Chapter 125 - 125: The Great Era Withers, The World Is Just a Fancy Dream (2)

Chapter 125: The Great Era Withers, The World Is Just a Fancy Dream (2)

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For this reason.

Fu Xiaorou worked day and night.

For this reason, he had never married and did not even leave behind any descendants.

This year.

Qingdu Port was white, and countless martial artists and civilians came to mourn.

As for Fu Xiaorou’s body, it was buried with the etiquette of a state funeral.

It was said that.

The God of Martial Arts, Li Yueming, did not appear.

Many people found it unbelievable when they heard the news.

After all, the relationship between the God of Martial Arts and Fu Xiaorou was not just a simple relationship between monarch and minister. They were master and disciple, father and son.

Now that Fu Xiaorou had passed away, the God of Martial Arts did not even show his face.

So the God of Martial Arts was still studying cultivation techniques?

Was there a problem?

Many people thought of the Imperial Emperor of Great Xia who had suddenly disappeared three times before the New Year.

That person seemed to have suddenly disappeared during his heyday.

In the end, it was Li Yueming’s eldest disciple, Han Bufan, who came out to refute the rumor.

But even so.

The people of the world still had doubts buried in their hearts. Nnêw n0vel chapters are published at novelhall.com

This year.

A new grave appeared in Li Yueming’s backyard.

In the beginning, the grave was filled with flowers and offerings.

In the end.

All the prosperity was gone.

Only a pale yellow wildflower was left on the yellowish-brown grave.

It proved that someone had been here in the end.

Year 100 of the Martial Arts Calendar.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but many martial artists in the game felt that time seemed to have sped up.

Ever since Fu Xiaorou died.

The development of the Qingdu Empire suddenly came to a halt.

Under such circumstances.

Outside the courtyard where Li Yueming lived.

Three big and one small figures stood there.

Behind their backs, the persimmon tree planted by the cheap mother had already withered and declined.

He only had a few years left to live.

Only the new persimmon tree planted by Ye Nanyuan was still growing vigorously.

Around the courtyard, the residents of Qingdu Port had already taken turns for several generations.

The original courtyard with green bricks and black tiles had now become a very festive red brick house.

Only this old courtyard stood out from the rest.

It looked bleak and desolate.

Ye Nanyuan was here.

She brought along Li Mengdie, who was already in her forties, and her husband.

He gently knocked on the door that seemed to have been silent for a hundred years.

After a long time.

A figure with disheveled hair appeared in front of everyone.

Although she looked extremely sloppy because she hadn’t taken care of herself.

However, the person in front of him was still as young as before.

Ye Nanyuan’s hair was white and her forehead was full of wrinkles.

At this moment, tears fell from her eyes.

The mole at the corner of her eye was still the same as before.

However, time had changed too many things.

Behind him.

Li Mengdie, who was already a mother, looked at the figure in front of her. After hesitating for a moment, she said,”Father?” The figure in front of him didn’t react.

He looked at his mother with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Ye Nanyuan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

He turned around and said to the man beside Li Mengdie,”Little Wu, this is your father-in-law, Wu Sheng. Call him grandpa!”

At the side.

The two men, one big and one small, also had doubts on their faces.

However, because of Ye Nanyuan.

The man still braced himself and said in a trembling voice that was filled with disbelief, “Father-in-law, accept my bow...”

However, the little boy beside him was not so polite.

After sizing up Li Yueming, he shook his head and said, “”1 don’t have such a homeless grandfather.. My grandfather is the God of Martial Arts!”