Walking like the wind, Zhao Yi swept over the hill like a gust of wind, returning faster than he had been at the beginning.

A trace of emotion welled up in his heart, not only the panic of parting, but also an unreal feeling like a dream, Zhao Yi shook his head and cleared the distracting thoughts in his heart. Loved ones will soon see each other again, and instead of being sad, it is better to turn it into motivation for your own efforts, and not to disappoint those who care about you.

The speed was very fast, and with the strength that he had already reached the peak of the Elder Realm, he almost didn't need to spend any strength, and Zhao Yi's figure turned into an afterimage, whistling against the wind.

Just for a moment, Zhao Yi suddenly stopped, saw the scene in front of him, and couldn't come back to his senses in a daze.

The old walls and a nearly dilapidated house were in shambles, and the surrounding trees were devoid of vegetation, as if they had been baptized by a typhoon. This is the home of the steamed buns, where Zhao Yi and Lin Tian quarreled and fought with the Lin family before.

Lin Tian is dead, and Lao Dao doesn't know what to do, looking at his appearance that day, I'm afraid that if he doesn't die, he will be disabled! Zhao Yi thought silently in his heart, and thought of his relatives and friends, he unfortunately fell off the cliff that day, they must have thought that they were also dead, I'm afraid they would be very sad! There are also Chen Kexin and Zhao Min......

An inexplicable mood suddenly churned, with some expectations, and some panic similar to homesickness, Zhao Yi could no longer control himself in his heart, and when a burst of eagerness surged immediately, he could no longer recover, he couldn't help but speed up again and ran in the direction of the downhill......

It was noon, and Haid, which was famous throughout Haicheng, also ushered in a new day of vigor. From time to time, students walked confidently and chatting and laughing through the campus of Haida University.

At this time, it was class time, and in the classroom, the students were staring at the instructor on the stage with wide eyes, staring intently at the instructor on the stage, listening with a serious expression, and from time to time picking up a notebook to sketch and remember something.

Everyone held their heads high and looked at the position in the center of the field, but they didn't notice that a young man dressed in rustic clothes quietly walked in at the teacher's entrance.

At this time, their beautiful teacher, Meng Ting, was standing in the center, talking endlessly about the content of the class.

Speaking of this, Meng Ting's eyes froze, and her words stopped abruptly, with an unconcealable shock and excitement in her expression. The students below were listening in fascination, but they were suddenly interrupted, and they all cast puzzled looks.

However, what they didn't expect was to see Meng Ting looking behind with a dull expression.

Teacher, what's wrong? The students looked back with all kinds of doubts, and then many people were stunned at the same time, and their shocked expressions were even worse than Meng Ting's.

Several voiceless shouts immediately sounded: "Zhao Yi! ”

"Who is Zhao Yi? Well, who are you? Who let you in? Get out there and don't interfere with our lessons! Immediately, a few stunned people shouted in a daze.

"I'm also a student here, why can't I come in?!" The ordinary-dressed figure asked with a delicate smile, looking calm and light.

"Huh?" A few stunned youths were immediately stunned, touching their heads and muttering: "Zhao Yi, Zhao Yi? It's such a familiar name, and this pretending appearance, why does it feel so familiar? ”

After a while, they finally reacted, and their faces were suddenly shocked, their eyes were as wide as dead fish, and they lost their voices: "Zhao Yi!" You...... Aren't you dead? ”

They finally knew why the rest of the people looked shocked.

Isn't this the guy who fell off the cliff the other day? No wonder it looks so familiar! And just yesterday they stood under the national flag, mourning for this kid's big avatar, and today this kid suddenly jumped out, their fragile little liver!

"Huh!" Zhao Yi wanted to put on a good look, but considering that the fragile hearts of this group of children probably couldn't withstand the greater shock, he could only give up, and said with a stupid smile: "Luckily, I didn't die!" ”

"Wow!" There was an uproar below.

"Zhao Yi!" Several shouts sounded at the same time, and then several people rushed out of the crowd like gusts of wind and stood in front of Zhao Yi.

"Fatty, Xiaohan, Xiaoye!" Zhao Yi called out the names in front of him one by one.

Wang Hu frowned, looked at Zhao Yi carefully, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and he said fiercely: "Boy, no matter who you are, whether you are a human or a ghost!" I dare to pretend to be my brother and come out to be scary, today I have to let you know that the fat man is so powerful, and I will die! With that, his whole body turned into a ball of flesh, and he raised a fist and pounced on it, with the sound of whirring wind.

The attack was so sudden, so fierce, just when everyone thought that this kid was going to flee in a hurry, they found that the kid didn't move at all, still with that calm smile, watching Wang Hu's fist hit up, and the harsh breath approached his cheek.

Then, at the moment before the fist was about to touch Zhao Yi's face, the wind stopped, and the breath disappeared, as if it had never appeared in everyone's sight.

The fist stretched out into a palm, lightly touching the face at an imperceptible speed, and then shrank violently, and the body jumped backwards as if it had been burned by fire.

"Fatty, you're good at it!" Zhao Yi said with a smile.

"Huh? And the temperature! Not a ghost? That's true! Wang Hu had a shocked expression, then his eyes lit up, and he shouted in surprise: "Brothers, it's true, it's Zhao Yi!" Zhao Yi is not dead! Wahahaha......"

The fat man pounced forward, and a bear hug hugged Zhao Yi tightly.

Han Ye behind him shrunk his neck: "Isn't it really a ghost?" ”

"Hell, your uncle!" Liu Han slapped Han Ye's head angrily, smiled with surprise, and shouted excitedly: "Zhao Yi is not dead!" He came back alive! ”

"Ahh The thin Han Ye also turned his surprise into joy, and he didn't care about rubbing his aching head, so he shouted: "Hahahaha, it's good to be alive, it's good to be alive!" Saying that, he also pounced, and the four of them hugged each other tightly.

Just when everyone was in the joy of reunion, they saw that the fat man suddenly showed a bad smile, and then there was a fierce pressure, Zhao Yi suddenly lost his balance, and fell to the ground with an ordinary sound, and there were three other people who fell, only Zhao Yi was at the bottom. He was tightly pressed under the three of them, and the three solid and heavy Roshan laughed, excitedly stacking Arhats on him.

Zhao Yi was crushed to the ground, his little face was red, and he screamed out of breath: "Fat...... Fatty, you dare to press ...... Father! You're waiting! ”