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I curse you!

I curse you to a terrible death!

I curse you! Widow! Orphan! Lonely!

Nomiyama simply looked at her calmly.

......

"Mother."

Yuko Yukinoshita turned her gaze away from the river that blocked out the sky and looked at her daughter standing to one side.

"Mother, please help him."

Yukinoshita Yuuko ignored those words, but turned to look at the two people on the mountain and said something else.

"You are thirteen years old this year."

The girl didn't look up, but simply replied with her head down, "Yes, Mother."

“Thirteen years old…” Yuuko Yukinoshita murmured.

She was thirteen years old when her older sister committed murder behind her back.

"Sister, you lied to me. You said you would always be here, whether you were alive or dead."

But you're not here anymore.

She looked down at the trembling knife in her hand and smiled, "You want to go too?"

Taking a deep breath, Yuuko Yukinoshita said softly, "From today onwards, you will be the head of the Yukinoshita family."

Beside her, the girl was stunned. Clan chief, which meant that she could go up the mountain in the future.

She looked at her mother, who didn't seem much older than her, and prepared to say something.

But the next moment, his mother had vanished from sight.

......

Nomiyama looked calmly at the knife that appeared in front of him in an instant, then at the person who was thrusting forward with both hands gripping the knife.

"Thirteen years ago, you came down the mountain without drawing your sword. I thought you would never come back in this lifetime."

Yuuko Yukinoshita calmly replied, "My sister is gone. I am now the strongest in the world. It's time for me to come."

Nomiyama simply replied, "Mm."

The knife and the man advanced continuously in front of him, yet it seemed as if he hadn't moved at all.

Because what blocked that knife was not space, but time.

He stood before himself, separated by ten thousand years.

As Yuko Yukinoshita journeyed through the years, she suddenly spoke: "Most importantly, I wanted to come."

Nomiyama looked at her.

Yuuko looked up at him and said, "I want to stab you. I want to no matter what."

Nomiyama simply gave the answer: "You're not your sister; maybe she could do it."

Yuuko Yukinoshita remained silent, then said, "Go faster."

Nomiyama sensed the increasingly sharp meaning and simply extended the years before him once more.

He looked at the other person's hair, which was gradually turning from black to gray, and said in a flat tone: "An ant trying to shake a tree."

Yuuko Yukinoshita simply gripped the knife and thrust forward.

The two remained silent until a certain moment when Yukinoshita Yuko, with her full head of silver hair, spoke up: "Nomi Yamakaze Haya."

Nomiyama looked at her, waiting for her to continue.

"Your sister is dead. She won't come back. She's lying to you. You'll never see her again."

Space distorts, and time shatters.

Nomiyama looked down at the knife piercing his heart.

His expression remained calm; he simply flicked his fingers, forcing the other person back two steps.

Nomiyama looked up at her and said, "Not bad."

Yuuko staggered twice, then took a deep breath and straightened up. Listening to the other person's still unwavering tone, she glanced down at the long sword in her hand.

He got stabbed, and then... nothing more. His body wouldn't be injured so easily.

With a flick of her wrist, Yukinoshita Yuuko threw away the knife and looked at him.

After a long pause, she asked, "Who else will love you? Nomiyama Kazehaya."

Nomiyama did not respond to that statement.

Shaking her head, Yukino Yuuko took one last look at her sister, then turned and walked down the mountain.

"You're all alone now."

Nomiyama still didn't respond. He simply reached out and returned the knife to her training room, then turned and looked at her.

Her sister lived too long a life in a short period of time. She won't die, but there will be some aftereffects. Her appearance will age rapidly and irreversibly.

He broke through his cultivation level and paid a heavy price just to deliver this useless and harmless stab.

Somewhat boring.

Reaching out, Nomiyama prepared to place her into the wooden coffin.

After a moment of silence, he withdrew his hand, took a step, and moved closer to her.

My gaze lingered on her lifeless face.

Nomiyama's expression shifted, and the calm lake surface gradually shattered.

His light eyebrows gradually furrowed.

Your sister is dead. She won't come back. She's lying to you. You'll never see her again.

His gaze shifted, and Nomiyama looked towards the Sanzu River.

He didn't see it, so he looked at the entire Heaven and Earth.

I still haven't seen it.

He reached out and touched his heart.

He felt a slight itch in his throat.

Chapter 184 Gong Yu, Will You Be My Girlfriend?

"Senior, since my man is so annoying, why didn't anyone kill him when he first came down the mountain? He must have been very weak when he first turned into a child."

Yukinoshita sat in mid-air, reaching out to guide his energy through his hand.

"My man?" Huang Quan gripped the bamboo pole and glanced up at her.

She said in a calm tone, "Someone in your family has been watching him in the River of Three Crossings for a thousand years. Who would dare to cause him any trouble? And those auras next to you, they should have dissipated on the day he returned to the mortal realm, but they all gathered in the mountains. Maybe they were a backup plan that the eldest sister left for him. No one can guarantee that there aren't other backup plans. In their hands, immortals are no different from paper."

Yukinoshita narrowed her eyes: "My family still has ancestors alive?"

Huang Quan glanced at her and said, "I wish my ancestor had died. How did the Yukino family end up with such a filial daughter like you?"

Yukinoshita Haruno complained, "What are you saying, senior? My family has always been known for its filial daughters. What do you mean I'm the only one?"

Huang Quan thought for a moment and nodded: "That's true."

She then raised her hand, feeling the fishing rod that still hadn't caught a fish: "Don't worry, that idiot was reincarnated a few years ago and is only three years old now. He can't compete with you for it."

Yukinoshita rubbed her chin: "So, in other words, after I've had several kids with him, maybe a high school girl will run off and steal someone else's child?"

Huang Quan turned his head to look at the three-year-old child who lived next door, his expression strange: "It's probably like this."

She shifted her gaze, somewhat surprised.

Huh?

Ha, you scumbag, you deserve it.

"Senior, now that I've learned how to fly, what will you teach me next?"

Yukinoshita lay in the air, in his dantian, muttering softly.

"Why didn't you teach me how to see him from a great distance?"

Huang Quan shifted his gaze: "You want to spy on him?"

Yukino Yukinoshita denied this claim: "How can matters between husband and wife be considered spying?"

......

Kitahara Yuko was feeding her disobedient younger sister when her small hand holding the spoon paused. She turned her head and looked across the street.

A moment later, she turned back and continued feeding her younger sister.

Whatever, I won't die anyway.

......

Nomiyama reached out and grabbed Miya's hand as she was about to dial, calming her slightly trembling fingers.

"Don't be afraid, it's alright."

Yukinoshita Miyabi's eyes were red as she looked down at the large pool of blood on the ground.

"But, but you..."

"Don't worry, it's nothing." Nomiyama straightened up, took the phone from her hand, took her hand in his, exhaled, and calmed the itch in his throat. "Perhaps, you just coughed up a mouthful of blood that had been bottled up for a long time?"

"Let's go for a walk. It's been a long time since we took a stroll together." Nomiyama took her hand and led her towards the door.

"What's wrong with you!" Yukinoshita Miyabi stood still, grabbed him, and stared into his eyes. Her lips trembled slightly. "I'm very worried."

Nomiyama looked at her with a gentle expression: "Don't worry, it's nothing. I just remembered something from the past."

He looked down at the pool of blood on the ground: "My body is fine. I should have coughed up this blood from my heart a thousand years ago."

"You... have regained your memories?" Yukinoshita Miyabi's hand tightened slightly.

Nomiyama felt the force, and he simply tightened his grip slightly to reassure her: "I only remembered a little bit of the past, most of it is just a blank, including her face, I still can't remember it."

Holding hands, he continued walking towards the door: "Come on, I'll take you on a date?"

Turning back to look at her, who seemed to still be thinking about something, Nomiyama sighed: "A date, are you going or not? If not, I'm going home to sleep."

"Go, I'll go." Yukinoshita Miyami quickly responded and stepped over the bloodstains.

Nomiyama glanced at the blood on the ground: "Wait until you get home to clean it up?"

“Hmm, let’s…” Yukinoshita Miyabi glanced at him cautiously, then lowered her head.

"Let's go on a date first..."

......

Yukinoshita Miyabi could feel the force with which he held her hand, as if he didn't want to let go.

And then there was his sudden suggestion of a 'date'.

He must have remembered something bad. For him in the past, the only bad thing he could recall was the passing of his ancestors.

All I have to do now is stay with him, stay with him until he no longer needs me.

"Here you go." Nomiyama handed over the ice cream cone.

"Oh, oh." Yukinoshita Miyami snapped out of her daze and took the ice cream cone.

Then she followed closely behind the person in front of her, hesitated for a moment, and carefully used her free hand to grab the hem of his clothes.

Nomiyama turned to look at her, and without thinking much, simply reached out and took the hand that was holding the hem of her clothes in his own.

He walked around, scanning his surroundings, and finally fixed his gaze on the Ferris wheel.

Taking a big bite of ice cream, Nomiyama walked towards the Ferris wheel.