he quickly begged for mercy: "Master, please forgive me. I just came here to see you, please forgive me!"

People in the yamen will be frightened when they see someone who is arrogant.

After all, in these troubled times, those with strong fists are the real masters!

…

Through the little gap between the hair, Bai Chen's dark eyes were staring at the man he was lifting up in front of him. After a moment, a cold voice sounded.

"Get out or die!"