Chapter 4833 Wang Xing's Life

"What do you think?"

Ye Mo caressed Wang Tian's head, showing a kind smile. At this moment, he was even older, with gray hair and many wrinkles on his face.

These years, he told his story to Wang Tian and Wang Nian. From the beginning to the end, they didn't know that his grandfather was Ye Mo.

"Of course, evil can never prevail against good, and Ye Mo will definitely be able to stop Yi Wuhuang."

Wang Tian said firmly: "In the future, I also want to be a hero like Ye Mo."

"Is it really good to be a hero like Ye Mo?"

Ye Mo couldn't help asking the two children.

"Of course, a man should be responsible. My father taught us that the elder brother must protect the younger brother. Now that he has become an older brother, he must protect the younger brother and not let the younger brother be bullied."

Wang Tian said innocently.

Hearing this, Ye Mo also had a feeling in his heart. He touched Wang Tian's head and said, "Wang Tian, ​​Wang Nian, it's getting late, you should go home and rest, be careful on the way."

"Yes, Grandpa, you should rest early too, and take care of your body!"

Wang Nian said in a childish voice.

"Don't worry, your grandfather is in good health!"

Ye Mo coughed a few times, sent the two children to the door, and the door was closed.

Today, he is truly a mortal, an ordinary warrior, who will get sick and grow old.

The night has completely fallen!

In the darkness, Ye Mo sat alone in the room, staring blankly at the dark place ahead through the window, the sadness in his eyes also flashed quietly.

Thirty years have passed since he picked up Wang Xing, and Wang Xing has also spent one-third of his life. In another fifty years, Wang Xing will really spend the end of his life.

At this moment, time is not enough for them.

Thirty years later, Ye Mo has completely become an old man. His teeth are gone, his hair is completely white, and his body is bent. As for some old people of his generation in the village, they have all passed away.

And Wang Xing is already in his sixties. As for Wang Tian and Wang Nian, they are not in the village anymore. As early as more than ten years ago, Wang Tian and Wang Nian left a letter and left the village, saying It is to pursue martial arts.

For more than ten years, neither Wang Tian nor Wang Nian returned to the village.

Wang Xing knew very well that Wang Tian and Wang Nian were very likely to die outside.

"Father, I should have listened to you back then, and prevented Wang Tian and Wang Nian from pursuing some illusory martial art."

Wang Xing was crying. Back then, he wanted to pursue martial arts, but Ye Mo stopped him. Later, when his two sons wanted to pursue martial arts, he didn't stop them from thinking about it.

"Perhaps, the two of them have already achieved success in cultivation, but because of certain things, they couldn't escape."

Ye Mo lay on the armchair, comforting Wang Xing.

"Father, you don't need to comfort me. It's been more than ten years, and if you can't get away because of something, it's impossible not to return. Back then, I should have given up their thoughts."

Wang Xing shook his head, wiped the tears from his face, and said: "When I am old, I am afraid no one will mention me to die."

Hearing this, Ye Mo remained silent, he didn't know whether Wang Tian and Wang Nian were alive or dead, he also leaned on the chair and slowly fell asleep.

Wang Xing covered Ye Mo with a quilt and rested aside. Now that his two sons are gone, he often stays by Ye Mo's side. He also knows in his heart that Ye Mo's time is running out.

Moreover, he also knew one thing, he was picked up by Ye Mo, and he never asked Ye Mo who his biological parents were. In his eyes, Ye Mo was his father, who raised him all his life.

Twenty years later, Ye Mo gradually aged, but he did not die. After all, he was not a mortal, and Wang Xing's wife had passed away. Wang Xing cried for a long time.

As for Wang Xing, he was over eighty years old, and Ye Mo had already noticed that Wang Xing's life essence had been gradually exhausted, and within a few years, he would also be heading west.

Ye Mo was lying on the bed, and Wang Xing was sitting beside the bed. Their old age was a bit bleak.

"Father, you are a warrior, right?"

Wang Xing held Ye Mo's hand slightly tremblingly with his withered palm, and said softly: "Now, you are more than a hundred years old, but your spirit is better than mine, it is impossible for ordinary people to do this Yes, you must be a warrior, and you are still a very powerful warrior."

"Um!"

Ye Mo nodded and said, "When your mother entrusted you to me, she hoped that you would not want to practice martial arts, so that you could spend this life in an ordinary way."

Wang Xing looked at Ye Mo, his bones trembled a little, he knelt down in front of Ye Mo, and said, "Father, thank you, thank you for giving me this ordinary life, this life, I live very contentedly!"

Three years later, Wang Xing finally collapsed, his body was completely exhausted, his whole body was emaciated, without a trace of blood.

Ye Mo looked at Wang Xing who was lying on the bed, and didn't say a word. The baby he carried back then was going to die in the end.

Originally, with Ye Mo's means, saving Wang Xing's life was just a matter of lifting his hands, but he didn't do that. He is just an ordinary warrior now, and all he can do is to let him die in peace.

"Father, dad, I regret it, I regret it so much! Wang Tian and Wang Nian, my two children, I really miss them, why do I stop thinking of them practicing martial arts?"

Wang Xing held Ye Mo's hand, his voice was as soft as a mosquito.

Ye Mo didn't speak, but just looked at Wang Xing calmly. In this world, there is no regret medicine.

Moreover, Wang Tian and Wang Nian's departure may have something to do with him. If he didn't tell them his own story, maybe they would not have the idea of ​​practicing martial arts.

How easy is it for two ordinary people to pursue martial arts?

"Wang Xing, they are already dead, it's useless for you to regret it."

Ye Mo said.

"I just miss them."

Wang Xing looked at him, and slowly closed his eyes. The aura of death on his body became more and more intense, and a trace of sadness appeared on his slightly aged face.

Even if he died, he would still regret letting the two of them have thoughts about martial arts.

boom!

However, at this moment, the door of the wooden house was kicked open, and two stalwart men rushed in, knelt down, with tears in their eyes, and shouted loudly: "Father, my son is not filial. You die!"

I don't know if Wang Xing heard it, or did he know that Wang Tian and Wang Nian finally rushed back at the moment of his death, but Wang Xing drove the crane west with a smile on his face, walking peacefully up.

"father!"

Wang Tian and Wang Nian shed tears and kept crying.

Ye Mo sighed slightly, touched the heads of the two, and there was a gleam of light in his eyes. At this time, he seemed to have understood the difference between creatures and gods.

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