The scenery in front of them couldn't help but breathe.

But in the blue woods, there were hundreds of black tiles and white walls, which were lively villages. The villages of different sizes were mixed together, appearing lively and warm, antique and simple. The chimneys built with black tiles were filled with thin smoke from cooking stoves, sparse smoke from the reeds, and the wind was blew. The ancient road was winding, and a few children were playing with wooden swords.

The mountains are green and green, the forests are covered with warm colors, and the green roads are buried deep in white tiles.

The water is green and green, the chickens are crowing, the dogs are barking, and the light smoke is curling to urge people to return.

It is clearly a peaceful and interesting paradise that is not about the world.

Elder Mo's eyes turned red, and tears filled his eyes with tears.

It seems that the suffering I suffered in Penglai Tower, Tianan in the past six years is worth it.

His tribe, the women and young children, live well in this paradise, and they are well protected.

Those women of the Mo tribe who are powerless can still take care of the Mo tribe so completely and peacefully without men. The hands used to wash and cook can still carry bricks and tiles, build secret passages of the government, and work hard.

The women of the Mo clan rely on their petite hands to support a blue sky for the future of the Mo clan.

"Mom, there are people from outside the village. Mom, come out and take a look, there are so many people!" A little boy put down the wooden sword in his hand, shouted in his throat, as if he was a little scared and a little surprised. He ran into the room with his mouth open and looked back.

Several other children were also panicked and exclaimed: "Mom, an outsider has come in, mom..."

Suddenly, the village became restless.

The women rolled up their sleeves, either holding kitchen knives or hoes, and came out of the house in a daze, looking fierce and solemn, as if they were trying to fight with people. But the fierce expression on their faces became a little confused, stunned, confused, and ecstatic. The leading girl in green clothes and coarse cloth eyes turned red, and she shouted "Brother Zining—" and rushed towards her like a small whirlwind, pounced on the thin man standing next to Elder Mo, crying in a daze: "Brother Zining, you are finally back!"

It seemed as if it was infected by the girl in green.

The women in other villages threw away the weapons in their hands, covered their mouths, and burst into tears.

Finally believed it.

This is not a dream.

Their men are really back.

"Li Tieshu, you immortal, why are you back now?" The woman beat the man's chest and cried with tears in her face. "Do you know how hard it is to take care of a child every day? Look at this hand, it's worn out! Why are you back now?!"

"Brother Xianbao, are you really back? Isn't this a dream? Isn't it really a dream?" The woman pinched her face and hugged the man, crying, "I dreamed of you coming back every night, dreaming of you holding me, standing at the entrance of the village every day, hoping that you can get out of there. I waited until the swallows flew and flew away, but I just couldn't wait for you... I, I thought you would never come back in my life..."

The old woman's shriveled hands trembledly at the man's face: "Dog, let mother take a good look." Her turbid eyes tried to identify something, shook her lips, and cried even more: "My good boy, why are they so thin? Are they not giving you food? Have you bullied you? Is it cold to sleep at night? Is there a quilt covered? My miserable child has suffered so much..."

...

Everyone was immersed in the joy of reunion.

Elder Mo was having a great time talking to an old woman, looking at each other with tears in her eyes.

Only Mo Cixue.

He stood alone in the bustle, with ice and snow alone.

His mother and sister died in that catastrophe, slashed in half, and the wet and hot blood sprayed his face. The scene was like an unsolved mystery, and he never understood why he was so far away from their bodies that their blood still splashed on his face.

The thick and warm liquid seems to be able to feel it on your face until now.

Cold and numb.

Su Caicai felt a little distressed when she saw Ci Xue silently.

I clearly comforted myself not to meddle in other people's business.

But his mouth still couldn't help but speak: "People cannot be resurrected when they die. People who live are sad for them like this, and they are not at ease when they leave."

After saying that, I wish I could tear my charming little mouth.

Su Caicai thought that perhaps Su Caier, who loved Cixue deeply, had not completely stripped of her body. That sentence was definitely not what she said as Su Caicai. But Su Caier. She could feel the unavoidable love that Su Caier had left in the depths of this body.

Ci Xue was stunned and stared at Su Caicai in a daze.

The frozen scent of ice and snow on his body was slowly crushed into the wind.

Su Caicai felt a little uncomfortable when she saw it and wanted to dodge, but her voice was made uncontrollably.

"Maybe, Brother Fifth, do you need a hug now?"

The person who said this was not Su Caicai, but Su Caier. His body moved involuntarily, spreading his arms wide open, like a bird spreading its wings, embracing the clear blue sky. This action was not made by Su Caicai, but Su Caier.

Su Caicai was so scared that she was scattered.

...Is Su Caier still living in this body?

I thought Ci Xue, who was lonely and cold-hearted, would fight back against Su Caicai as usual, but I didn't expect that Ci Xue would take two steps forward. There was no slight wave on Shuangshen's face, and his thin lips were tightly pursed, without staining the dust. He opened his arms and held Su Caicai in his arms.

Su Caicai's little face was stuck on his shoulder, stunned.

A huge ecstasy surged in my heart, and every cell opened and screamed with joy. But Su Caicai knew clearly that this ecstasy did not come from her, but from Su Caier.

Su Caicai was like an outsider, feeling Su Caier's surging love indifferently.

Even a little confused and helpless.

Her body is not her own.

"Su'er, I see that you are really not taking your master seriously..." A cold voice resounded in Su Caicai's ears, and she felt a pain in her shoulders. The next second, Su Caicai was pulled into Gong Jiuxinxiang's arms. He pinched her pointed chin hard and said sarcastically, "You dare to climb the wall in front of you. Is it a dead person to be a teacher?"

...Aren't you just wearing a dead skin?

Su Caicai looks at her eyes and her nose and her heart, silently complaining.

In fact, I feel a little calm.

In this perverted arms, all the ecstasy that belonged to Su Caier just now disappeared.

Su Caicai stretched out her hands and surrounded Gong Jiu's narrow and powerful waist.

Now, this body is free to move, and it belongs to her Su Caicai.

She doesn't want to live Su Caier's life.

...

After reunited, the men were led into the new house by their own women. Elder Mo also followed Grandma Cen into the new village. Cixue, Su Caicai, and Gong Jiu naturally followed Elder Mo into the room.
Chapter completed!