"Zuo Yidou and Lin Dongmei were overflowing with surprise. They were so surprised that they almost fainted.

Zuo Wuzhou and Wu Xi hurriedly stepped forward to express their anger for the two elders: "Father, mother, don't be anxious. The child has come home. Speak slowly. The child will not leave this time."

Lin Dongmei woke up leisurely, looked at her son and daughter in disbelief, and shouted with a mixture of sadness and joy: "No boat, no night, but I'm really home."

In the dream, Lin Dongmei came back from seeing her children countless times. But every time she woke up from the dream, it was all in vain.

At this time, when I see the children I miss most, all of them have the same appearance, almost as if they were in a dream.

"Mom, my second brother and I are really back home." Wu Xi choked with sobs, holding her mother's hands and gently helping her close.

Feeling that there was no problem with Xi, the sick mother suddenly sat up straight. Her hands trembled: "My son, come here and let me take a closer look."

Immediately, tears flowed down my face, and I hugged my head and cried endlessly.

Zuo Yidou squatted down at the side, only wiping his eyes with his sleeves. His lips were trembling and he couldn't even hold the cigarette rod firmly. He trembled: "It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back."

The reunion of a family is such a joy and joy.

After crying bitterly and confessing all the worries in my heart, I took a closer look at this pair of children.

Lin Dongmei was always suspicious in her dream: "Son, why haven't you changed your appearance? You don't look older. Your eldest brother and third brother both look older."

Wu Xi broke down in tears and laughed. She and her second brother's cultivation were already extraordinary. How could their appearance age unless they were old enough?

Mother just held their hands and looked at their children's brows and postures several times, and a smile appeared on her sallow face: "You are more beautiful than before, Wuzhou, you are stronger than before."

"Seeing that you are doing well, Mom can rest assured."

Zuo Wuzhou is heartbroken and sad!

Both parents have very little life and soul, and they have not practiced. Zuo Wuzhou even tried to seize the body for the two elders, but it was useless. I am afraid that before the seizure is completed, the life and soul of the two elders will be exhausted in advance.

The only thing that nourishes the life soul and makes it stronger is the Nine Nether Black Prison. That place is a place of inhumanity, and Zuo Wuzhou will never send his father and mother's life soul into it to suffer.

Birth, old age, illness and death are the reincarnation of heaven.

A heavy life like Beidou's is not much different from reincarnation in heaven, but it may be even more painful. Because the Nine Nether Hell is actually a hundred times more painful than reincarnation. After talking to my mother for a while, she said...

Already a little tired.

Zuo Yidou called out: "Follow me."

Zuo Wuzhou obediently followed his father out of the house. Zuo Yidou pulled out a bamboo stick from behind, straightened it and slapped Zuo Wuzhou on his body.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Zuo Wuzhou was startled. He only remembered that this posture was quite similar to the several times he was beaten when he was rebellious in his childhood, and he ran away in a hurry.

"I will teach you how to run. You will be away for decades. You will forget about your father and your mother. If you come back later, who will see your mother and me off to death?" Zuo Yidou was furious and grabbed the bamboo.

A chase and a fight.

Zuo Wuzhou was running around all over the yard, really jumping up and down. Zhijiao Yasha and others were stunned and completely stunned.

It is rare for a commoner to beat a martial artist until he jumps around like a wild dog.

Zuo Yidou chased him for a few steps, then held on to his waist and gasped for breath. Zuo Wuzhou panicked when he saw him. He came to the door and said, "Dad, please stop chasing me. If you want to fight, then fight."

Zuo Yidou coughed several times, was helped to sit down, took a few breaths, threw away the bamboo stick, and felt very angry. Seeing his son's gray face, he couldn't bear it: "Okay, just go home, remember to give me

Let’s just see it off to the end.”

"Dad, you and your mother will live a long life. No way."

Zuo Yidou said dullly: "Your mother and I are both over a hundred years old."

Only then did Zuo Wuzhou remember that in the blink of an eye, dozens and hundreds of years had passed.

If Zuo Wuzhou hadn't given the piece of colored jade to his mother, the colored jade has certain benefits for the soul, and the mother only wanted to see a pair of children before she let go, I'm afraid she would have passed away long ago.

No wonder Zuo Yidou was filled with anger.

Zuo Wuzhou knew that he was unfilial and remained silent. He only allowed Zuo Yidou to talk about the past decades. His anger was only directed at the enemies such as the Huntian Sect.

Cuo Feihun Tianzong sealed them in Yuhuiyuan. How could they waste so much time.

Looking at his father and mother attentively, Zuo Wuzhou felt sad and thought to himself: "My father and mother are old. My father used to have high spirits, but now he can no longer move easily. He is really old."

But it's not true that Zuo Yidou and Lin Dongmei back then didn't actually show their age very much. But now, their hair is gray and their age is fully visible.

No matter how you live, you are no match for the cycle of heaven. You die once in your life, and the reincarnation of the two paths of life and death continues.

Yasha was familiar with the place, so he led everyone to find a place to stay.

Zuo Wuzhou patiently listened to his father's nagging and just remembered the frank times in the past. Some things never faded in his mind, but some things he couldn't remember.

After a while, a middle-aged man hurriedly broke into the courtyard with a few people. He stared at Zuo Wuzhou and laughed happily: "Wuzhou!"

This man had already grown his hair. Zuo Wuzhou stared at him. His family blood was boiling for a moment and he blurted out: "Brother!"

"I also said you don't recognize me.

"Zuo Wushang laughed, came over and hugged Zuo Wuzhou and laughed. He praised: "It's still good to practice, not to mention extending your life. You can't tell your age."

Zuo Wubei's heartstrings trembled violently and he choked with sobs: "Brother, you are getting old too."

Zuo Wushang was nearly a hundred years old, and his hair on the temples was already white. When the brothers met, they shared tears in their eyes.

Wu Xi opened the door and walked out. She recognized him at a glance and was pleasantly surprised: "Brother!"

"My little sister is back too,

"Who can live forever?" Zuo Wushang smiled and pulled Zuo Wuzhou and Wu Xi to sit down. He just looked at them carefully and said with a smile: "Okay, cultivation is really good. You are five years younger than me, but you are as young as you were back then.

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Zuo Wuzhou felt sad in his heart: "Brother!"

There is a poem to prove it: A child holds his clothes and asks: Why is it too late to return? Who can fight for time and win the hair on the temples? Even though we have not seen each other for decades, how can the love of brothers and the source of blood be broken so easily?

After exchanging their farewells, Zuo Wushang clapped his legs and shouted: "Yes, come here. I have met your second uncle and little aunt."

Several young-looking men and women with different temperaments came over and kowtowed to the stunned Zuo Wuzhou and Wu Xi: "My nephew has met my second uncle and my sister-in-law."

Zuo Wuran smiled: "Why, I'm scared now. But I still recognize the Changxue you hugged back then."

Zuo Wushang's first child, Zuo Wuzhou and Wu Xi have both met, but they have only met the first one. Zuo Wuzhou smiled: "Brother, you are really good. I haven't seen you in decades. You have so many

The child is already so old."

Wuxi jumped up and grabbed a man with a dark face: "You are a long-time student."

This person was chatting, but there was a sense of distance: Sister-in-law, I am asking a question."

Wu Xi blushed and said angrily: "Brother, you are making things difficult for me. I haven't seen you for decades, and I still recognize you."

Zuo Wuzhou originally wanted to take something from the storage ring as a greeting gift, but it was not suitable, so he just smiled: "Get up, I will give you a greeting gift later."

Zuo Wushang smiled: "That's not enough. You and my little sister haven't had any contact with each other for decades, so why are you still bleeding? Call your children over."

These nephews and nieces called several children, big and small, about 20 years old. Children as young as a few years old came together and knelt down to kowtow: "I have seen my second uncle and my little aunt."

Zuo Wuzhou and Wu Xi were really dumbfounded this time: "Brother, you have already given birth to a grandson!"

Decades have passed, and the eldest brother, who was originally full of Confucianism, has become old and has grandchildren.

Children, big and small, just stood quietly in the yard, secretly looking at the second uncle or uncle who looked about the same age as themselves.

Zuo Wuzhou has not been at home for decades, so the children naturally have a sense of distance from him and are timid. But since they were young, they have heard many legends about this second uncle or great uncle, but they are not unfamiliar with him. On the contrary, they are a little curious.

They were chatting and laughing. Wuwan and Xi Suer stepped into the courtyard together.

A group of children screamed and rushed over affectionately. They shouted loudly as if they were each contributing their own merits: "Third uncle, second uncle is back. He's even younger than you."

In high spirits, he came back soon after carrying a spirit beast. Suddenly his honest face froze, filled with ecstasy. He threw the spirit beast away and ran straight over, shouting with great joy: "Two

elder brother."

Speaking of which, the only person whose appearance has not changed much and who has not looked older is Wuwan. Zuo Wuzhou recognized it at a glance. He hugged Wuwan who rushed towards him with great joy, held hands and looked at each other, and then laughed in unison.

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Xi Suer covered her mouth and looked at Zuo Wuzhou in surprise.

There were tears in their eyes, and the brotherly love was deep. It was just like this. The four brothers and sisters Zuo Wuzhou reunited for the first time in decades. The joy was so great that it was almost unbearable.

You were talking to each other, and it was like a whirlwind of talk. It took a long time to see Xi Su'er. Zuo Wuzhou smiled and said: "Little emperor, you are very smart. It seems that you will get married to my family soon."

Wuwan laughed, blushed and said shyly: "Second brother, I originally wanted to wait for you to come back before getting married. However, Su'er got pregnant, so it turned out that

Xi Su'er was so ashamed that it took her a long time before she stepped forward and saluted with unspeakable embarrassment: "Brother!"

When he learned about the situation at home, Zuo Wuzhou was in a daze and sighed.

After leaving my hometown for decades, the changes have been so great that it is difficult to describe them in words.

Before Zuo Wuzhou made a big fuss at the Soul Heaven Conference, he entrusted Jun Wang to protect and take care of Zuo's family. Jun Wang then sent Ping Wuzong to stay here. It has remained unchanged for decades.

In the battle at the entrance of Yuhuiyuan, everyone in the world knew that Zuo Wuzhou would definitely die. But Jun Wang firmly believed that Zuo Wuzhou was not evil.

Yu Hui has been closed for hundreds of years, and all the sects, whether it be Wu Dao or Hun Tian Sect, have turned their attention elsewhere to prepare for future wars. They will not and cannot pursue others anymore. Jun Wangcai ordered Ping Wuzong to help the Zuo family.

Moved back to Xilin.

From what Hesheng can see, the Zuo family, except for Zuo Wuzhou, has always been an insignificant existence. In the eyes of Hun Tianzong, they are a tiny speck of dust that is not even an ant. If you forget it, then forget it.
To be continued...