Chapter 809 Come when You Want, Leave when You Want

"Xiao Rou... is she still... alive?"

Dongfang Zhaoyang uttered six words with difficulty. He held the corner of his clothes tightly with both hands. Zhang Xing couldn't bear to speak with his expectant eyes.

Xiao Rou was his first wife.

They were together for only three short years in their lives, and then they were separated and never saw each other until they died.

Zhang Xing didn't answer immediately, but sat on the stone steps next to him, with his legs apart and his hands naturally on his knees.

He lowered his head and watched the busy ants not far away carrying food into the hole.

Dongfang Zhaoyang looked at Zhang Xing's actions, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

He loosened his tense hands, slowly leaned against the rattan chair, and sighed deeply.

He already knew the answer.

"When did she go?"

"When she was sixty years old, her old injury recurred, and she died of depression. She kept chanting your name before she died."

Zhang Xing's eyes were red, but he still didn't raise his head.

Dongfang Zhaoyang was already in tears...

Zhang Xing took out a silk painting from his storage ring and handed it to Brother Zhaoyang.

"This is a portrait I drew for Senior Xia Xiaorou based on your description."

Zhang Xing had a unique skill in his previous life, which was to draw according to the description, which was almost the same as drawing in person.

He knew that Xia Xiaorou was the love of Brother Zhaoyang's life, so he took the time to draw this portrait, which was considered a comfort to his brother.

Dongfang Zhaoyang seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, and he trembled to open the scroll.

What came into view was a familiar portrait of a person.

"Xiaorou..."

She was still young, beautiful, and weak, as if the real person was right in front of him.

Dongfang Zhaoyang instantly fell into the past.

After a long time, he carefully kept the scroll.

"Brother Zhang Xing, thank you, thank you!"

Zhang Xing raised his head: "Although Senior Xiaorou has passed away, she left you hundreds of descendants."

"Brother, this lineage also has successors."

"But they are not living well. The Li family has set their sights on the treasure map you left behind. Although there is no danger for the time being, there will be troubles in the future."

"Why don't you come with me to Tianlongmen? It happens to be the location of the Tianya Mountains, which is convenient for treasure hunting, and the Li family dare not act rashly."

"Okay, I'll do as you say. I'll pack up and leave immediately."

Dongfang Zhaoyang came out of the house less than three minutes after entering.

"There's nothing to bring. Just take some pills and alchemy equipment that you refine on weekdays. I won't be back here for a while."

Zhang Xing knew that Brother Zhaoyang had been refining pills to break through to the four-star war master in recent years, and he also refined some marrow cleansing pills to improve the physical fitness of the younger generation.

It can be seen how strong his desire for his descendants is.

"Hey! That's not right, brother. The time is wrong. You went from Zhui Tian Ridge to Tianying City, and then to Tianya Mountain."

"Then to the imperial capital, and then back to Zhui Tian Ridge. This time is not enough, right? How did you do it?"

Before leaving, Dongfang Zhaoyang was calculating the route and suddenly remembered this matter.

Zhang Xing smiled: "I was a little slower when I went there. In addition to taking the teleportation array, I flew on a dragon."

"When I came back, I opened my eyes and closed them again and arrived."

Zhang Xing looked at Brother Zhaoyang's unbelieving expression and said nothing more.

He grabbed Brother Zhaoyang's hand, opened the list of time and space gates, found Xiaohe Town, and clicked it lightly.

Dongfang Zhaoyang only felt a flash of white light, and suddenly felt that he was in an unknown space. Before he could carefully explore it, the scenery in front of him changed.

"Brother Zhaoyang, we are in Xiaohe Town."

Zhang Xing let go of his hand.

Dongfang Zhaoyang's eyes were confused, and he turned his head to look at the surrounding environment.

"Brother Zhang Xing, are you kidding me?"

He was indeed confused. The unfamiliar environment around him made him realize that this was definitely not the range of Zhui Tian Ling.

The redwood trees around him were not trees that grew in the west of Damo Country, but plants that were unique to the imperial capital.

Have we really arrived in the imperial capital?