"Look at the sword!"

A handsome young man eight feet tall raised his Western sword and stabbed forward. In front of him, however, was a defenseless old man.

The old man sat still, his eyes closed, as if he were at one with his surroundings.

Almost instantly, the sword had pierced the old man's neck, and the piercing of the throat seemed to be a foregone conclusion. Sure enough, the slender sword had already penetrated the old man's neck, and a smile rose on the corner of the young man's mouth.

This is considered a success, right? I finally succeeded, this kind of injury may not be nothing to Ye Zhenming, but this blow is of great significance to himself. In the past five years, no matter which sneak attack he had, he had not even touched the corner of Ye Zhenming's clothes. Could it be that he is really old?

Su Jingyun's sword pierced through the throat directly, and traces of blood oozed out. However, this inertia came to an abrupt end, and no matter how hard Su Jingyun exerted his strength, it would be difficult to penetrate again. Probably Ye Zhenming started to fight back, but Su Jingyun didn't care, anyway, his sneak attack was successful, even if he was beaten next, it didn't matter.

After all, he couldn't beat this one anyway, but now that he pierced his throat, it was enough to blow for a lifetime. That's already true, unless he can turn back the clock.

Just when Su Jingyun was distracted and fantasized about how to brag about this experience in the future, his pupils suddenly caught a glimpse that Fang Cai's red blood stains had disappeared, and when he focused on it again, he found that the scene just now seemed to be just his own fantasy. His sword only stopped at a centimeter in front of Ye Zhenming's throat, and he couldn't even touch his skin.

Su Jingyun was shocked, could it be that he could really turn back time?

"If only I could really turn back time," Ye Zhenming seemed to see through Su Jingyun's thoughts, no, he couldn't even say that he could see through it, because Ye Zhenming's eyes were still closed at the moment, "This is your 1605th sneak attack, and you still haven't been able to touch me." ”

Although he looks like an old man, Ye Zhenming's actual age is only twenty-six years old, and he sometimes speaks like a child who has not grown up.

"Then how did you do it?" Su Jingyun reluctantly put away the sword, when they met ten years ago, the strength of the two was still almost the same, and even Su Jingyun was a few points stronger. After the separation, Su Jingyun never thought that a few years later, the young man who was full of childishness would now have such strength, which made him unreachable and convinced.

What I didn't expect was that in the next five years, this teenager who didn't pay attention to him at all at the beginning has become a legendary existence.

Countless people envy it, but only Ye Zhenming himself regrets it.

"When you reach the extreme, you can freely create illusions, so just now you just thought you had pierced me. After all, you want to sneak attack me so many times, or give you a little sweetness to taste, how about it, were you very happy just now, and you feel that you have finally succeeded?" Ye Zhenming smiled.

Su Jingyun looked not very happy, and then asked as if he remembered something: "This extreme attack has been lost on the mainland for a long time, how did you engrave this extreme attack?"

Ye Zhenming was stunned when he heard this, and his thoughts went back to eleven years ago, when he was just a fifteen-year-old ignorant teenager. In that mysterious underground passage, he accidentally obtained one of the most precious spiritual skills in this continent, and after that, he never explored that mysterious existence again.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhenming began to feel a little sad, and he couldn't go back to that time. It's sad not because he had unimaginable adventures at the time, but simply because of the girl he still loves persistently.

"If you really want to know, take me on a trip to the Garin Mountains on the night of the full moon this year. Ye Zhenming smiled meaningfully.

The night of the full moon is approaching again, and the annual sunset appointment is approaching, but the person with whom he met is no longer there.

It really looks like her!

Ye Zhenming has also experienced a lot of things and met many people in the past ten years. He really envied that some people were able to wave away the past so quickly, no matter how heavy the blow, they were able to quickly pick themselves up and devote themselves to a new life, and those past experiences seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Maybe that's a sign of maturity. Ye Zhenming was very annoyed, it seemed that his mind was not worthy of his strength, those who should have all this might never get these adventures and gains of their own, but they seemed to have endured what they should not have endured.

He was still reluctant to let go of her, the girl with a rose.

Probably with the idea of punishing himself a little, he was not willing to restore his appearance after the accident, but chose to live in this world as an old man. Maybe this is how you escape from reality.

In the past eleven years, the teenager has already transformed. It's just that he doesn't want to believe it, and he'd rather protect the promise he made casually when he was a teenager. Perhaps that promise had turned into a curse, but he no longer had the courage or reason to break through the shackles.

"Hmm, is there really a story?" Su Jingyun was naturally interested when he heard Ye Zhenming say this, "You tell me about it." ”

Ye Zhenming was a little surprised when he heard Su Jingyun's rhetorical question, his words seemed to be said casually, but he didn't expect it to arouse Su Jingyun's curiosity.

After thinking for a while, Ye Zhenming said: "I can't remember exactly what happened, and it stands to reason that I shouldn't forget it, but now that I suddenly think about it, it seems that everything is so nothing." I don't know if it's the after-effects of that battle three years ago, but I'm probably really old. ”

Ye Zhenming sighed and sighed, and at the same time told his experience of the maze game eleven years ago.

It was a completely accidental entry, that mysterious cave space. It was supposed to be a stone staircase and underground space carved out of the Garin Mountains, but anyone who had ever seen that space would probably not think that it was as simple as a cave.

It was a whole new world.

Ye Zhenming didn't realize it when he told this story, and his memory had begun to appear confused and biased. If Zifeng was present, he would definitely be frightened by his ridiculous remarks, after all, he had never experienced any maze games when he entered the underground passage with Ye Zhenming.

All this seems to be just Ye Zhenming's delusion.

Then the story begins, and the time goes back eleven years to the Garin Mountains.