The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation Chapter 1260: Thank you, goodbye
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Chen Fan settled down in Dahe Village, and soon after, he married Huang Hua.
Every day during the day to go hunting in the mountains, Huang Hua sewed and repaired at home, washed and rinsed, and even Chen Fan passed his hunting skills to other villagers in the village.
Seeing that the life of the villagers in Dahe Village is getting better and better, it also attracts people from neighboring villages, and even another group of horse bandits.
Can ordinary people simulated in these illusions pose a threat to Chen Fan?
Time just goes by little by little.
Time has passed. Chen Fan has reached middle age. He did not use his cultivation base to cover up the passage of time, just like an ordinary person, even forgetting that he is a monk.
He has a beard on his face, and he looks mature.
Another ten years later, the old village chief passed away, and Chen Fan was elected as the next village chief and brought Dahe Village to continue to thrive.
Now, with a radius of several hundred miles, Dahe Village has even become the largest village.
Chen Fan's existence is like a Dinghai Shenzhen, suppressing everything.
However, such a day has an end after all, even the beautiful dream will eventually awaken.
In the fiftieth year of Chen Fan's addiction and illusion.
Huang Hua, who is in her seventies, will finally be unable to survive this winter.
Today, heavy snow closed the door.
The doors and windows of each house were closed tightly. After busying in the house, Chen Fan took the soup that had been boiling for a long night into the house.
"Huanghua, drink the medicine, and then you will be better."
At this time, Chen Fan is already in his ancient years, and his back that has never been bent, has now creaked.
The head is full of blooming hair, the skin is sagging and full of wrinkles.
In this illusion, he has almost spent his life as an ordinary person.
At this moment, Huang Hua is also old.
Even because of being bedridden for days, the whole person looks much weaker than Chen Fan.
Even a pair of muddy eyes can no longer see the figure clearly.
The lifelessness slowly appeared from Huang Hua. Chen Fan knew that she could not wait long.
"Daniu, sit here and let me take a good look at you."
Huang Hua said weakly, and took Chen Fan by the hand and sat down by her bed.
"I often dream of one thing these days. In another world, you are a fairy, and I died in an attack by a horse bandit."
"Don't think too much, we have been together for fifty years, where do I look like a fairy?"
Chen Fan comforted softly, but he knew that things were not that simple.
The more he gets along with the yellow flower in the illusion, Chen Fan finds that it seems that the yellow flower in front of him will have a certain connection with the yellow flower in the original world.
This kind of connection is unclear, mysterious and mysterious, as if it involves extremely advanced things, so he can't understand it.
Chen Fan only needs to know that the yellow flower in front of him is also his wife. That's all.
"Daniu, I know that my time is running out. In my life, the only regret is that I have not been able to leave you an heir. I'm sorry."
Two lines of tears flowed from Chen Fan's muddy eyes.
"It's okay, as long as we are both happy and have children, what does it matter?"
"You have to be well. After taking the medicine, the illness will be cured. Then I will plant 10,000 flowers for you, OK?"
Chen Fan’s words made Huang Hua smile. Although she was about to die at this moment, Chen Fan still believed that this smile was the most beautiful smile he had ever seen.
"Good, good!"
Said two good words in succession, but Huang Hua did not drink the medicine Chen Fan had cooked for her.
Death became stronger and stronger, Huang Huan just grabbed Chen Fan's palm, as if exhausting all his strength, said: "Thank you for your company in this life, goodbye."
After that, Huang Hua passed away with a smile.