The Three Realms have been reborn, but Zheng Fang's ultimate fate has become a difficult mystery to solve.

The International Magicians Association of Tamlenberg strongly believes that Zheng Fang is still alive because he has been blessed by the Temple of Magic—"Eternal Existence", eternal immortality, how could Zheng Fang die? However, apart from this insistence, they could not produce the slightest evidence that Zheng Fang was still alive.

The Huaguo Magicians Association is the opposite of Tanlunberg, they firmly oppose the opinion of the International Magicians Association, firmly believe that Zheng Fang has died heroically to save the Three Realms, and they think that Tanlunberg's denial of Zheng Fang's sacrifice is to fundamentally deny Huaguo's great contribution to the stability of the Three Realms.

For this reason, the Huaguo Magicians Association specially held a grand memorial service for Zheng Fang, and Cai Xiaoren, chairman of the Magicians Association, not only personally participated in the memorial meeting held in a special school to commemorate Zheng Fang, but also delivered a sincere and long memorial speech at the meeting, during which he choked up several times and was speechless with sadness.

However, the house that Zheng Fang left in the dormitory building of the secret service has not been able to be separated, it is said that a neighbor next door found that there are often traces of human activity in the house, and the things in the house often change their positions by themselves, which is quite scary, after a long time, it has become a ghost house, only Liang Feifei still often goes to clean, and after cleaning, she will lean on the balcony, and she will sleep unconsciously, this house is sunny and very comfortable.

Mary Song was the most resolute of those who insisted that Zheng Fang was not dead, and now she was a member of the Council of Six, and it was known that this eccentric old lady had a habit of going to Gutritton's Magic Restaurant alone every weekend, and set the constellation of the stars, and once, a waiter accidentally pushed open the door and saw Mary Song dancing there alone.

While jumping and dancing there, it seemed to be talking to someone, and the waiter said that Lord Song Mary was like a few dozen years younger at that time, his face was radiant, and his whole body seemed to be glowing.

No one in the Star Picking Sect thinks that Zheng Fang is dead, every time the old ancestor sees Ni Sheng, he has to ask if Zheng Fang is here, Ni Sheng will answer him embarrassedly every time, Zheng Fang has not come back yet, so the old ancestor has to snort with his nose in annoyance.

"This bastard boy, what kind of ghost is he doing? You, the master, too, how did you behave?"

Ni Sheng's face turned red, and the power of the Six Realms actually became like a schoolboy who had been scolded by a teacher.

In the end, the ancestor would always give an order, Zheng Fang came, hurry up and go to him, Feng Qiaoke made a lot of bullets for him, and threw them all at him, the backward valley is not called the backward valley, but should be called the bullet valley.

"Tell Zheng Fang to quickly put away those things. "The old ancestor would say such a sentence at the end of every time.

Da Luoli has become the blue-clothed elder of the Star Picking Sect and has her own cave mansion, but her favorite thing is to weave some messy little things, and while weaving, she looks at the empty seat in front of her, and then a happy expression will appear on her face.

"You're mine after all!" said Dalori, smuffling. The chair shook slowly.

Some people specially went to the underworld to find Zheng Fang's undead, but no one succeeded, and some people thought that Zheng Fang was reincarnated, however, although the news of the Twelve Mansion Masters was occasionally found in the Three Realms, but about the Patrol Division, no one has ever heard of it.

The spirit world is still at war, and there is no day of stability, but there are many fewer spirits in the human world after all, and the domain masters, mansion masters, and sect masters who are above the five realms have all spoken openly or secretly, and they don't go over there to hang out, and no one is embarrassed to care if something happens.

The cultivators of the human realm are still divided into many circles, large and small, today you want to lead me, tomorrow I want to lead you, and no one will obey anyone. Tanlenberg still claims to be the leader of cultivators in the human world, and no one else has to expose his lies, and when he should respect, there is no lack of etiquette at all, but he still does what he should do, and he doesn't count what Tanlenberg says.

The dukes of the underworld still have their own hobbies, and the rainbow gnats still like to stand on the edge of the sea of no return in a daze, and every time a black spot that catches the waves swims to his feet, he has to look at it carefully for a long time. Butterflies still like to have a never-ending feast, and once they are happy, they will summon a ghost who is not good-looking and sing some nonsense tunes.

Zheng Jiawan, Zheng Dong's family finally entered the game because of gambling, in terms of the severity of the crime, the first to be released was Zheng Yang, he was the youngest, except for his mouth, there was no actual reverse, so he was sentenced to coercion.

After he came out, he didn't dare to do gambling anymore, remembering that the few acres of land at home had been abandoned for a long time, so he wanted to plant them, and when his father, mother, brothers and sisters came home, there would be a hot meal to eat, when he carried the rusty hoe at home to the field, he found that the field had already been planted with crops, he asked many people, no one could say, when the land was planted, and by whom.

One day, the Civil Affairs Bureau found him and sent him a plaque of a martyr's family, which made him confused, and after inquiring, he learned that it was his brother Zheng Fang's. But didn't his brother Zheng Fang die a long time ago?

He suddenly remembered that it was time to go to the grave of his brother Zheng Fang and Mrs. Zheng, Zheng Fang's bones did not go home, Mrs. Zheng's bones had long since gone, but when his father and mother were rich, they still repaired the graves for these two sons, and those who were on the winter solstice in Qingming would also come to burn some paper.

That day, he went to his brother's grave, and saw a young man standing at Zheng Fang's grave in a daze, he thought it was his brother's friend, over the years, there would always be his brother's friend who came over occasionally, and they all went to the grave to take a look, and then hurried away. So he didn't care.

However, as he approached the young man, he suddenly turned back and smiled at him, and he felt dizzy and the sun was shining brightly.

In the days that followed, he said when he met people that he saw his brother Zheng Fang, and everyone said that he saw a ghost, and he shook his head vigorously, "It's not a ghost, it's a human!"

One night many years later, when Zhengjiawan Dingbo Lake was designated as a tourist area, a young couple sneaked out of the hotel and ran to the lake to enjoy the night view.

"Going, coming, coming, all suffering from that spiral sin, living, is the three meals in the belly, the clothes on the body, even if you don't return tomorrow, go to the mire, become the gravel, and then use the kettle to steam, wind knife, grind into bone meal, burn into dust, and turn back is not a dream in the Three Realms, the same return, after all, it is just a home, obedient, what do you think is the matter?"

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