Wang Ye was immersed in yy, seeing that the harazi was about to flow, Yang Jian had reached the point where he could no longer bear it.

A roar of a lion in Hedong woke up Wang Ye, who was drunk and waiting for me.

"Boy, you're enough, give some color and you will bloom, give you some sunshine and you will be brilliant, if you are giving you a little face, you have to kick your nose on your face, isn't it !!"

Yang Jian glared angrily at Wang Ye, if it weren't for the fact that the energy left by his divine soul was only enough to maintain the stability of his divine soul, Yang Jian dared to guarantee that he would have to go up and beat Wang Ye.

"Huh, how do you know?"

Hearing Yang Jian's questioning, Wang Ye innocently asked, and Yang Jian was so hung that his soul collapsed on the spot by Wang Ye's sudden rhetorical question.

"You, you're just rotten wood that can't be carved."

Yang Jian scolded Wang Ye angrily, then turned around and closed his eyes to recuperate, not caring about Wang Ye.

But Wang Ye began to be unrelenting.

"Huh? Second brother, what you said is not right, how could I have cultivated for twenty years to this point if I were a rotten wood, and I have comprehended all kinds of magical powers, and there are no demons in my heart. ”

Listening to Wang Ye's defense, Yang Jian, who closed his eyes and recuperated, opened his eyes slightly and looked at Wang Ye with disdain.

"Twenty years of cultivation to the point where it is now, it is indeed a genius, Benjun admitted, but the biggest reason for this is not the rules of this universe?

Don't forget, this is a universe of scientific and technological cultivation, and the rules of the universe are also aimed at this aspect, you are a fantasy cultivator who has not been directly rejected and crushed by the rules of the universe when you come here, you are burning high incense, and you are embarrassed to beep if you step on the shit and luck yourself.

And the demons I just said, it's normal that your desireless and desireless mind doesn't breed demons, but is there another point that you put aside that day is an ornament?

Tianyan is the first chaotic divine thunder in the desolate universe, and it is born as the nemesis of evil things, if you can have a heart demon born, it can only mean that you are hopeless, and you can wipe your neck by yourself. ”

Yang Jian's disdainful taunt made him embarrassed when he heard Wang Ye's ears.

I have cultivated to this point in a short period of time, according to Yang Jian, I actually stepped on shit luck, the rules of the universe didn't trouble me, I burned high incense, and Tianyan itself has the function of suppressing itself and eliminating all evils, so the inner demons cannot be produced at all.

Originally, I thought that I was a peerless demon who was not said to be a peerless demon, but he was also a genius who was unique in ten thousand, but it turned out that it was the laws of the universe that let him go.

"No, then, this luck is also part of the strength!"

Wang Ye thought about it for a long time, and finally thought of this sentence to refute Yang Jian, and at the same time to comfort himself.

Seeing that Wang Ye was still a dead duck with a hard mouth, Yang Jian didn't bother to take care of him, Wang Ye was not a villain, and Yang Jian didn't bother to evaluate.

"Yes, boy, I won't talk nonsense with you, now I have finished talking to you, and I have explained to you what I should explain, and I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore, otherwise I have to be angry with you."

Saying that, Yang Jian got up and flew to Wang Ye, looked at Wang Ye and said solemnly:

"The kid will tell you one last word, the road is your own, that is suitable for you, and the path taken by others may not be suitable for you."

"Ah, I understand this, go your own way so that others have no way out!"

"Get out!"

kicked Wang Ye out with one kick, Yang Jian looked at it and flew out of Wang Ye.

"I won't leave you anything, you have your own comprehension, the combat experience is slowly summed up by yourself, the master leads the door to practice in the individual, and the kid will pay attention to it himself in the future."

Wang Ye was stunned when he heard Yang Jian's words, Yang Jian's words seemed to be arranging the future, but is there anything else that has changed now?

Yang Jian finally glanced back at the bronze ancient hall that was suspended above the sea of knowledge and suppressed the entire sea of knowledge, and the entire divine soul began to emit bursts of fluorescence.

The milky white light enveloped Yang Jian's entire person, turning into a sun in the sky above the sea of knowledge.

"W-what's going on?"

Wang Ye, who had stopped, watched Yang Jian's changes and muttered to himself in disbelief.

"It's nothing, the energy is exhausted, and the spirit is dissipated."

Yang Jian's indifferent voice came from the small sun in the sky, he had already seen through life and death. In his opinion, his original destination should have been that desolate battlefield, and now it is a great blessing to survive for so long.

Wang Ye listened to Yang Jian's words in disbelief, how did the person who had been talking and laughing with him before suddenly become like this.

"You, you're kidding, how could this be, wasn't it okay just now?"

But no one answered Wang Ye's inquiry, and the white sun in the sky became brighter and brighter, and the dazzling light made Wang Ye couldn't help but stretch out his hand to cover it.

Finally, when the light reaches its peak, the entire sea of consciousness is shrouded in it.

"Bang!"

"Huh!"

The sun exploded in an instant, and the sea of knowledge, which was reflected in a white glow, suddenly fell into darkness.

Specks of fluorescent light fall from the sky, like snowflakes in winter, beautiful and bleak.

"Boy, this is the last gift for you......"

Yang Jian's voice went from near to far, and finally disappeared.

Wang Ye looked at everything that happened in a daze, all this happened so suddenly, that he didn't even react yet.

After a long time, Wang Ye suddenly came back to his senses, looking at the restored Zhihai, as if nothing had ever happened.

But Wang Ye clearly felt that his sea of knowledge had become broader, and his soul had become more condensed.

All these changes are reminding Wang Ye that everything that happened just now is true, and Yang Jian has indeed fallen, without warning or the slightest last words.

After a long time, Wang Ye really accepted this reality, feeling the last gift Yang Jian gave him, Wang Ye silently swore in his heart that he would not live up to his expectations, and he would definitely walk out of his own path.

Yan looked at Wang Ye suspended in the sky, the white light on his body gradually converged, and a powerful heartbeat came out of his chest again.

Hiko excitedly wiped the tears from his face and looked happily at the figure above the sky.

She didn't know what was going on, and she didn't want to know what happened, she only knew that Wang Ye had come back from the dead, and that was what she cared about.

Catching Wang Ye who was slowly falling, Yan looked at Wang Ye's face in his arms with his own blood, and hurriedly wiped it off with his hands, but the more he wiped it, the larger the area.

In the red eyes, tears fell unconsciously, and Yan cried with joy.

Only when you lose can you know how to cherish it, and now Hiko fully understands the philosophy contained in this sentence, and she vows that she will never let go easily.