I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian

Xin Meier took back the sword and put it back into the scabbard at his waist, sighing: "But time is really cruel and ruthless."

"Haita, who used to talk big, has now become a fake monk who only knows how to drink."

Hearing Xin Meier teasing him, Haita corrected him: "I am real."

Seeing the two people quarreling, Aize said, "Hahaha..."

Laughing and following the two people.

The background music has a long rhythm at this time, and the sound of a flute is full of years and memories.

Fulilian stood in place, and the scene flashed back.

Xin Meier's happy and satisfied smile is still in front of her, and the smiles on the faces of her companions are satisfied.

Fulilian stared at all this, and seemed to feel the feeling of peace and tranquility in this year, and a smile curved at the corner of her mouth.

'Hu——' There was a whistling sound in her ears.

Fulilian felt the cold snowflakes falling on her face.

Philen carried her on his back, stepped deep and shallow on the snow, making a sound of stepping on the snow.

She opened her eyes and suddenly realized.

"It was a dream." One could even see a hint of loss in Fulilian's gloomy eyes.

"Ms. Fulilian, you finally woke up." Philen half-opened his eyes, but was blown shut by the wind.

The wind gradually grew stronger, mixed with snowflakes, hitting people's faces painfully, and even seeing the road was already difficult.

Hugh Tark was scouting for Philen in front, and when he noticed that Fulilian had woken up, he stopped and looked at Philen and Fulilian who was being carried on his back.

"I seem to have seen this scene before." Fulilian was dazed, "It seems that I am still dreaming."

"I wish it was just a dream." Hugh Tark said.

"I still underestimated the weather in the mountains." Fulilian said, "Keep going north, that's the village we are going to."

"I know." Philen carried Fulilian on his back, ready to listen to Fulilian's words and continue to rush north.

"Ms. Fulilian, do you have the strength to walk by yourself?"

Hearing Philen's question, Fulilian tightened her arms around Philen's neck, "No."

"Is that so..." Philen replied.

[I want my mother to carry me. ]

[Why should I walk by myself? Someone is carrying me, why should I walk by myself? You continue to carry me, eggplant. ]

Fulilian buried her head in Philen's neck, "It smells so good..."

"Really..." Philen blinked her eyes, without any rejection.

Seeing Philen, Hugh Tark stretched out his hands again, "You must be tired carrying it alone."

"Philen, let me do it."

Hush Tark's hand stretched out again, raised his hand and waved it in his direction.

'Hmm...' It seemed to say, what are you waiting for, you must be tired, I will help you carry it for a while.

Seeing this.

Philen's face swelled again, and he did not respond to him, frowning and continued to move forward.

"Pervert."

Hearing this name, Xu Tark was stunned.

"Why?"

[This hand-raising action really seems perverted hahahaha. ]

[This 'why' is really hilarious hahaha. ]

[But Xu Bao is too pure. ]

Walking for a while.

"The blizzard has basically stopped." Philen saw that the blizzard had stopped.

Fulilian had also recovered, and the three walked side by side, "I thought I was going to freeze to death."

The wind stopped blowing, and snow slowly fell from the sky.

Walking to a wooden house, you can see a village surrounded by walls in front.

"There is actually a village in such a deep mountain." Xu Tark looked forward, his tone surprised.

The scene changed.

"I've been waiting for a long time, Ms. Fulilian." A little girl with pink hair and light gray eyes said to the three.

She tried to stand on tiptoe in front of Fulilian, and could only reach her chest when she looked up.

"You are the current village chief? You are so young." Fulilian looked down and looked at the little girl who was trying to compare height with her. She was trembling on tiptoe.

[Little cute village chief, hahahaha. ]

[The little village chief standing on tiptoe is so cute! ! ]

[So cute, little one. ]

"Yes, I am the 49th village chief." The village chief girl said with difficulty, because it took a lot of effort to stand on tiptoe, but she still introduced, "The village is hereditary."

"Welcome to the Land of Swords."

The village chief girl led the three people into the village.

"There is a shabby hut outside the village." Fulilian noticed the house outside and didn't know what it was used for.

"That was a hunting hut used before, and it was destroyed by the mountain owner." The village girl explained.

"Mountain owner? Has there been such a thing in this mountain?" Fulilian was surprised.

"This is the Sword Village." Xiutalk and Fearon followed behind the two men and looked at the buildings in the village.

Everywhere was built with bricks and tiles.The house looks very solid.

"Did you know this place before, Mr. Hugh Tark?" Fearon heard Hugh Tark's sigh, as if he knew about this place.

"This was once the village that guarded the sword of the brave." Hugh Tark had heard the legend here, "In the holy land not far from this village, there is the sword of the brave that is said to be given by the goddess."

"In history, any hero who tried to pull out this sword did not move at all."

In the picture, a sword emitting golden light appeared, as if it was a legend.

"Until eighty years ago."

In the picture, the figure of the brave Xin Meier appeared.

"I remember there is a legend..." Hugh Tark looked forward, thinking carefully about what he had heard before.

"The only one who can pull out the sword of the brave," the village girl continued, "is the brave man who can defeat the catastrophe of world destruction."

Xiutar looked at her, "That's it."

Firen said, "The one who pulled out this sword must be Lord Xinmeier, right?"

Xiutar thought so too, "That's right."

"This story is quite famous, haven't you heard of it?" Xiutar asked Feiren.

"No." Feiren replied, "Mr. Haita didn't say anything."

After the two talked.

The audience noticed that something seemed wrong and began to discuss.

——"Hmm? Wasn't it Xinmeier who pulled up the Sword of the Brave? Why did Philen say that he didn't say anything?"

——"Xinmeier finally defeated the Demon King and ushered in the era of peace eighty years ago. Didn't he put an end to the catastrophe of destruction? But why didn't Haita mention this to Philen?"

——"The brave Xinmeier held the Sword of the Brave in his hand. There's nothing wrong with that?"

——"The key is why Haita didn't say a word about this. Philen didn't know it at all."

"It's here." The village head girl stopped and led the three people to a house.

The screen switched.

Fulilian stretched out her hand to warm the fire in the fireplace, "It's so warm."

A warm blush appeared on her face.

It seemed to be warm.

"But you make me embarrassed, Ms. Fulilian." The village head girl and Philen Shutark sat face to face on the table and chair.

Only Fulilian was squatting in front of the fireplace to warm herself.

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