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Huang Yi shook his head slightly, he didn't specifically pick the record of the Heavenly Dao to break, this qiē was all a coincidence, the record-breaking reward of the Tower of the Gods was very important to him, and it was impossible for him to give up.

Now, his experience is 97% at level 35, and he can play again.

Next, he brushed the 20th layer again, and this time he didn't deliberately release the water again, and directly used all his strength to break the world record once again and rise to level 36.

He then went to the 32nd floor to farm the rest of the time, which would be the last time he would farm the Tower of the Gods in a while.

……

Night has fallen, and the largest city in the distant continent of Rihon, Tian'en City, has begun a rich nightlife, and the laughter of players is everywhere.

At this time, on the roof of a high-rise building in Tian'en City, a man in white with an Oriental sword hanging from his waist was looking to the east, his eyes were deep, like the starry sky overhead, and the night wind gently blew his cloak and fluttered back, showing a chic and elegant temperament.

"He's already broken your record three times." At this moment, a voice came from the air behind the man in white. Immediately after, a circle of ripples suddenly flashed in the air, and a man in black walked out of the void, as if he had crossed over from another world.

The man in black was covered in black sè all over his body, and his face was also covered by the mask of black sè, so he couldn't see his appearance clearly. He also had an Oriental knife hanging from his waist, without a scabbard, it was so white and dangling, and the tip of the knife was dripping with blood all the time, as if he had just finished killing someone.

"Records are saved for the sake of being broken." The man in white said faintly, his gaze still far away to the east.

The man in black stepped forward, looked down at the city, and said in a solemn tone: "Now, there are more and more Chinese players, Blade, Dragon Thorn, and Thor needless to say, just the second kill that appeared recently has already made us feel a huge pressure." It's been less than a month since he appeared, but he has already broken three world records in a row, and such a person has only appeared once in the world, and that is you. ”

"Is that a compliment to me?" The man in white turned his head to look at the man in black and smiled slightly.

The man in black shook his head: "In a sense, he is more terrifying than you. Since his appearance, the organization has been highly vigilant, sending spies from Chinese mainland to investigate, but there is no result yet. In addition, in the real world, we also used all our strength to find this person, but the strange thing is that we can't find him by any means, he is like a ball of air, which does not exist in the real world. I suspect that the spike was most likely a spy sent to China by the United States. ”

"If it's their spy, then this spy is too stupid, and he even helped China win a little national honor value, so swaggering." The man in white spoke calmly, but the mockery in his words was not hidden.

"Don't laugh at any suspicion of the organization, there is an old Chinese saying that when a fake is true, the truth is also false, and sometimes it is difficult to judge between the fake and the true." The man in black said, glancing at the man in white, and then his body gradually faded, and finally disappeared into the void, as if he had never appeared.

The man in white was still looking at the starry sky in the east, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, hidden in the night.

……

When night fell, Huang Yi finally finished brushing the last Tower of the Gods and teleported back to the teleportation square in Thorn City.

At this time, the teleportation field is still very lively, and it seems that the people here are always living this life, hitting the Tower of the Gods every day, going to the tavern every day to drink, and they don't think about the distant places, nor do they think about those distant dreams, they simply live here.

Huang Yi left the teleportation field and walked through the bustling streets. The night in Thorn City is still so peaceful, the players walk in twos and threes, couples hold hands, and there is happy laughter. In fact, they, the players, are really playing the game and savoring this peaceful life.

In contrast, Huang Yi is more like a wanderer, constantly moving forward in this vast continent, no matter how strong the wind blows, no matter how cold the night, no matter how desolate the forest, no matter how majestic the rainy season, he has to keep walking, towards the ethereal distance, and pursue Ziyou's faith.

In a sense, he is an emperor, with fame, honor, and strength. But in the same way, he is also a beggar, without love, without ziyou, without home.

Walking and walking, Huang Yi came to the garden again, maybe only by coming here, he could calm down like an ordinary player, and not think about those complicated things.

The dim street lamps were shining quietly, a few moths were holding a dance party around the lights, and the garden surrounded by carved iron fences was calm and serene, and Huang Yi stepped on his shadow and walked into the depths of the fragrance of flowers.

Further inside, there were no street lights, and the moonlight sprinkled silently, covering the petals of the flowers. In the distance, a circle of players sat around the flower pond, and in the middle was a bard, who was holding the harp, playing and singing some classic old songs, and the melodious singing came from afar through the night, full of serenity and tranquility.

Huang Yi stood in the depths of the fragrance of flowers, standing in the bright moonlight, quietly looking at the girl's window, at this time there was still an orange light inside, and the girl's silhouette was still bowed and full of warmth. There were thousands of houses in this city, and there were countless windows, but he only saw this one.

He was about to leave, and he would never see this girl again, he didn't even know what her name was, what she liked, what she looked like, the only thing he could remember was her hazy silhouette.

The night was getting deeper, the breeze was blowing, and it was slightly cool, and the bard in the distance sang an old song from many years ago.

Goodbye beloved dream girl,

I'm going to go far away to find the future,

If I return home one day,

Then tell your feelings outside the window.

Goodbye beloved dream girl,

Say to your shadow to be precious,

If I never come back,

Let the moon stay outside your window.

……

When the song fell, Huang Yi took one last look at the window, and finally moved his steps and walked out of the garden, he was about to set off for a distant place.

Walking out of the gate of Thorn City, Huang Yi looked at the desolate wilderness and darkness outside and took a deep breath. Then, he turned his head and took one last look at the peaceful city of thorns. It is so beautiful here, the lights of thousands of households, like stars in the sky, illuminate thousands of houses, illuminate thousands of people, and illuminate his loneliness.

Ten thousand lights, which one is for me