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Only Song Hong is different.

He is still looking for Xia.

Even if you leave, there will always be some traces, right?

He went to look for footprints, to find a place to stay, to find passers-by to inquire, there is always a chance.

In this way, with little hope, he searched for a full three years.

In the past three years, he has never let go of martial arts.

Occasionally seeing those who followed Xia and Mishui back then, they would help.

Therefore, he also got acquainted with many people in the world.

However, even in the fourth year, he still did not find any trace of Xia.

Even the millet water, somehow did not know where it disappeared. She obviously said she would stay.

Those two people disappeared like bubbles in the small town where they had party.

No one has seen them leave.

No traces were left.

On that day, he rescued an old man who had followed Mishui.

The old man thanked him so much, and wanted to invite him to stay at home, he shook his head.

Just at this moment, the sky was full of rain, and the sky was hazy. He stared at the sky in a daze.

"Master Song, you are looking for Miss Xia..."

Song Hong looked back quickly, "Do you know news about her?"

"No, I don't know either. It's just that the old man can probably guess that Master Song has been traveling around all these years, probably to see your master again, right?"

The rain fell on Song Hong. He didn't avoid it. He just let himself bathe in the rain. The rain glued his long hair to his cheeks and neck. He nodded.

"Song son, the old arrogant arrogant, based on the experience of the people who have passed over, I would advise you not to spend your whole life on finding your master. If she does not want to see you, you are afraid that it is impossible to find her..."

Song Hong stood up suddenly, a trace of anger flashed across his face.

"No, even if she goes to the End of the World, I will definitely find her!"

Song Hong gritted his teeth, his fingers clenched tightly.

However, the old man looked into his eyes with strong sympathy, and he said:

"But, Song Gongzi, have you ever thought... if your master... wouldn't it be the End of the World?"

"what do you mean?"

The old man’s mouth moved, and his face was somewhat afraid, but also a little nervous and hesitant. In the end, he still spoke: "Miss Xia, the single name is'Xia'. This name, if it is Add a surname..."

"What surname?"

"Song son, you may have lost your youth and did not pay attention to the history of martial arts. Of course, this matter is rarely known. As early as more than two hundred years ago, there was a master of martial arts. The martial arts practiced. However, for some reason, few people dared to mention her name again."

"So, everyone regards martial arts as inherited by many of her disciples. But her own name is rarely mentioned... However, a senior once told me... Her name is Zhou Xia."

When the old man mentioned the name, he used a very small voice, and even showed fear on his face, as if he didn't want more people to hear it.

I'm afraid, if Song Hong hadn't saved him, he wouldn't say it.

Song Hong couldn't understand why this old man was so afraid of Zhou Xia's name.

His master is indeed very strong, but she is not terrible. Even, he is a gentle and cheerful person.

Moreover, people who lived more than two hundred years ago had the same name. Maybe they were Master or Master's parents. They admired this great master in history, and they came up with the name Xia.

"So, what are you going to say to me?" he demanded.

The old man said: "Song son never thought that Miss Xia is about the same age as you, but martial arts is invincible in the world. She has profound skills and extraordinary swordsmanship. It's not like...not like a teenage girl should have. of."

Song Hongwu didn't believe it, and argued: "My master is an extremely talented genius, besides, she may have been passed on by experts."

The old man shook his head. As the so-called authorities are fascinated, and the onlookers are clear, Song Hong defended his master, but because he did not want to admit the master’s strangeness. In the end, the old man couldn’t help saying, “However, Master Song may not know that the Wuxue University back then Grandmaster Zhou Xia, the final outcome."

"Is it missing, or what? Anyway, a person is nothing more than a death."

"No, she is neither dead nor missing, but when she was old and old, a **** came to restore her youth with his own hands, and named her a **** and brought her back to the heaven. So, Because Zhou Xia was transformed from a man to a god, her deeds and her name have been taboo, and will no longer be circulated in the world..."

Song Hong's pupils shrank suddenly.

"So, Song Gongzi, since I knew Miss Xia, I have always thought, Miss Xia, how she looks, she doesn't look like a mundane person... Plus, the name is the same, without revealing her surname, and leave. After that, I can’t find anywhere...I can only think of..."

"Miss Xia, maybe... it's Zhou Xia, a true god!"

Song Hong stiffened suddenly as if struck by lightning. Then, he walked quickly to the old man, "Then, old man, if it is a god...If my master is really a god, where will she go? How can I find her?"

"The gods...There is only one residence of gods in mythology, and that is the heaven above the nine heavens..."

The old man looked at the boundless sky.

At this time, dark clouds cover the top, and rain floods between heaven and earth.

He stretched out his skinny hand and pointed his finger to the sky, where, when it was clear on weekdays, a faint hourglass would appear.

"Master Song, how can I know how to go to the heavens as a mortal. If you are familiar with history, you should know that the gods have used an hourglass to show the number of mistakes that the human race has done and punish them. Wait until the day is clear. , You are looking at the hourglass of the gods, you can find that the sand has leaked to more than half! This indicates that the opportunities for the gods to leave to the human race are running out! How dare I dare to wear sinful bodies while waiting for mortals? , At the risk of offending the gods, to explore things that I shouldn’t be waiting for?"

"That's why I advised you not to look for it. Son Song, your master, she is not the one we mortals should look for!"

Song Hong stood blankly in the rain.

Suddenly, thunder rumbling, a flash of lightning flashed through the air, dazzling light, and exploded very close to them.

The old man was so scared that he hugged his head and squatted on the ground, muttering a prayer: "The gods are up, I am wrong. I shouldn't talk about the gods. I ask the gods to forgive me. I won't mention it again."

Seeing the old man shrinking on the ground, Song Hong's heart was confused and confused.

Really? Could it be that as this person said, all the lines point to that common terrible fact?

Xia is actually called Zhou Xia, a god?

Is it the existence of aloft, different from these mortals who are deep in the quagmire, who can only struggle for survival in the suffering of the world?

Is it an existence he can never touch?

...

He stood silently in the rain~www.wuxiamtl.com~ for a long time.

This is not right.

Song Hong shook his head.

Xia, how could she be a god?

She is a living person!

She sternly taught him how to practice the sword.

The way she laughed and played with Mishui.

She sat on the roof, looking at the distance in a daze.

She bought beautiful new clothes, and asked the corners of her skirt if she looked good.

No matter what it looks like, it all shows that she is such a real and lovely person, not a so-called high god.

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