Xiaowen's face changed, and he shouted anxiously: "Brother Monkey!"

However, apart from the sudden whistling of the wind and the flying of rubble, there was no sound of apes.

"Brother Monkey, how are you!" Xiao Wen shot out a fairy power, lifting several layers of rocks piled up into a mountain.

"What's it called, it's called the soul!" The ape's unhappy voice sounded, and he complained: "Master Monkey, I finally waited for such a delicious stone, how can I do it if I don't eat it!"

"Eating stones?" Xiaowen opened his mouth in surprise and said strangely, "I haven't heard that apes like to eat stones." ”

"Can you handle it?" said the ape angrily, his two big hands clutching the gravel and putting it in his mouth.

Yan Wan'er's eyes flickered, and she secretly said in her heart: Xiaowen was born to cultivate immortals, and he doesn't know much about aura. But she knew that there was a small amount of aura in these bursting stones.

After a few moments, the ape touched its round belly and burped in satisfaction.

At the same time, there was a heavy grinding sound from the stone door, followed by a powerful suction force.

Even if they were thousands of kilometers away, Lin Hong and the others were sucked in at once. The apes were closest to the stone gate and were hit harder.

It struggled and roared, "Wait, wait! The monkey hasn't eaten enough!"

However, its roar was drowned out in a whistling sound.

Xiao Wenzhao was taken aback, and rushed over without thinking about anyone: "Brother Monkey, I'm here to save you!"

"Xiaowen, don't go over!" Yan Wan'er's face changed, and a panic appeared in her heart for no reason. The sudden premonition made her care about nothing else, so she leaned over and rushed over.

However, it was too late, but in an instant, the powerful suction suddenly disappeared, and even the stone gate disappeared at the same time.

And at the moment when the stone gate disappeared, a cyan figure rushed in time.

"Xiaowen" Yan Wan'er hurriedly followed the place where the stone gate disappeared, but unfortunately no matter how she looked, she didn't find the entrance to the passage.

Except for the four small squares that fall to the ground.

Wen Junxi avoided the sand and gravel swept up by the strong wind, and did not notice the situation on Xiaowen's side. When she came to her senses, she couldn't help but be stunned when she saw Yan Wan'er looking around anxiously for something.

"Wan'er, what's wrong?"

"Xiaowen, Xiaowen has been swept up in the true channel. Yan Wan'er was so anxious that tears fell.

"What!" Wen Junxi's eyebrows froze slightly: "What about the Xiuzhen Channel, we will also go in, and we have to bring Xiaowen out." ”

Yan Wan'er put away the small square card on the ground, spread her hands, and said frustratedly: "It's closed." ”

After speaking, his legs were raised, and the whole person fainted on the ground.

"Wan'er, what's wrong with you, Wan'er!"

Wen Junxi's eyes sank, and then he picked up Yan Wan'er and walked in the direction of the capital.

On the knotless peaks lined with rocks, it was already a messy patch at this time.

Except for Yan Wan'er and Wen Junxi, who left, there was no figure left on Wujie Peak.

***

When Yan Wan'er woke up again, it was already three days later.

This morning, as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Wen Junxi sitting at the head of the bed looking at her. Seeing her wake up, she showed a smile and said, "Wan'er, are you awake?"

"Junxi, is it that Xiaowen can't come back. Yan Wan'er's voice was filled with weakness that she had never felt before.

Wen Junxi's eyes darkened, his face remained unchanged, and he comforted: "Wan'er, you are not in a hurry. Yan Qingyun also went in, and he should be fine with Xiaowen. ”

After a pause, he added: "Besides, we will be able to go to him in a hundred years." "A hundred years, for mortals, is almost impossible.

But for Yan Wan'er and Wen Junxi, it could have been an instant.

But now, a hundred years, has become too long a wait.

Yan Wan'er closed her eyes and said bleakly: "All along, I have felt that my cultivation is high, and I can run rampant on this earth. But in the end, I lost my son, which is ironic. ”

A hint of gloom flashed in Wen Junxi's eyes, and he said softly: "Many things can not be controlled by high cultivation. Wan'er, don't think about it, a hundred years is very fast, really. ”

"I see what you mean. Yan Wan'er turned around and said softly, "Junxi, I'm suddenly a little tired, and I want to sleep for a while." ”

"Okay, then you can rest. Don't think about it any more, good. Wen Junxi stood up and left the room lightly.

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Time is the killer of all life, and time is the creator of all life.

In the blink of an eye, fifty years have passed.

In the past 50 years, Mr. Wen's generation has passed away one by one, the political arena has changed, and I don't know how many leadership teams have changed.

The only thing that remains unchanged is that no matter which leader comes to power, the position of the Wen family in China has always been very solid. Despite this, the Wen family has become more and more low-key, and since Uncle Wen Junxi, no one has ever been the first person in China.

The quadrennial World Psychic Exchange Conference has been held more than a dozen times in the past 50 years, but compared with the first time, the venue has less killing and blood, but more real exchanges and exchanges.

Of course, this is not unrelated to the fact that the supernatural people of China have been holding the upper hand for decades.

The courtyard house where Mr. Wen lived back then has now become the residence of Yan Wan'er and Wen Junxi.

An Qi and Su Siqi had already cultivated to the early stage of foundation building, and even their daughters had embarked on the path of cultivation.

As for Wen Yucheng, he has been the most famous little prodigy in Huaguo since he was a child, and he has always been the most magical existence in Huaguo when he grows up.

He replaced Yan Wan'er and Wen Junxi, and became the pillar of the top country after hiding in Huaguo.

Wen Yucheng has never married or had children, which makes Wen Junxi regret and feel a little sad.

And in the past fifty years, Yan Wan'er has not cultivated again, and she has gathered all her cultivation in the dantian and sealed it.

And her appearance gradually showed a normal aging state.

In the past fifty years, Wen Junxi has accompanied Yan Wan'er in addition to cultivation, and when he is not cultivating, he will also put away his cultivation, and like Yan Wan'er, he will become an old man.

"Wan'er, why are you in a daze, what are you thinking?"

Wen Junxi came out of the room and took a coat to put on her.

Yan Wan'er stood in the courtyard, looked at the cold moon in the sky, sighed softly, and said, "It's been fifty years, Xiaowen doesn't know what's going on." ”

Wen Junxi touched her slightly cold hands with pity and comforted: "This kid is clever, you can rest assured." ”

"It's been fifty years, and every day of these fifty years has been so hard. Yan Wan'er let out a breath: "I really hope that the remaining fifty years can pass faster." ”

Wen Junxi was silent.

After a while, Wen Junxi suddenly looked at the shadow of the corridor and said, "Since you're here, come out." ”