The East Desert Land, the land of hundreds of countries, the South Dou Kingdom, and the East Sea.

A dark golden black wind sculpture spread its wings over the East China Sea, and its speed was not too fast.

There are two figures on the back of the Black Wind Eagle, which are Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu.

Ye Futian came all the way from the deserted state, first went to the Shushan Mountain in the East Desolate, then went to the Nandou Kingdom and Cangye Kingdom, and finally passed by the Donghai to the Academy, before heading to Qingzhou City.

In the end, he was the only one who walked along the way, Hua Jieyu and Xiao Diao.

Back then, the eagle also walked out of Qingzhou City, in that mountain range.

Thinking of the past now, it feels like a century has passed.

They were not in a hurry to rush, otherwise, with Ye Futian's current realm, they could cross the space and reach Qingzhou City in one step.

He did not do this, but walked the past path and felt the tranquility. Perhaps, he wanted to let Hua Jieyu feel it too.

Hua Jieyu was silent all the way. Ye Futian couldn't know what she was thinking, but Ye Futian had not tried her. At Tianyu Academy, when he saw Hua Jieyu, Feixue followed her.

He did not disclose Feixue's special talent and ability to the public, which would be of great use to the future training of core figures of Tianyu Academy.

According to Feixue, when Hua Jieyu faced him, his emotions were extremely calm, like water, quiet and without waves, no admiration, no hatred, or any other emotions.

"This is Donghai. Back then, I, my teacher, and Xiaoyu flew across Donghai from Qingzhou City and went to Donghai City. I immediately went outside the Nandou Family and took a look. At that time, you were practicing in the Donghai Academy." Ye Futian said softly.

Along the way, he said a lot, Hua Jieyu listened quietly, occasionally nodding slightly, but rarely responded.

"I still remember the situation when I first went to Donghai Academy, and I also remember seeing you again in Ziwei Palace." Ye Futian looked at Hua Jieyu's side face. Of course, she is still so beautiful now, but unlike back then, the beauty used to be green, with a somewhat shy girlish attitude, like a fairy elf, full of spiritual energy.

"However, I still like you now."

Ye Futian smiled gently, and he stretched out his hand and held Hua Jieyu's hand.

Hua Jieyu's fingers trembled slightly. He looked down at him, but Ye Futian held her fingers with his five fingers and held them tightly. She raised her head and looked at Ye Futian with beautiful eyes. He saw Ye Futian's smile extremely gentle: "Xie Yu, no matter what you look like, you are still my wife."

Hua Jieyu's eyes dodged a little. He did not look at Ye Futian, but looked forward, but her hand did not shake it away, allowing Ye Futian to hold it tightly.

"Xie Yu, when I see the teacher and the teacher's wife, I will tell them that you were seriously injured back then and temporarily lost your memory. The teacher and the teacher's wife only have you, the daughter. Can you understand them right?" Ye Futian asked with a smile.

The teacher and the teacher's wife will inevitably behave intimately when they see Jieyu. He is worried that Jieyu's reaction is strong, and that the teacher and the teacher's wife will be even more sad. They have been sad for many years.

Hua Jieyu thought about it.

"Yeah." She nodded gently, and Ye Futian smiled.

"Sit." Ye Futian pulled Hua Jieyu and sat on the back of the Black Wind Eagle, as if he had returned to many years ago. Looking at the island in the distance, Ye Futian gradually smiled. He had been to many places, and the one that could bring him the most peace was still this small island city.

Qingzhou City is still so quiet, as if it is a place beyond the world, without any disputes with the world.

In front of the hut by the lakeside of Qingzhou Lake, some people are playing chess and some are watching.

One of the middle-aged men was wearing a white shirt. Although they were already middle-aged, they could still see that elegant and handsome look on him. If they were twenty years younger, they would definitely be a handsome man.

Hua Fengliu’s biggest hobby over the years is playing chess. Over the years, she has developed a habit of being leisurely and calm.

There were many people watching next to him.

At this time, two figures walked behind the crowd and watched quietly without disturbing the crowd.

However, the two of them are so outstanding that there are still people around them looking back at them, thinking in their hearts that they are so amazing.

Moreover, the young man looked so young, but had silver hair. When the woman looked closely, she seemed to have a little familiar look.

"The young man knows chess too?" asked an old man next to him. The people who watch chess are all older.

"Learn a little." Ye Futian nodded with a smile.

"How is that guy's chess game?" the old man pointed at Hua Fengliu and asked.

"Not very good." Ye Futian said with a smile.

"Oh, the young man was so angry." The old man smiled: "Then you can enter the field and kill him a few games later."

In a radius, no one can beat that guy, and I don’t know if this young man is bragging. He is happy to see someone who can kill that guy with great might.

"I have something to do, so let's stop this game." The person opposite Hua Fengliu spoke, and then disrupted the chess game. The people around him burst into laughter, and naturally knew that this guy had lost.

"Young man, try it?" The old man next to him turned around and looked at Ye Futian, who was behind the crowd.

"Okay." Ye Futian nodded with a smile: "But, I don't dare to beat him."

Hua Fengliu's previous attention has been on the chess game. He has been uncontested for the past few years. Even in his practice, he has lost all interest. Therefore, his vigilance has become much weaker and he rarely observes the surrounding environment.

But when I heard this sound at this moment, I found it very familiar.

He raised his head and looked at the white-haired figure in the crowd, stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I have nothing to do and I'm running back to do what."

"If I don't come back to see you, I'm afraid I'll forget you, my teacher." Ye Futian joked.

"If you forget, I forgot. I didn't care about your apprentice." Hua Fengliu seemed very calm, and Ye Futian naturally knew that this guy had been like this all the time.

Although Ye Futian smiled, he felt a little sad inside. The teacher had more white hair and his temples were already gray.

"Teacher, see who this is." Ye Futian moved away from his body. Behind the crowd, a beautiful figure stood there quietly. Even when he saw it, the chess piece in Hua Fengliu's hand fell to the ground.

He stood up tremblingly, his eyes turned red in an instant.

"Xieyu." Hua Fengliu walked out of the crowd and came to Hua Jieyu's face. He trembled and stretched out his hand, touching Hua Jieyu's hair and face with his fingertips, as if he wanted to see if this was true.

His fingertips were trembling too.

Ye Futian felt even more sad when he saw this scene. He was sorry for Jie Yu and teacher. Moreover, although he brought Jie Yu back, she was not yet complete.

"Xieyu, what's wrong with you?" Hua Fengliu looked strange when she saw Jieyu, and couldn't help but look at her and asked.

"Teacher, Xie Yu was injured too seriously back then, so she forgot many things, but she will definitely recover in the future." Ye Futian comforted him, and he could only say that.

Hua Fengliu was stunned, have she lost her memory?

It seemed that there was a war in his mind, and then he looked at Hua Jieyu and said, "It's better if the person is still there, just like he is there."

Over the years, he often thinks of his daughter. In his dreams and in his memory, his lively and beautiful figure is a pain that he cannot erase.

Although I forgot, but I came back alive, it was a good ending, right?

"Xie Yu, do you still remember me?" Hua Fengliu asked in a trembling voice, as if with a hint of luxury.

Hua Jieyu looked at him quietly. Hua Fengliu had already understood. He withdrew his hand, and seemed to have nowhere to put it, and he was a little nervous.

"Let's go home first and let your mother see." Hua Fengliu wanted to go to La Jieyu, and then took it back.

"Yeah." Hua Jieyu nodded gently. On the way he came, Ye Futian had already told her that she would not reject her.

"Let's go." Ye Futian took Hua Jieyu's hand and left with Hua Fengliu. The people here watched their leaving figures.

"Is it him a romantic disciple?" An old man said. Ye Futian caused great noise in Qingzhou City back then, and he is still a legend in the minds of many young people.

"Well, he is back, so handsome." The person next to him nodded.

Hua Fengliu and Ye Futian came to the hut. Before the person could enter Hua Fengliu, she shouted: "Wenyin, see who is back."

The few people were not as good as the yard of the cottage, and they saw two figures coming out.

Nandou Wenyin smiled, but the moment he saw Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu, his steps could no longer move.

"Xieyu." Nandou Wenyin's voice trembled, and in just a moment, she was already filled with tears.

"Dad."

A crisp sound came, and the figure beside Nandou Wenyin trotted towards Hua Fengliu, holding Hua Fengliu's hand.

It was a girl, five or six years old, very beautiful, just like a girl in a fairy tale, and just one glance at her will make people like her.

Ye Futian was about to call him master's wife, but then his eyes were deeply attracted by the little girl and could no longer move.

From the girl, he seemed to see Jieyu's figure. Although he was young, he still looked very similar.

The girl held Hua Fengliu's hand and raised her head to look at Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu. Her tender voice came from her mouth: "Dad, sister is so beautiful, like a fairy."

When Hua Fengliu heard the name of her sister, she couldn't help but shed tears.

Yes, that is her sister, her dear sister.

Ye Futian squatted down, his eyes were a little red, he stretched out his hand and gently landed on the girl's face. His movements were so light, as if a little force would hurt the girl.

"What's your name?" Ye Futian asked softly, his voice extremely gentle.

"Hua Nianyu." The girl looked at Ye Futian curiously, and her tender voice spit out from her little mouth.

In just a moment, Ye Futian's already red eyes could no longer hold back, and tears fell down.

A beautiful name.

But this name made him feel heartbroken.

How did the teacher and the teacher’s wife come through these years?
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