Fengjin Town......

The Writing Department carried Ling Fei, who had fainted, and it took a lot of effort to finally walk back to Fengjin Town before dark.

As soon as he entered the city, several entourages arranged by Dong Ergou, a great benevolent person, hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully: "My lord is invited." "I immediately invited the writing department to a tavern in the city of Fengjin Town.

As soon as he entered the door, Dong Ergou, a great benevolent person, came very enthusiastically and beckoned the Writing Department to go upstairs, and the Writing Department casually threw Ling Fei, who had not yet woken up, behind the door.

After going upstairs, looking at the table full of delicacies, the eyes of the writing department flashed green, and then he forcibly calmed down and returned to normal.

"Remnant Feng, long time no see. After a person at the table saw Dong Ergou appear with the writing department, he stood up and took the lead in speaking.

The man had unkempt hair, was dressed in a ragged linen coat, covered with oil, had a stubble on his face, and his eyes were blank, but when he saw the Philology Department, there seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes, but it was fleeting.

The writing department naturally knew this person, but he didn't expect that the high-spirited teenager had now become like this.

"Long time no see...... Aozhong!" The Writing Section frowned, looked at him with complicated eyes, and continued, "You have changed too much......"

Time seems to have gone back to nine years ago, when Aozhong was still a teenager who was shouting all day long to become a general, and he was invincible in the preliminary round of the Stranger Contest with water dragon magic in his hand, and almost no one could match him.

Unfortunately, in the semi-final group stage, this confident teenager was divided into a group of death, and the players who successfully qualified in that group were Ge Dong, Rean Feng, and Ling Fei......

Originally, in terms of proud combat power, it was natural to be selected for the Imperial Fang Camp, but the results of the rematch caused the teenager's self-confidence to suffer a very huge blow.

Frustration did not allow him to continue on the path of the Stranger, so on a night that no one knew, he left the sad place alone and returned to Fengjin Town......

Later, his childhood friend Ergouzi helped him, a genius mage boy, who vowed never to use his abilities again, and after sinking for two years, he was unknown in Fengjin Town, and became a cook for seven years......

In the past nine years, Fengjin Town has gradually become the first commercial town of Xuefang, and whenever there is an unsolvable force dispute, there will always be a masked mage who stands up and forcibly drives both sides of the conflict out of Fengjin Town.

After so many years, Dong Ergou, a great benevolent person, knows very well that his own fa xiao is actually still full of desire for the battle of the supernatural, he does not belong to Fengjin Town, he belongs to the entire Demon Barbarian Continent!

Dong Ergou has also persuaded him more than once, persuaded him to go back, and persuaded him to return to the stage that belongs to him, but he himself has never been able to get over the hurdle in his heart......

Today, nine years later, the moment the great benevolent Dong Ergou saw the Writing Department, he knew that he had been silent for too long, and it was time for him to return to the team of the Aliens, and the arrival of the Writing Department was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

On the dinner table, Aozhong poured a glass of turbid wine for the text department, this is his favorite wine, there are thousands of good wines in Fengjin Town, but Aozhong prefers this inferior wine, strong enough, a few glasses of stomach, enough to make him forget the past for a while......

"You...... Why did you suddenly come to Fengjin Town, is it...... Do you have any tasks?" asked Aozhong first after pouring his wine.

Hearing this, the Writing Section shook his head, he stared at Aozhong's eyes, and replied straight to the point: "I came to find you on a special trip." ”

Subsequently, the text department briefly introduced the purpose of this trip to Aozhong, after listening to it, his brows furrowed slightly, he picked up the wine glass, raised his head and drank it dry, Dong Ergou saw this, and hurriedly poured him full.

Aozhong took a bite of the dish, chewed two bites in a panic, and swallowed it, he sighed, and said to the writing department: "Remnant Feng...... Oh no, it should be...... Letters, hey, are you finally willing to accept this scroll?"

After hearing this, the writing department knew that this was Aozhong deliberately changing the topic, but he didn't give him a chance at all, and replied noncommittally: "Well, then why can't you find your water dragon again?"

"Can this be the same? This ......is different!" Aozhong retorted without hesitation after hearing this, but halfway through his words, he did not follow.

Aozhong grinned awkwardly, took another bite of food, and asked, "Hey, do you remember? At that time, you had to use your own strength in the competition, and you had to throw away this scroll, how about it, is it really fragrant now?"

"Proud ......"

"Hey, show me, is this scroll any good?"

"Proud of it!"

"Listen to me!" Aozhong knew that he couldn't avoid this topic today, so he put down the text scroll he had just picked up, and drank another glass of turbid wine, and said, "You listen to me...... Remnant...... Writing department, it's been nine years, and we're not young anymore, listen to my advice, don't toss......"

"Proud ......," the Writing Section said, "The five-hundred-year reincarnation disaster is coming, and the entire Demon Barbarian Continent will be threatened, are you willing to hide in this Fengjin Town as a shrinking turtle?"

Hearing this, he shook his head proudly, he looked at the text department fixedly and said: "It's not that I should be a shrinking turtle, I really don't have that ability, what to protect the mainland and save the common people, this is your business, it has nothing to do with me." ”

"Aren't you going against your will to say this!"

"If it's convenient, please help me when the time comes...... I want to live. ”

Seeing that the anger between the two continued to rise, Dong Ergou, a great benevolent person, hurriedly stood up and said: "Hey, dissipate the gas, dissipate the gas, oops, old friends haven't seen each other for so many years, why do they quarrel as soon as they meet, eat food, drink, come ......."

Looking at Aozhong's decadent appearance, he took a deep breath, no longer refutated, raised his wine glass and drank it all, then got up and turned to leave.

Downstairs, Ling Fei had already woken up, and at this time, he was carrying the rusty broken sword, sitting on a chair casually, with his feet on the table in front of him.

When the writing department walked to the door, he asked, "You heard everything." ”

"Well," Ling Fei nodded, "Can I go up and cut him?"

"Whatever you want. After saying that, the writing department did not pause and went out to leave.

Ling Fei got up, looked at Aozhong, who was watching the writing department leave at the staircase on the second floor, and didn't say anything, but nodded his head, turned around and went out, chasing in the direction where the writing department left.

After the two left, Dong Ergou looked at Aozhong's back, and just wanted to speak, Aozhong interrupted him with a wave of his hand, then patted him on the shoulder, turned around and went back to the house to rest......