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Tears slid down his cheeks, and Ziqin leaned to the ground, lacking even the strength to stand up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

That face, how long has he not seen it, he can't remember, these countless worlds, some of which he stayed for years, some of which he has experienced, he played different people, shuttled through different worlds, and he almost forgot what his original name was.

He could barely remember what his family looked like, and he didn't even dare to think about his daughter.

He was afraid that he could not help but be weak, and that his experience was destined for weakness and death.

It's just that at this time, he finally saw his original face again, and once again touched the hope of returning home.

I don't know how long it has passed, he slowly stood up, the Seven Star Long Yuan was still in his hand, he looked around carefully, at this time, it was not the time to cry.

I still don't know how to do it when I get home.

He looked around. This is the place where the world meets, and this casual step may be another space, another world.

It's just that without coordinates, Ziqin doesn't dare to go casually, otherwise he is likely to sink in thousands of worlds and never find his way back.

In his mind, the system was still silent, and vaguely, Ziqin could even feel that the system seemed to have disappeared.

He cautiously poked out his senses, and then, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

That perception actually travels through space and time, shuttling through one world after another.

When is this perception so magical.

Ziqin was puzzled, with his perception at this time, he could explore the entire world in any martial arts world in an instant.

If he had such a perception, then any martial arts world would be a world of plot brushing for him.

"Xiaolinzi, is that you?"

Suddenly, a female voice sounded in her perception, Ziqin trembled slightly, but this female voice was Yue Lingshan's voice.

The smiling world has long been in the choice that the system can let it cross because of his arrogance. At this time, he once again sensed the existence of this world.

Suddenly, Ziqin actually felt a sense of relaxation.

These worlds really exist.

Yue Lingshan. Alive.

Ling Hu Chong thought that he would take care of her, without Lin Pingzhi. Thinking about it, Yue Lingshan should be even happier.

The perception continued to explore, and suddenly, a touch of warmth was touched.

That is, the music, the piano, the building, and its sound is sad. His voice is also angry.

is proud, and no one needs to remember it.

It's just the word brother, why not be a mere one.

High fade away.

Ziqin's hand was clenched, and he could know what the situation was at the moment by directly probing him without perceiving. Gao Yanli finally took that step, avenged Jing Ke and assassinated Qin.

Ziqin's footsteps moved slightly, and he wanted to enter the world to help Gao gradually leave for revenge.

It's just that. His feet had just moved, but the music had already turned the tune, and all the music was only two words.

"Go home."

With just two words, Ziqin's footsteps froze, yes. Going home, there is no system, once he sets foot in other worlds, I am afraid that he will never be able to come back.

The music is scattered, the voices are boiling, and the blood is in the sky.

The hesitation was only short, but Gao gradually left but had already completed the last section, and everything disappeared and disappeared.

Ziqin's hands were clenched, and he couldn't help but want to shout loudly, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't make any sound.

"Master."

"Brother Li."

Suddenly, another perception came, but it was two greetings, but it was the wind and the waves.

Ziqin's eyes have calmed down, he has experienced too much and felt too much, but he will never be touched again.

Thousands of worlds spin in front of your eyes, and you can perceive the way home more quickly to explore, search, and get home.

"Damn it, Shem."

Suddenly, Bai Mei's voice sounded, Ziqin seemed to have returned to the world of Tianlong, Bai Mei, Li Qiushui, Wu Yazi, Zhang Yuan, one by one, the voices sounded in their ears.

Sensing over, Ziqin's eyes suddenly widened.

Outside Juxian Village, a large number of mysterious people are gathering to besiege them.

These people seem to form some kind of formation, and countless strange patterns appear from time to time outside Juxian Village, such as ghosts, such as immortals, if monsters, and like myths.

Although Bai Mei and the others were strong, they were no longer able to support them at this time, and they were about to die when they saw it.

Ziqin still has feelings for Bai Mei, but he can't help it at the moment.

It's just that just as he was about to take a step, a voice was already ringing in his head.

"One step up and down, but it is a lifetime choice, did you really choose it?"

This voice was extremely flat, with a kind of otherworldly leisure, Ziqin was suddenly stunned.

A faint white light appeared, and a figure appeared in front of Ziqin, but it was an old man in a robe, and his god was extremely kind, giving people the feeling of being a fairy.

"Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou, all of this is illusory, you don't have to be fascinated by what you are looking for."

The figure continued to speak.

Ziqin's eyes cleared slightly, and he suddenly seemed to realize something.

"It's a dream, it's a dream, it's my dream, but."

Ziqin's tone was extremely nervous, and he looked at the person in front of him, who nodded slowly.

The Art of Dream Butterflies.

A smile appeared at the corner of Ziqin's mouth, and he felt that he went to the world of Tianlong again, but he saw that there were still many strange people besieging Juxianzhuang.

In the world of the dragon that day, at this time, the surroundings of the Great Song Dynasty were full of smoke.

Dali has sunk, a group of Han people are standing in the Dali palace, and there is already a military horse in the Western Xia holding a huge banner with the word "Ming" attacking the palace, and the same thing happened in the sixteen states of Yanyun.

Only war can make a nation rise.

Ziqin smiled freely, but suddenly, he turned his head to look at the old man again.

"Haven't you dreamed enough, after so many years, you are long gone."

Indifferent words, the old man's face changed slightly, and then he smiled bitterly.

"A dream for a thousand years, the dream is still there, but I'm no longer there, I'm sorry, a thousand years of dreams, I can't let go of some things, so I changed something with the help of your hands."

A hint of remembrance flashed on the old man's face, and then he laughed, very softly, and his figure slowly disappeared with a smile.

In S City, in a certain hospital, Ziqin sat up suddenly.

His eyes were still a little confused, but his eyes had already looked around, this was a three-person ward, but there was a nurse next to him on the bed to give another drip to the patient, and the bed by the window was empty, looking out of the window, you could see countless buildings rising to the sky in China's largest city.

This is really a dream.

Ziqin shook his head and smiled, then got up and wanted to go out to see who had taken him to the hospital.

His feet fell to the ground, but a voice had already been heard.

"How did you get up?"

This was an extremely familiar voice, Ziqin couldn't help but look up, and suddenly stunned there at a glance.

This man has a pair of extremely attentive eyes, which seem to be smiling whenever and wherever he wants, and what is even more surprising is that this man has a pair of extremely symmetrical beards, which look almost like eyebrows, and if you don't look closely, you will think that this man has four eyebrows.

"Lu Xiaofeng."

Ziqin roared almost subconsciously.

"You kid is the one who has a heart, I also want to be the unparalleled ancestor in the world, but it's a pity that I haven't been able to practice the phoenix dance for nine days until now."

The man sat on the edge of Ziqin's hospital bed and shouted dissatisfiedly.

"By the way, that guy from Ximen asked Xiao Yezi to compete in the Oriental Pearl next week, if you have nothing to do, hurry home and pick up your daughter-in-law and daughter, don't miss the earth-shattering battle between these two sword idiots."

The guy who looked like Lu Xiaofeng gushed endlessly, but Ziqin was already stunned.

At this time, Ziqin only felt that this seemingly realistic world was even more unacceptable to him than the world after crossing over.

He suddenly remembered something, reached for the pillow, a cold and familiar feeling appeared in the palm of his hand, he casually lifted it, and suddenly a long sword was raised by him.

Looking at the long sword in his hand, Ziqin couldn't help crying and laughing, and he even wanted to give himself two slaps to see if he was still in a dream.

However, he immediately gave up, not to mention two slaps in Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly technique, even if he had two swords, he could not be liberated.

Dream Butterfly.

Ziqin's perception probed out, and he slowly probed, and his face slowly showed bitterness, this was indeed the world he was in, the real world.

Suddenly, there was a little familiarity in the perception, and the scene at the gate of the hospital came to mind.

A young woman walked in slowly from the gate with a baby girl in her arms.

Ziqin's eyes were full of excitement, and he put on his shoes and rushed out of the ward