Speaking of this, it seems that there is no way for the conversation between the two to continue, the trauma they have suffered is different, and the black shadow and Mu Jingfan's view of the world has also changed accordingly.

Originally, there was no infallible remark about the world.

The atmosphere fell silent, and in order to alleviate the embarrassment, Mu Jingfan could only choose to change the topic wisely:

"I've always had a question, you... Did you already know me?"

There was no way to directly ask why the black shadow was so good to him, so Mu Jingfan chose a more tactful way of asking, starting from the past relationship between the two.

But the Shadow's answer was just as unexpected, and the straightforwardness of his words was unrelenting.

"I saved you just to see what you liked, don't delve into my past, we have never been people. Such an answer directly cut off all of Mu Jingfan's thoughts after that.

Hei Ying is not a stupid person, he naturally knows what Mu Jingfan wants to know, but this matter is a taboo in his heart, and he is unwilling to let anyone explore the darkness in his heart.

Hitting a wall on top of the dark shadow's past, the atmosphere between the two became even more awkward, and Mu Jingfan was not a person who was good at talking. If it is about poisonous tongue, he can be regarded as a topic terminator, but if it is about topics, he can only be a topic waste.

"Anyway, thank you for saving me so many times. Mu Jingfan stood up, bowed deeply to the black shadow, and then turned around and walked towards the outside of the phantom array.

The black shadow didn't speak, nor did he stop Mu Jingfan, he had already made a decision in his heart, and he would definitely not continue to care about Mu Jingfan this time.

Such a decision is also a relief for Mu Jingfan.

Walking out of the phantom array, Mu Jingfan looked up at the scorching sun hanging high in the sky, and the naked sunlight was projected on his body, stinging his skin hotly.

Without the protection of the aura, the body of ordinary people seemed so fragile in front of the natural interface, and Mu Jingfan's weak body seemed to be collapsing soon in this uninhabited desert.

In just a moment, Mu Jingfan felt the hunger and thirst in his body due to the lack of water, and under such a scorching sun, the speed of physical loss was much faster than he imagined.

From the perspective of an ordinary person, entering such a harsh environment unprepared is undoubtedly an act of seeking death, and Mu Jingfan's consciousness is obviously still stuck in the past where he still has power.

Facing death again, Mu Jingfan no longer had any feelings, and it could even be said that there were no waves. Human beings are ultimately fragile in the face of nature as a whole.

Mu Jingfan deeply understood this fact, and also understood his powerlessness. His power had indeed been lost, and the lies that still slept in him were nothing more than fantasies to comfort him.

"If everyone in this world loses their strength, what will happen?" Mu Jingfan, who already knew his fate, took the little time left to think about this profound question.

Such a question, in the entire camp of the Duhua Division, it is estimated that only people like Mu Jingfan should go back and think about it. Although they are fighting all the time, there is no way to completely exorcise all the 'ghosts'.

To be able to completely end the battle, they will not have such illusions at all, rather than fantasizing, it is better to do more practical things.

"At that point, everyone will be confused by not knowing what they should do. It seemed to have imagined that kind of scene, and Mu Jingfan's face once again showed a happy smile.

Although the smile was a little stiff on his now shriveled face, it was just a smile from the heart.

Like a marquee, a brilliant rainbow light flashed in the perspective that had gradually blurred. At this moment, it was as if a candle was lit in his chest, and a dazzling light emanated.

The ancient scroll that I had always thought had been lost before had always existed in Mu Jingfan's body. It didn't disappear, it was just because Mu Jingfan lost his strength and was disqualified to inherit it.

Perhaps sensing Mu Jingfan's emotional changes, people who are obsessed with strength will not get strength after all, and it once again recognized Mu Jingfan.

The surrounding aura gathered and slowly flowed into Mu Jingfan's body under the guidance of the ancient scrolls. Mu Jingfan is now like a porcelain that may be broken at any time, and he can't stand too strong stimulation at all.

Feeling the warmth coming from his chest, Mu Jingfan reopened his eyes and saw the bright red light like a candle, and his heart rekindled hope.

The aura of the flame was like a life under the control of the ancient scrolls, flowing in the broken spiritual veins, and the warm and comfortable feeling made Mu Jingfan can't help but come out.

Under the repair of the aura, Mu Jingfan's tattered body regained its firepower. This mysterious and powerful power is something that many people have always wanted but can't get.

Without innate recognition, no matter what means are used after that, it is just doing useless work.

The dead body was activated by the aura and reactivated, and wisps of aura were withdrawn from the storm and entered Mu Jingfan's body, turning into a part of his power.

After a long time, this change stopped, although it did not return to the previous level, but to be able to regain strength, Mu Jingfan was already very satisfied.

After a rough estimate, his current level is probably around the fifth order of the spirit mist level, but because these spiritual qi are mixed with a point of the power of the True Flame scroll, the strength that can really be exerted should be at the eighth order of the spirit mist level.

Just like this, it was not enough for Mu Jingfan, although Tianqi had suffered a lot of vitality in the previous battle. However, after all, people have the capital to make a comeback, and the next time they will be greeted will inevitably be a more violent storm.

We must restore our strength to the previous level as soon as possible!

Mu Jingfan secretly made up his mind, got up and walked in the direction of Zhongdu, if he wanted to improve his strength, he was really at ease in the training room at home.

The training room, which I hadn't been to for a long time, was already full of dust after three months of no one. The same was true in the room, and it seemed that after that battle, Ink Dust went back.

After a deep sigh, Mu Jingfan still spent half a day dealing with the problems in the room first, and after cleaning up, the room was rejuvenated again.

Where the two styles of painting are completely different, it is natural that the room is more sunny and beautiful, which is more comfortable. After a short rest, Mu Jingfan went into the basement and began his training.

What he needs most now is to restore his former class as soon as possible. Sitting cross-legged in the basement, the surrounding aura gathered with the movement of Zhou Tian in Mu Jingfan's body.

If you want to restore the previous class, this kind of boring weekly operation is indispensable, and the accumulation of time is the precipitation of the greatest strength, Mu Jingfan completely understands this truth.

The aura is like a trickle, which begins to grow under the continuous confluence, turning into a river rushing in the spiritual veins. Bright red flames slowly ignited on Mu Jingfan's body, until the entire basement was reflected red.

He had lost his former power, and everything he had now was given to him by the ancient scrolls.

The power contained in "True Flame" is really extremely powerful, and under the coercion, all the aura tame entered his body and turned into a part of his power.

'The Power of Burning Gold'

Mu Jingfan's mind moved, and the aura was mobilized by him as before, but unlike before, nothing happened, just the aura flowed around in his body.

'The Immortal Flame'

The power in the bloodline also did not have any reaction, although he had a premonition in his heart, but when it happened, Mu Jingfan couldn't help but be disappointed.

The power in the ancient scrolls is not his own power after all, and his own power cannot be drawn out at all.

"Sure enough, it doesn't work, not to mention the other two powers. Standing up again, Mu Jingfan felt that the aura flowing in his body had temporarily reached a saturated state.

The nourishment of heaven and earth and personal penance are the normal ways for the master to grow.

Mu Jingfan, who had jumped this road before because of various opportunities, was forced to go through it all over again when he broke it and stood up.

However, this method has infinite benefits for Mu Jingfan, before his strength increased too fast, although the strength was strong, Mu Jingfan's body also left many hidden dangers in places he didn't know.

This hidden danger will gradually manifest itself as his strength grows.

Now this problem is not any problem at all, in the double precipitation of time and penance, Mu Jingfan's strength will inevitably get a qualitative improvement.

The spiritual energy reserves and refinement level in his body were already much higher than others, and after this precipitation was replenished, the talent and strength that he had not shown for a long time would also be revealed.

If you want to say it, the son born to one of the geniuses of the Mu family and the pearl of the Lin family, naturally it is impossible to be incompetent, and Mu Jingfan's talent is far stronger than others imagined.

Although he hadn't practiced hard before, every year's prayer would increase the fit of Mu Jingfan's body with aura, but he didn't know it himself.

It won't be long before Mu Jingfan, who has regained his strength, will definitely show his edge. And the heavenly rider will surely usher in a terrible enemy.