The old madman owe a lot of favors to everyone in his life.

Although there are more or less regrets in life, there are too many regrets for the old lunatic.

He used to be a legendary peerless martial arts genius standing at the peak of martial arts, shining brightly, and was as strong as Di Longqi in the old era.

Behind him is a group of powerful brothers, each of whom fights on the battlefield with their own ambitions and dreams.

And until that day the old lunatic encountered the same terrifying massacre.

After that battle, the old madman disappeared, and the dynasty dream of the group of young people in the old era stopped.

The next day, the old madman, Ouyang Kuang, took Luo Feng and the wolf cub on the way.

At the end of the horizontal line, the sun slowly rose from there, ending the old madman, and his thin back burned into golden yellow.

Ouyang Kuang helped his thumb and sighed, "The new era ship looks like it is not suitable for us after all. Are you going to find that person?"

The old madman was smoking a dry tobacco, and his thin legs were like crows waiting for life to wither, clutching tightly on the deck swaying in the wind.

The cheeks full of ravines are memories carved out from the vicissitudes of time.

Memories began to surging in the old madman's mind.

The old madman with a sad and a hint of panic murmured, "You said... are we destined to sink into the wave of this new era with time?"

"Actually... it's not bad," Ouyang Kuang pursed his lips and smiled deep. "Everyone has his own way of living. It's also good to slow down and see the world itself."

The old madman looked at Ouyang Kuang, and Ouyang Kuang explained with a smile, "Boy, you are only over 80 years old, but I have lived more than 100 years. It sounds like eating more than you."

"We used to be the pride of the emperor with dreams, and we are also called strong people by the world, but look at what we are now."

"So, many times we live in the eyes of the world, and we may be said to have fallen into depravity. Anyway, the mood we were young had long since disappeared."

"But people, that's it. If you don't take some twists and turns and suffer some unnecessary losses, how can you see through those hypocritical principles and return to nature?"

Ouyang Kuang looked back at Luo Feng and the wolf cub on the deck and smiled, "Let's leave the things of the new era to the children of the new era. If you regret it, you will also admit the failed life. At least you still have a chance to see this child.

It will bear your regrets and bear fruit in the new world."

"You can also see why you say it so pretentiously, it's not like you?"

Ouyang Kuang shook his head and smiled, "Old madman, I won't be with the end of this ship. I'm tired, it's time to get off the boat."

"You...what do you mean?" The old madman was stunned, noticed something, and opened his mouth and then opened.

Ouyang Kuang laughed casually, "Even Jiuyou has a time to go to bed after death, so don't be surprised."

"I have stayed in the Wuyou Cave in the Nine Nether Realm for too long. My old body is destined to be impossible for me to become a martial artist in the Xuan Realm."

"I... I've been dreaming recently."

"I dreamed that the old guys from the old era came to pick me up, and I thought I should be almost done."

The old lunatic was silent.

The lifespan of a warrior in the Wuyou Cave Realm can reach 200 years, which is actually not difficult.

The difficulty lies in who can guarantee that there will be no problems?

For old guys who came out of the old era, who would not be a little disabled or sick?

Ouyang Kuang patted the silent old madman, "Let me get off the boat in the small town in front. Don't tell that brat about this. I just want to leave quietly one day. Don't come to me."

When we arrived at the town of Heddle halfway, Ouyang Kuang was about to leave.

"Come here," the old madman called Luo Feng seriously, "Now I'll kneel down for you Master Ouyang Kuang."

Luo Feng knelt down without hesitation and kowtowed three times in front of Ouyang Kuang.

"Remember, no matter how far you can reach in the future, even if you can forget me, don't forget Master Ouyang Kuang. You owe him more than you think."

Who can waste time with others when they are about to die and go to bed?

Most people who have reached this level may want to break through to the Six Eve Caves, right?

But Ouyang Kuang chose to leave his most precious time to Luo Feng.

He taught Luo Feng his skills without reservation.

At this moment, Ouyang Kuang was a candle, burning out his last glimmer of light and giving hope to the next generation.

"Okay, there's no need to do this," Ouyang Kuang helped Luo Feng up and said earnestly, "You little brat, I've lived a very happy life in the past two years. I feel like I'm much younger. Be careful in the future.

Let's go, I won't wipe your butt."

"Old man Ouyang Kuang, you said it seems like you are very old. Isn't it still early for your cultivation level?" Luo Feng said simply.

Ouyang Kuang glanced at the sad-looking old madman and explained with a smile, "It's still early, so you must practice quickly and strive to surpass your master's peak as soon as possible. I can brag about you whenever I go to everyone, right?"

"Well, okay, I will," Luo Fengzheng pointed.

"Okay, you guys go, I'll watch you go away," Ouyang Kuang got off the boat and watched the master and apprentice disappear on the sea level.

"I'm afraid... I don't have that chance anymore," Ouyang sighed, but he was calm and composed.

At this moment, Ouyang Kuang seemed to have grown much older. After removing the burden of Luo Feng, Ouyang Kuang's waist seemed to be no longer as tall and cool as before.

He left quietly under Cheng Xi, and never took away any light without greedily.

And a few days later, an old man was covered in lime and covered in dust in a mountain stream.

He squatted on a stone tablet carved overnight, his face full of pride.

Morning browsed my face, shining brightly.

He put the epitaph in front of him, and he was as stupid as a happy old child, lying in the coffin to see if he would feel uncomfortable.

Finally, the old man took a shower, changed into the new clothes he bought, and sat in the place where the sun rose, watching the passage of time quietly.

And there were a few epitaphs written on the tombstone behind the old man.

On the left is "I have been in this world for decades, and I have already had my wish, so I just sit and turn into a whisper."

On the right is "If pedestrians don't dislike you, you can stop for a while, and it's okay to cool down here."

In the middle - "The Tomb of the Unknown Soldier."

......

A week later...

Luo Feng appeared with the old madman at the door of the blacksmith in the down-and-out town.

This place is full of ashes and downs.

There were sounds of iron thundering in the house, and occasionally a man coughed, and the sound of iron thundering stopped.

"Master, your friend is here?" Luo Feng was puzzled.

The old madman looked at the faint and down-and-out door with his hands behind his back, but did not answer, as if he was thinking about something.
Chapter completed!