After letting Raast learn to shut up, Yasuo took the scythe and participated in an activity back to his parents' home.

Because of the previous Ionian War, Arrelia is now considered alone, but Shangzan people obviously will not forget this leader who led them to resist the invaders - Shangzan people are all Arrelia's family.

Therefore, after Arrilia returned to Shangzan, she set up a flowing table in her hometown and welcomed everyone to the banquet as her mother's family.

According to Ionia's custom, when returning to his parents' home, the new son-in-law was usually the one who was drunk. Facing the fierce "family family", Yasuo showed an attitude of not accepting everyone, and actually fought with tens of thousands of people.

Here, Yasuo was cautious. He chose the most famous local spirits as the wine for banquets, and then relied on his dark descendants to drink with great enthusiasm!

Anyway, Yasuo is not drunk, I am so heroic. Can you still use a small cup when you come over to toast?

Shang Zan people, who originally thought of "give Yasuo a little color", could only grit their teeth and toast big bowls with big bowls. As a result, Yasuo had no problems at all. Instead, the Zan family accidentally drank too much, was too anxious and too fierce, and then they got under the table.

In this way, in Shangzan, Yasuo completed the amazing achievement of "Wine-fighting Ten Thousand People".

Arilia could only roll her eyes when she was Yasuo's behavior - she was young and naive, and the dignified dark descendants competed with mortals for wine!

Raast also felt that Yasuo was naive, but unfortunately, the sickle was thrown directly into the wine jar by Yasuo until the banquet ended. It was not until Yasuo was caught up...

This kind of wine-soaking will not have any substantial impact on Raast, but the scythe still shuts his mouth - of course, this is not a cowardice that damages the majesty of the dark people, but a strategic contraction of judging the situation. In Raast's view, his new body still depends on Yasuo. Even if he wants to take revenge, he must first make a body.

Use this sickle state...revenge a hammer!

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After the sermon, Yasuo accompanied Arrilia to her former home, which had been reduced to ruins in the war. Someone had proposed restoration before, but Arrilia did not agree.

The courtyard where people used to come and go is now full of insects and birds; the courtyard where Arellai once practiced dancing now has green grass and is full of unknown flowers.

This is Arrelia's home. Arrelia was the youngest daughter at that time. Her head mountain had a reliable father and brother. She lived a carefree life every day. Although her grandmother always nagged in her ears, Arrelia was always like a happy deer, jumping around in this courtyard.

Until…the arrival of the Noxus.

All happiness and beauty are like a dream. When the dream is broken, Arrilia has been alone for a lifetime, with only the broken family emblem around her.

After that, Arrilia has been reluctant to return here, which carries a lot of her joy, but it is also forever engraved with her endless pain.

The last time I returned here was after the Battle of Dalu Bay, in that battle, Arella defeated the Navy of Noxus, and Du Guer died on the spot. Afterwards, Arella returned home with his general's seal and paid tribute to her family.

After that, she never came back - after the revenge was avenged, it would only make her feel pain when she returned here.

Time is a good medicine to smooth the pain. Now that I return to this familiar courtyard, Arrilia's heart is still full of heavy, but at least it is no longer full of pain.

In fact, as early as after the wedding, Yasuo asked Arella if she wanted to go back to Ionia, but Arella had always been very resistant at that time.

Even in the eyes of others, Arrilia is the blade of the gap, the will of the blade, and the heroine of the newborn land, but she actually has her own fragility.

Even in a sense, the beginning of her relationship with Yasuo was related to this fragility - when she first met, Yasuo was passionate under the willow, and Arrelia was just curious; but after the Noxus invasion and her family was destroyed, Arrelia remembered Yasuo's speech, and his words under the willow, and those words became her power.

Ionia, high spirits and immortality!

Arrilia, who lost her family, regarded the entire Ionia as her home.

But even so, the pain remains. Even after the war, Arrilia has always avoided recalling this experience and returning to this courtyard.

Now, when she was able to face the pain calmly, she finally brought Yasuo back to Shangzan and her former home with her.

Between the weeds, Arriya's steps were light, like a new dancer. She took Yasuo's hand and took him through the small courtyard.

Arrelia, who had her hair tied up, told Yasuo about all the past she had been here, little by little.

"If my elder brother is here, he will definitely fight you hard. He looks fierce, but in fact he is just a good deal of face. He has been like this since he was a child. If he can't fight with others, he will fight for wine. If he can't fight for wine, he will play chess. No matter what method he uses, he must win once..."

"Grandma said that after getting married, a flower bed must be drawn in the yard, and plant thistle seeds in the fog. This is Shangzan's custom. There are no seeds of thistle seeds in the fog on Fuguang Island. We must bring some when we go back to see what this flower bed looks like. Let's build one when we go back..."

"This is where I first learned to dance. It hurts very much when I open my hips. I kept staring at the stone tiles, counting the patterns on it, and counting them as I counted them, and then it didn't hurt anymore..."

"I remember that on the Zhan Spring Festival before leaving Preshidian, I had a dream under the willows, dreaming of my father and grandma, and they said I was their pride..."

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Arrilia seemed to finally let go of her obsession.

She still missed the carefree time, still missed her relatives, and still hated the Noxus invaders - she was still a victim of the war, but she would no longer be interfered with her judgment by this pain and hatred.

The past is no longer something to be pursued.

The road is still under your feet.
Chapter completed!