After the resurrection, Chasing Wind did not blame the Begonia Fairy, he rushed to the border village of the twisted jungle as soon as possible, and Jun Haitang was waiting for him there.

It's just that Jun Haitang is wearing a newcomer's cloth armor and cloth clothes, and he knows if it's good to chase the amorous style, but he still asks: "What about the equipment?" ”

"It's all blown up!" Jun Haitang replied numbly.

"I'll buy it for you!" Chasing the wind said immediately.

"No, Brother Feng!" Jun Haitang shook his head indifferently, "I've died eight times, and now I've fallen back to level 2, and it's useless." ”

"This bunch of garbage!" Chasing the wind gritted his teeth, "It's okay, I'll take you!" ”

Jun Haitang continued to shake his head: "Brother Feng, it's useless, if I don't delete the number, they won't give up." ”

"What?" Chasing Feng was shocked when he heard this, "You want to delete the number?" ”

Jun Haitang nodded: "My deletion is actually good for myself, if I don't delete it, I won't be able to practice it again in the future." ”

Everyone understands this reason, but the deletion of the number still needs to be submitted after three years to submit the application for number establishment, and if you can't get it for five or six years, you can't get in.

Chasing the wind still cautiously asked, "Will you come in again in the future?" ”

Jun Haitang looked at him: "Yes, Brother Feng, I will build a new account in the future, and I will add you as soon as I go online, we have come all the way, I will never forget you." ”

Chasing Wind immediately hugged her tightly: "I will wait for you until you reappear." ”

Jun Haitang kissed his face: "Brother Feng, after I leave, you must take good care of yourself, these people from the big guild are too insidious, you can't fight them." ”

Chasing the wind said: "Don't worry. For you, I will definitely live well. ”

In the reluctant goodbye, Chasing Feng watched his lover's mirror image slowly disappear, the three words Jun Haitang and his avatar were deleted from his friend list by the system, and the wedding ring on his hand turned into a wisp of ashes and drifted in the wind.

At this point, the free and happy chasing wind seems to have disappeared, and he has become a drunkard who is addicted to alcohol all day long, indulging and sinking.

He lives on the streets, drunk and muddy all day long, just as the Begonia Fairy predicted. Later, when Meng Jianfei and Li Tianfeng, who found him, saw that Chasing Wind had become like this. They didn't have the intention of settling accounts after the autumn, but sighed: this person had a great future, but unfortunately he couldn't bear the blow, and he actually gave up on himself. Never mind. Let man be willing to fall. Let him fend for himself.

In this incident, it was not Dark Zeng who really took advantage, but Mr. Zheng.

Because the person who really wants the Tanghua Flying Sword is not chasing the wind. It's a dark one.

He had always wanted to get this famous sword, so when he was still learning the arts, he worked hard, but unfortunately the Begonia Fairy finally passed the famous sword to Chasing Wind.

Darkness once failed in hope, but when he was hung up by Hu Weiwei in the new century, he suddenly saw hope again.

He knew that the master would definitely take back this famous sword, and the next person to pass it on must be Dazang, but with Dazang's modesty, he would definitely not want it, so the candidate would fall to him.

Because he was sure that the master would not be passed on to Tianhuo, and Chiyo was soft-natured and a woman, as for Jin Qiu and the others, they were still far behind him......

Unexpectedly, things changed again, and then Dazang was ordered to retrieve the flying sword from the new century, and the Begonia Fairy did not pass the sword to anyone again, but kept it himself.

A few years later, with her retirement, this famous sword sank forever, of course, these are all later words.

Secretly thought he was smart, but he didn't know that these had already been calculated by Mr. Zheng, and at the same time, Mr. Zheng also made reasonable use of Jun Haitang.

To be precise, Mr. Zheng sacrificed a Jun Haitang, but opened up a new situation in the new century, which shows Mr. Zheng's old spiciness.

The so-called difficulty of starting a business is in these places, and sometimes he has to resort to some unconventional means, but it is true that when the hegemony of the new century has been achieved and the overall situation has been decided, Mr. Zheng attaches great importance to talents and will never sacrifice his own people again.

The binge drunkenness of chasing the wind lasted for half a year, and he was immersed in great grief and indignation.

He was sad that Jun Haitang was treated so cruelly, but what he was angry about was not the hatefulness of the new century and the bloody elite, nor the master who drove him away, but when the master wanted to expel him, except for Dazang who stood up, none of the other senior brothers was willing to say even a word for him.

You must know that when these brothers were still learning art, as long as they were in need, they could help whoever they could help, but now that he is in trouble, not only did no one intercede for him, but they seemed to be scrambling to kill him, which made him feel extremely cold.

However, his nostalgia for the past is still far greater than this grief and indignation, the days pass day by day, Jun Haitang has never appeared, but the thoughts have become more profound with the passage of time.

Chasing Feng even returned to Danqing Village and Huaheng Village in the Obsidian Land several times, back to the place where he and Jun Haitang first met, the place where they held hands, and the places they walked together.

The small tree at the entrance of the village was not as tall as him, and he was often trampled by a group of newcomers in the past, and Chasing the wind always felt that these small trees were very pitiful, so he said to Jun Haitang: If I am this tree, I must work hard to grow taller, so that I will not be stepped on.

Now the small tree has grown into a towering tree, the tree is still there, but the person is no longer there.

If it is given another chance, maybe it would rather never grow taller and grow up, just as Chasing Wind had the idea of never leaving the novice village.

With endless sighs, Chasing Wind returned to Shuiyun City and continued his drunken life.

He is sinking, but others are advancing by leaps and bounds, Dazang has risen to the Elder of the Divine Domain, Tianhuo has risen to the Scarlet Elite Tiger Hall Master, and Chiyo is the vice president of the Golden Eagle Society.

By chance, Dazang found that the drunken Chasing Wind was lying on the river embankment and sleeping in the North Gate Market.

At that moment, Dazang's heart ached, and the once high-spirited and talented chasing wind had fallen into such a field.

I can't bear to hide it in my heart, wake him up and patiently enlighten him, no matter how hard he talks, but chasing the wind just can't listen.

Dazang was also helpless, and then he regularly sent people to secretly fund the chasing wind, as a senior brother, I can't guarantee the future for you, but if you want to drink, I promise to give you enough.

In Dazang's heart, the status of chasing the wind is actually very high.

Dazang really admires and appreciates chasing the wind, the ability to chase the wind, the ability to chase the wind, the vision of chasing the wind, etc., Dazang feels that there is really no second person in this "Ninth Continent" who can compare, if that incident did not happen back then, if the chasing wind went smoothly, today's Mr. Zheng may not be able to fight the chasing wind.

In order to encourage Chasing Wind to cheer up, Daizo thought of a lot of ways, but unfortunately, he did the wrong thing with good intentions.

Under the persuasion of a good talk, Chasing Wind was finally moved and promised to change into decent clothes and accessories to attend a high-end party.

The venue of the party was the "Walking Moonlight" club run by Gu Xiaoyue, and the people who came to participate were all young talents from some big guilds, and it was surprising that Tianhuo, Dark Zeng, and Chiyo were all there.

Originally, the appearance of the men and women was normal at first, but slowly it was not right, because everyone did not speak with their wine glasses, but looked at the chasing wind.

"What's wrong?" Daizo was puzzled.

"How did you bring this kind of person in?" The person who asked the rhetorical question is also a protector of the peerless Tianjiao, and the peerless Tianjiao is far less famous than the Realm of the Gods, so the explanation of the protector is also euphemistic, not so explicit:

"This man often drinks in the night market outside the city, and is so poor that he gets credit everywhere, and I have seen it several times."

It's already quite polite to say this, but as soon as he heard this, Rao is chasing the wind didn't care about anything, and his face slowly turned red.

He looked up, and he saw that everyone was staring at him coldly, and that look was like seeing a wild dog scurrying into the clubhouse to scavenge and eat.

He found that Tianhuo and they didn't even want to defend themselves, and all that was revealed in their eyes was indifference and disdain, and Chiyo even turned his head and pretended not to look at him, I don't know if it was intentional or unbearable, but none of this mattered.

At that moment, Chasing Wind's heart was really stabbed.

Whether it's reality or this, sometimes interests and face are sharper than swords, ruthlessly cutting the thin paper of dignity, cruelly chopping up, leaving no room for anything.

Once upon a time, he was a high-ranking disciple under the begonia fairy and was highly respected wherever he went, but today, others completely look at him as a dog, not even as good as a dog.

Chasing the wind didn't speak, he just slowly ripped off his tie and walked silently to the gate.

"Chasing the wind, wait a minute!" Daizo immediately chased after him.

At the entrance of the bar, the streets are lit with neon, men and women are enjoying the nightlife, only he is chasing the wind and is out of place here, he is from a completely different world from these people here, what can he do if he doesn't leave?

Dazang looked apologetic: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I ......"

"You're not wrong!" Chasing Feng interrupted him expressionlessly, "I think it's better to drink in another place, I can't afford these people." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left, without looking back.

Hua Kaicha chased out at this time, looking at the back of Chasing the Wind and disappearing under the long street, she couldn't help but sigh: "This person is really pitiful." ”

Daizo also sighed, "He shouldn't have ended up like this. ”

Hua Kaicha said: "I really can't see how strong he is, he doesn't look like you were taught by the same master at all." ”

Dazang muttered: "He wasn't like this before, it's just that the blow he suffered was too big, and I still hope he can cheer up." ”

"I'm afraid it's going to be difficult!" Hua Kaicha shook his head and said, "After this blow, I'm afraid he has no motivation anymore." ”

Daizo let out a long sigh and was silent for a long time.

She only knew that friendship and love would motivate people's fighting spirits, but she forgot that hatred and humiliation could also cheer people up. (To be continued......)