Time has changed a lot of things, but there are also many things that cannot be spent by years.

Everything in the Little Holy City has become a memory, but those people have always been, and judging from the results, they have all become friends, and perhaps there has never been an eternal enemy, at least for professional players, friends, and it is also a supreme honor.

There were a lot of people at the banquet this time, some of them were not expected by Qin Yi, Chu Tianhe showed a mysterious smile, he brought two people, who were also Qin Yi's old friends, a woman wearing a black veil, graceful and moving, and a big Han Guang's head, like a big light bulb that was shining.

Hei Mei and Bai Tou, these two big bosses of the Internet café are also here, Qin Yi smiled, raised a glass and toasted one by one, the knower did not say anything, no one said anything unhappy, and no one talked about everything about the re-rising team, everyone is drunk if they are not drunk, this is a lie, Qin Yi drank a lot of wine, especially the old man Qingxu and Ye Shan'er, these two people took turns to fight, which made Qin Yi dizzy.

"Qin Yi, there's a good thing here, take a look."

At this time, Hei Mei stood up, this woman looked even more dignified and elegant after not seeing her for a few years, she brushed her forehead hair and handed a book to Qin Yi.

"It's ......"

Qin Yi was stunned, the name of the book was artificially written, called 'Resurrection and Revival', Qin Yi seemed to think of something, his hands trembled inexplicably, he opened the title page of the book, and sure enough, he saw familiar names.

Gan Fan, Da Niu, Xiao Wei, Hua Shaofeng, there were not many people in the resurgence team back then, these names are all there, they are all familiar handwriting, but there is only one person missing, the ID is called 'Gale Night', as for the name of that person, Qin Yi is reluctant to mention it.

"It's all gone, but it's still there."

Qin Yi carefully put the book in his arms, and the banquet was not over yet.

"Be careful in this competition, my grandfather calculated a hexagram before I came, saying that Qin Yi has a small trouble and a big trouble, and someone will help you solve the small trouble, but the big trouble ......"

Chu Tianhe muttered through drunkenness, his voice was very small, he sat next to Qin Yi, Qin Yi could hear it just right, but Qin Yi didn't seem to hear it, just silently put the wine down his throat.

The old immortal Chu Tianhe, like the sick man, is a living legend.

Qin Yi's eyes flickered in the depths of his eyes, but they quickly dimmed.

When the night comes, the guests and hosts rejoice.

As the night passed, a new battle horn quietly echoed in the Huaxia International Venue.

"The opponent of the New Territories team...... Fresh air! ”

"The Fresh Wind team didn't show up, and they won't be judged!"

The situation on the second day was almost the same as on the first day, as long as it was a match between the New Territories team, they would win inexplicably, at first it was just a few small teams abstaining, but even the new wind was like this, it was really impossible to figure it out, the commotion spread among the audience, and Qin Yi frowned even more, not knowing what was happening.

After the next day's competition, many teams have been eliminated, it seems that Qin Yi's wine banquet last night was poisonous, the old people of the small holy city were like tigers on the first day, but today they were like anesthesia, no one won the game, even Li Congyun, who had mastered the exclusive skills, lost, but he lost unjustly, and lost to the Zhengyang team led by Mo Shi.

Zhengyang Clan, this is an invincible clan, second only to Divine Wing.

Speaking of Shenyi, I have to say that this time there is no news of this team participating in the Huaxia National Champions Cup, and the five top players seem to have disappeared and completely disappeared.

"Something is wrong, why?"

Off the field, Qin Yi kept shaking his head, he could feel a trace of unease, and there seemed to be an aura of conspiracy in the air, but he didn't know how to do it, because this was a game, as a professional player, as long as he participated in the game, there was no reason to give up halfway.

Time passed like this, one day, two days, three days, in these few days, except for a few painless small games, Qin Yi almost didn't play against any strong teams, and what was even more strange was that none of those teams appeared, including the reincarnated Shura who had fought with Qin Yi, as if he had evaporated from the world.

And just like that, the time came to the end of the race.

"New Territories Team VS Zhengyang Team!"

The referee loudly announced the start of the game, and this time the Zhengyang team did not abstain, which made Liu Xusheng, who was used to lying down to win, unable to react at once, he immediately opened his hazy sleepy eyes and rushed into the arena.

"Hello."

The smile of the ink artist was very familiar, just like the friendly teenager he used to be, but Qin Yi felt that this former teammate had vaguely changed, and he couldn't tell where he was, like he was mature, but there was something wrong.

"Hello, Inkman."

Qin Yi responded with a smile, turned around and walked to the competition stage, and the ink artist stared at the young man's distant back, and suddenly there was a hint of surprise.

It's a fleeting astonishment, because it's so absurd.

The Ink Man shook his head with a wry smile and muttered, "Isn't the captain dead, Poison Master, and there are still ten years of snow, but I will find the murderer one day." ”

The Ink Maker returned to the arena, it was a real game, the map was chosen, the weather was random, everything was carried out according to the most standard rituals, but thousands of miles away, on an ancient mountain peak, there was a gaze silently watching this game.

The sick man's white clothes are fluttering, otherworldly, there are several figures standing beside him, the breath is extraordinary, it can be seen that these people are balancers, the most terrifying thing is that one of the figures is a girl in red, if Qin Yi is present, maybe his eyes will pop out.

Because this girl in red is the balancer who once assassinated him.

"This day is still here, a soul from the future, through the past, and finally to the present, it's a pity, even if this soul awakens a part of its power, it can't see through me, let alone know that I'm Wuzhouji."

The sick boy stroked the piano in the wind, very leisurely, the red-clothed girl beside him was stunned, and a trace of doubt appeared on his eyebrows, and asked: "Senior, I want to ask, why didn't he see that you didn't kill me at the beginning, and fluctuated with the balance power in his eyes......"

"He can't see that I'm a person abandoned by God, and he can't even see through the destiny of heaven, how can he see it."

The sick man shook his head, as if he didn't want to talk about anything, he stretched out a finger, pointed to the far east, and said, "Xiaoyue is officially moving, the target is Qin Yi...... Those people around him were all killed, and no one was left. ”

On the Sansheng Mountain, the flowing clouds and clouds are flying, and the beauty is incomparable, but a burst of murderous aura rises to the sky, scattering these beautiful scenery, and at the same time, one after another figures fly out, like lightning piercing the sky, killing to the east, where is the backbone of the Huaxia Kingdom.

……

The national capital of China, three hundred miles away from the international venue, is a deserted cemetery.

The cemetery is only for the dead, and now there are a few living people, and it looks a bit nondescript.

These living people also understand this truth, so it seems that they all have a little helplessness on their faces.

"How did you and Qin Yi meet?"

"I don't know, I don't want to know if I know, the most important thing is that Chu Tianhe's old ancestor named him to protect him, God knows if he will live or die after this time."

Two figures hooked their shoulders and smiled bitterly, one of them was Lu Sanqian, and the other was Ye Shan'er.

"Don't say it, I shouldn't have listened to you in the first place......"

"Shut up."

Two figures, one black and one white, fought, it was Black Rose and White Head.

There are currently a total of five living people in this cemetery, Hei Mei, Bai Tou, Lu Sanqian, Ye Shan'er, and the fifth person is Liu Yu, who is also a balancer, and she was called over by Jiang Hai.

"Here they are."

Suddenly, the silent girl raised her head, the tip of her left finger shining brightly, and a golden tail protruding from her fingertip.