Thunder Martial

In the room, Dalt closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully and contentedly, never waking up again.

Zichen was still holding his hand, and there was no temperature at this moment.

Behind them, those cries could no longer be suppressed.

A piece of sadness.

Zi Chen sighed.

That's it.

He stood up and looked at the people behind him.

Everyone's crying stopped.

Zi Chen said: "If you encounter difficulties in the future, you can go to the manor to find me."

Dalt's son, who is currently in charge, nodded and sent Zichen out of the room himself.

Next, it is natural to deal with Dart's funeral.

Walking out of the room is a large living room, and there are many people here at the moment, after seeing Zichen walking out of the back room, each of them has a strange look in their eyes.

Nearly thirty years have passed since Zichen's era. Maybe many of them have heard the story of Kata's crisis, but not many people really know Zichen's identity.

Compared with Zichen, who is not well-known, Dalt's fame is in the sky, because he is the helm of Miracle City and has endless wealth.

After hearing that Dalt was in poor health, they immediately came to see Dalt for the last time, but they were blocked outside.

Right now, they saw a strange young man appearing from inside, obviously seeing Dart for the last time, these young people were very surprised and guessed the identity of the other party.

At this moment, the old man who brought them here immediately saluted the young man with a very respectful expression.

This made the younger generations who followed them even more puzzled.

But after meeting the sharp eyes of their elders, everyone who didn't have time to ask the reason could only salute first and then talk.

Zi Chen nodded slightly at everyone, then walked towards the door.

At this moment, a middle-aged man came in. After seeing Zi Chen, he was slightly taken aback, and then saluted Zi Chen.

Those young people who raised their heads quietly were even more surprised after seeing this scene.

Because the middle-aged man who came was the leader of the Kata tribe and the strongest Kata.

Who is qualified to let him salute?

After glancing at Liangbao, Zichen left Dalt's house.

He took one last look at the place, maybe he'd never come again.

Back in the manor, Zichen poured a ladle of water on the little tree, the leaves of the little tree turned more yellow, and it seemed that the third leaf was about to fall off.

Dalt's funeral was handled very well, and almost all the dignified people of the Kata tribe came.

After nearly 30 years of development, the number of Kata has increased several times, and many families have risen among them.

Like the family that Clark founded.

Fern's family.

Even Shan Er is old-fashioned and has a good life.

Zi Chen didn't go to Dalt's funeral, because over the years, he had gotten used to being quiet and didn't like to join in the fun.

Although he looks younger than Liangbao, his heart has experienced a lot of vicissitudes, just like this little tree in the yard, almost withered.

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After the funeral, the leader Liang Bao returned to his room.

A boy about seventeen or eighteen years old followed behind him. After Liang Bao sat down, he immediately said, "Father, that old guy is dead. Can we do it now?"

A ruthless light flashed in the boy's eyes.

Liang Bao glanced at his eldest son, and said, "What do you know?"

The young man said: "I don't understand the relationship between you, but I know that they have a great say in the City of Miracles. As long as they are solved, the City of Miracles will belong to our Benson family."

Benson is Liang Bao's surname.

This is the surname he regained after his rise, and Liang Bao founded the Benson family with it.

Since Liangbao became the leader,

In the past eight years, the Benson family has expanded extremely fast.

Liang Bao said: "Don't bring up such stupid things in the future. Also, I have already arranged a marriage for you. She is the daughter of Li Mo, the current patriarch of the Dahl family. Li Mo and I have already discussed it. The two of you get married as soon as possible."

"What, married?"

The boy was taken aback and said, "I'm only too old, I haven't played enough, why are you in such a rush to get married?"

Liang Bao really didn't bother to pay attention to his son who only knew how to fight and kill, but didn't have the slightest brain. He waved his hand and said, "Get lost!"

The young man left, he had a fire in his heart and needed someone to vent to.

Liang Bao let out a sigh: "Dart is dead, but there are still many old guys alive. Besides, although Zichen is an ordinary person, I still can't see through him. Marriage is the best choice."

A month later, a grand wedding took place, which meant the official alliance between Benson and Dahl.

Two years later, the third leaf falls from the young tree.

Looking at the third fallen leaf, Zichen said lightly: "One piece in ten years? If your fate and mine are closely linked, does that mean that as many leaves as you have left, I have only as many years of life left ?”

Zi Chen counted, and there were twenty-three pieces left.

The fourth decade passed, and the leaves fell again.

This year, Zichen sent away another friend.

Hill.

The former village head of Kata, the old man revived once, but still failed to stop the erosion of the years, and left.

Clark and Fern, the realm has fallen to the third realm, and they have already reached their twilight years.

Kata is still a tribe, but there are many more families in this tribe.

Among them, the Benson family is the largest one.

Because the Benson family occupies the Divine Soul Mill, the daily commission alone is not a small amount.

The original rule of free exchange for all Kata people was lifted by the leader Liangbao twelve years ago, the year Dart left.

Forty years have passed, and the servants in the manor are all getting old. Zi Chen gave them severance pay and let them go back to retire.

Their children or relatives, come and take their place.

On this day, there were rare guests outside the manor, and there were only two of them.

It was Fern and Clark.

The carriage stopped outside the manor, looking at the two elderly people who were not so agile, Zi Chen showed a long-lost smile on his face.

After years of development, horses can be domesticated, and carriages have become a means of transportation for some people.

"Let's come and see you, I'm afraid we won't see you again later."

Clark said with a smile, in the past few decades, the old man in his prime has come to an end.

On this day, Zichen didn't drink tea, but wine.

They talked about a lot of things, about those former friends.

Except for Shanya and Noah who left, everyone else became old friends.

dead people.

For the next period of time, the two would come to Zichen to do things every day, and sometimes they would help Zichen water the trees.

Zi Chen could feel that the two of them were about to decay and their time was numbered.

Sure enough, Clark couldn't hold on until his soul power was completely exhausted, and he left one night at night.

He fell asleep at night and never got up again. He walked peacefully.

Beside the little tree, only Zi Chen and Fern remained.

An empty wine glass was placed in front of the two of them.

Zi Chen filled up the empty wine glass and said "respect you".

He took a swig.

Fern shed two tears, and another old friend left.

"One day, if I leave too, I hope you can pour an extra glass of wine at that time, as if the three of us are reunited again and meet friends over wine."

Fern looked at the wine glass that was no longer held up and said, "If a person really has a soul after death, we will come here to say goodbye to you."

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