"Well," the girl nodded, "remember to come to Jingyang often in the future, I may have to go to Linhai after graduating from the college entrance examination." ”

Nightwind nodded, said something more, and left the window.

Fang Qiao'er watched the white clothes suddenly disappear into the night, and couldn't help but worry, clasped her hands and leaned on the window, seeing that the night breeze was waving at her under the street lamp.

"Goodbye!"

"Goodbye. ”

……

Walking alone on the road, the night breeze is a little heavy.

From beginning to end, Fang Qiao'er didn't ask Yefeng what she had experienced over the years, just as Yefeng didn't ask her.

The two of them kept just the right amount of silence, avoiding topics that would be difficult for both of them to talk about.

For example, how does the night wind heal his throat.

After all, Night Wind couldn't tell Fang Qiao'er that he was miserable back then, and after being forced to commit suicide by jumping off a cliff, he thought he had entered the cultivation realm, stepped into the immortal realm step by step, and finally became the first emperor of the ages.

Fang Qiao'er would not tell Ye Feng how she had endured the alternative eyes of others and a life that was not rich for so many years.

Some people and things don't need to communicate too much in many cases, and they can understand each other at a glance.

After all, this world is hard to find, high and low. The loneliness of a lonely person is not a lack of character, but simply because there is no one to share.

The bank card with a deposit of 100 million yuan in the card burned into a flame in the hands of the night wind, turning into smoke and dust and floating in the air.

Ordinary people, the 100 million that a family can't earn in a lifetime disappears in the hands of Yefeng, but he is not distressed.

This amount of money is harmless to Ye Feng, since Fang Qiao'er said that she doesn't need it, Ye Feng doesn't bother to transfer her card, and she has the right to contribute to the country's capital flow.

At this time, it was already three o'clock in the night, even though Jingyang City was the capital of Tianbei Province, it still couldn't reach the time, and there were very few people on the road at this point.

Night Breeze walks on a bridge across the river. Huge slings support the weight of the bridge weighing tens of thousands of tons on the piers, standing silently on the river under the lights of the city, half dark, half bright, let the river wash endlessly for more than ten years.

Night Wind walked on the road in white clothes, this time period is forbidden to fly, even if you contact Ye Dingshan Air Traffic Authority, private jets will not be allowed to take off, and Night Wind is not in a hurry to go back to Xinhai and fight with state agencies.

Walking alone on the cross-river bridge, the traffic flow is a little sparse and fragmented, as for the pedestrians, there are no pedestrians at all, and the whole sidewalk is only walking alone by the night wind.

Hung up the phone call to Ye Dingshan, and the night breeze looked at the scenery by the river. The river breeze is gentle, and the evening breeze caresses the face, blowing the white clothes and black hair.

"Since you're here, you're going to come out. The night breeze watched the river flow, shattering the glorious reflection on the shore, and suddenly turned his back and spoke.

In the darkness of the night, no one answered.

Night Wind stood for a moment, then turned to look into a makeshift pavilion on the sidewalk in front of him.

"Such sneaky, bearing the name of the Grandmaster?" The night breeze sneered, and there was silence in the gazebo over there for a while, and a figure walked out.

"I didn't expect it, the afterlife is terrifying. A middle-aged man walked out of the small pavilion, saying that he was a middle-aged man, but his temples were already gray, his body was a little rickety, and his voice was old when he spoke.

Seeing the middle-aged man walk out, the corners of Yefeng's mouth rose: "You have been waiting here for so much, is it like telling me that the afterlife is terrifying?"

"Hehe," the middle-aged man smiled, pointing to Night Wind's hands, "That's not it, you still have my blood's blood on your hands." Pity my apprentice, he was killed before he even got started, and it was thanks to the old man that he found you!"

The middle-aged man spoke casually, he didn't seem to be a person who came to take revenge, and Ye Feng also smiled when he heard this, "Grandmaster Nanyang, right? ”

The night breeze took his hand and said lightly.

Regarding the matter of Guo Shan, Night Wind will not tolerate it, even if Wan You has never been involved in this matter from beginning to end!

The middle-aged man did not deny it when he saw the night breeze, but was so disrespectful, and his face was a little gloomy.

"Junior, you know that Wan You is my son and still attack and kill, is it because you are too reckless or is my Nanyang not famous?" Nanyang was dressed in a coarse cloth coat, and his cloudy eyes were slightly narrowed.

Seeing this, the night breeze was fearless, and let the river breeze blow his hair, "I really haven't heard much of you Nanyang, and I don't bother to listen to it." ”

As soon as the night wind said this, Nanyang's fists clenched slightly, but he quickly let go again.

"Wan You's bones are good, although he is twenty years old before he has a small internal strength, but that is under the premise that he is greedy for the world,

If not, it is not a problem to achieve great internal strength, and it is not even impossible to become a grandmaster.

And if you can kill him, you will prove that your talent is not inferior to him, or even surpasses him!" Nanyang stroked his palm and said slowly.

"What do you mean?" Night Breeze said lightly.

Nanyang saw the night breeze and asked, pointing to the city on the bank of the river, "Hehe, how is it, do you see it?

But this prosperity is only superficial, and it is never his builder who can really enjoy this prosperity, but the group of people at the top of the pyramid.

They have the richest spiritual and material provisions, and life is a pleasure for them, without worries. Nanyang faced the night breeze with a smug smile on his face.

"And cultivating martial arts is one of the best ways to get to the top of the pyramid. ”

"Martial arts cultivation?"

"That's right, cultivating martial arts, since you can kill Wanyou, no matter what means you use, it is not a problem to use your talent to become a grandmaster. Nanyang said confidently.

After he saw that this method he threw out was the best of both worlds, that is, to satisfy his love for talent, and to send the night breeze to the top of the society, killing two birds with one stone, many years later, even the martial arts world may leave a piece of his Nanyang cherished virtue.

Why not?

Nanyang looked at the night breeze with a confident face, waiting for the rest of the night wind.

Night Wind suddenly smiled when he heard Nanyang's tirade, which made Nanyang's face a little puzzled.

Seeing Nanyang's puzzled face, Night Wind pointed to the stars in the sky, "What is in the sky." ”

"Stars?" Nanyang replied, his tone was puzzled, and he didn't know why the night wind said this.

"Yes, it's the stars," replied Night Breeze, smiling lightly, "compared to the stars in the sky, we are all ants in the gutter, looking up at the stars all day long but out of reach, and there is no other way to come out and sigh, but can you understand?"

"Understood?" Nanyang frowned slightly, not knowing what Night Wind was saying, "What do you understand?"

"I used to be an ant in the gutter, and then a star said he was going to take me to the stars, and I chose to refuse, and he was furious. ”

"And then?"

"And then there was no then. Nightwind smiled lightly, "I killed that self-righteous fellow." ”

When Nanyang heard the last sentence, his face was instantly gloomy.