Han Yan left after all.


    With reluctance and anger, she left the world that made her feel bad. No one knew what was in her mind at last.


    She is a woman, a young woman full of good expectations for the future, hope to meet the confidant half, hand in hand to the old, love.


    But it''s all a dream.


    The only thing she did in her life was to fight with Lin Fan for wisdom and courage, fight with heaven and earth, and finally found that she had been fighting with the air all the time.


    Han Yan is not willing to admit it.


    All she did was to protect her sister. After her whole life, the only thing that made her happy was to protect her sister. How could she say that all she did was that he thought too much.


    "Brother Lin, my closest relatives have gone, and I''ll only have you in the future."


    Xiaoxiao is the saddest. She has been fighting with her sister for wisdom and courage, but no matter what, her sister is always the best sister in her heart.


    Lin Fan stroked his little head, "I will accompany you in the future."


    In all kinds of dreams, Lin fan has been used to life and death for a long time. He would be sad when he encountered this kind of situation, but with the constant encounter, he has a kind of insight.


    Everyone is happy life, no regret to leave, that is their ultimate destination, maybe one day in the future, maybe meet somewhere.


    Once in a while, Lin fan would think about one thing.


    When on earth can he finish the task.


    Although I haven''t read many books, I can understand the literal meaning of the task. It seems that there is nothing left. Why can''t I go back.


    Of course.


    He is not in a hurry.


    Because Xiaoxiao is still there, he will accompany Xiaoxiao to finish her last journey. He is like a hormone in walking. When she meets her, she seems to die alone. She is not a lonely star, but is serious about her feelings, which makes him unable to do these things wrong.


    Since can''t give you perfect love, give you perfect friendship, family, accompany you crazy, accompany you to play, let you leave only a trace of regret.


    Although Lin fan is a mental patient, he is serious about his feelings. He will not share his love with others without his wife''s consent.


    Twenty years later.


    Han Xiaoxiao''s time is approaching. He is weak to the extreme. He looks ruddy, but it''s just a reflection.


    Inside.


    By the bed.


    The stove was warm and the snow was floating outside.


    "Brother Lin, why don''t you agree with me? Don''t lie to me. I''m dying. Don''t lie to me." Han Xiaoxiao looks at Lin fan. People often say that when a person is dying, his words are good. But Xiaoxiao''s meaning is very clear. I''m going to leave. Just tell me the truth. I''m really not reconciled.


    Lin Fan grabs Han Xiaoxiao''s hand, "I have a wife."


    After Han Xiaoxiao heard that, he didn''t know where the strength came from. He pulled Lin Fan''s hand and bit Lin Fan''s palm. He was very hard, very hard. He had already seen blood.


    "If there is an afterlife, I will be the first to find you, before you have no wife."


    "I like you very much. I like you all my life."


    "But you keep refusing me."


    "No matter how old I am, Han Xiaoxiao is full of youth and vitality."


    She has no strength to move. If she really has strength, she must turn over and jump up to press Lin Fan on the bed.


    Lin Fan didn''t draw back his hand. Seeing that Xiao Xiao gradually released his mouth, he held his hand and put it on his forehead until Xiao was completely out of breath.


    He knows little thoughts.


    But some things It''s not like that.


    "Xiaoxiao, you are right. You are always full of youth." Lin Fan looked at the quiet little, eyes have silk fluctuations, no one knows what he is thinking.


    Maybe it''s a little to leave, it''s very reluctant.


    For Lin fan, familiar people have left.


    In the next 20 years, the once bustling Zishan forest mansion will gradually become deserted. Most of the maidservants and servants have passed away. Some of them are too old to be picked up by their grandchildren and return to their hometown to enjoy their old age.


    Lin Fan''s life as usual, no change, basically every day is fishing, sitting in the pond, looking at the blue sky.


    Twenty years passed like this.


    By the pond.


    Lin fan, holding a fishing rod, was fishing quietly. In the past, he could talk while fishing, but now they are gone, and he is the only one left.


    He wants to go back.


    But the task has not been completed. For him, it should have been completed, but somehow, he just can''t go back.


    At this point.


    A figure rushed in from the outside. The other side was covered with blood. It was obvious that he was in an unimaginable fight outside. When the young man saw Lin Fan fishing, his face was filled with ecstasy.


    "The rumors are true.""It''s all true."


    Lin fan has always maintained the appearance of aging. When he felt very old, he didn''t want to feel this kind of problem, so he accompanied him to grow old.


    The young man walked slowly to Lin fan.


    He looked excited and flushed.


    Poop!


    "Master, please pass on my peerless martial arts. My whole family has been killed, and more than 100 people in my family have been killed." The young man kneels down in front of Lin fan. He has escaped for several years and has been hunted down. Later, he practices his family martial arts hard, but finds that even when he reaches the highest level of cultivation, he is still not the opponent of those people.


    Therefore, he fell into despair completely.


    Later, I learned the existence of Zishan forest house from a travel note.


    Throw a mountain into the sky with bare hands.


    In his view, it is clear that it is nonsense. How can there be such a person? But if he wants to revenge, even if he feels impossible, he should try to have a look in case he really meets him.


    Lin Fan looked at the man who suddenly appeared.


    The words of Tiansheng came to mind.


    "Pass on my kendo."


    Lin fan doesn''t know how long he can stay here. If one day the task ends inexplicably and leaves suddenly, the things entrusted to him by Tiansheng can''t be completed.


    He looked at each other carefully.


    He nodded his head gently.


    This young man is not bad.


    He got up and walked towards the house. The young man watched Lin Fan leave. He didn''t know why. He thought that the elder would not accept him as an apprentice easily. But even so, he would kneel down here and move the elder with sincerity.


    His eyes were fixed.


    Even in difficulties, they will not give up.


    It wasn''t long.


    Lin Fan came up with a wooden sword, came to the young man, handed him the present, and said slowly, "this is what a friend of mine once gave me. His sword skill is very powerful, and everything is left in this wooden sword. Go back and understand it slowly. I hope you can achieve something and inherit his legacy."


    Zhao Yong raised his hands and took the wooden sword respectfully.


    He is full of questions.


    What is this wooden sword.


    But since it was given by the elder, it is of course useful.


    "If you have nothing to do, just go. There is no one here to serve you." Lin Fan waved his hand. What he was thinking now was, when can I go back? It''s been a long time.


    Zhao Yong kowtowed thanks again.


    "Master, I will not insult the inheritance of this Kendo master."


    "When I get revenge, I will come back to serve my master."


    Zhao Yong leaves with a wooden sword.


    Go to the door.


    He looked back and saw the old man sitting there, quietly fishing, as if he was integrated with the whole world.


    Winter goes and spring comes.


    Everything seems very calm, years for Lin fan, has not important, he has been waiting, always believe that the world is round, everything is circular, as long as the time comes, everything will come to the starting point.


    Ten years later.


    This day.


    It was snowing in the sky. The snow was falling slowly. Everything was white before his eyes. He stood in the courtyard and held out his hand to let the snowflakes fall into the palm of his hand. It was cold and ice. It didn''t take long for the snowflakes to melt.


    Lin Fan felt the scarf wrapped around his neck. It was woven for him by Xiao Xiao. Although it looked ugly, it was still pretty to Lin fan.


    Sometimes, he would stand in front of a small tombstone.


    For a long time.


    Sa Sa!


    I don''t know if it''s the wind or someone''s coming.


    Next.


    Lin Fan felt a sense of malice.


    A group of people burst in from the outside. All of them were armed with weapons in their hands and looked fierce. The first one was a cold looking middle-aged man. He was carrying a bag as if it contained something. The bottom of the bag was bloody and spilled over. The bag slowly dropped to the ground.


    "Are you Zhao Yong''s master? It seems that you are old. Can you still move just like you are now? "


    "I''ve come to give you a present."


    The middle-aged man throws his bag at Lin fan. After landing, a head rolls down in front of Lin fan. Looking at the head, he is a little familiar, but also a little strange. When he thinks about it carefully, he has an impression that he once gave the Tiansheng Kendo wooden sword to each other.


    Just why


    It''s going to be like this.


    If Zhao Yong were alive, he would cry and feel the danger of the society. He felt the inheritance of Kendo left by the God from the wooden sword, and his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds.


    But I didn''t expect These old shady dogs even pit him.


    Seduce him with beauty.


    Just because I believe in my sister too much, I am poisoned. I have no place to show my ability. It''s really sad."You are his disciple after you got the inheritance of Tiansheng Kendo, but now you die miserably. I have a good relationship with Tiansheng. I''ll help you get revenge." Lin Fan looks at the head and talks to himself. For him, he doesn''t want to have any intersection with these people now.


    There''s really no need.


    "What are you talking about?" The middle-aged man said angrily, "old man, you''d better be honest at your age and hand in all your martial arts."


    At this moment.


    The sky has changed.


    The wind is surging.


    When Lin Fan got up and faced these people, his face showed a kind of smile, but the smile was a little terrible. He slowly raised his hand. Those people didn''t know what had happened, but when the snowflakes scattered in all directions, they felt as if something was wrong.


    In a flash.


    It''s getting dark.


    No It''s not that it''s dark, it''s that they see nothing in front of them.