Fang Wen is missing.

Three days after Long Zun Weide returned from the Black Jungle, Fang Wen disappeared just when the Nangong Xuan family and the Ximen family made a fuss in the entire No. 1 City, and the spar management department was in a miasma. Even Martina didn't know where Fang Wen had gone, but Long Zun Weide, who should be the only one who knew Fang Wen's whereabouts, was a shut-mouthed Buddha without any explanation.

In the past three days, the Moon Remnant was once entrusted by someone to ask Long Zun Weide about the whereabouts of Fang Wen, and Long Zun Weide looked at the Moon Remnant with very innocent and pure eyes for a long time, and then closed his eyes, and hummed slowly: "Our family marshal, he ...... Recently, I suddenly noticed that the meridians of the lower body were not smooth, so I went to retreat to open up the meridians. ”

Yue Yan asked stupidly: "Where is the problem with the meridians?" ”

Long Zun Weide opened his eyes again, and looked at the moon remnant with the eyes of an idiot for a long time, before he sighed softly: "Personal**, don't say it." ”

Yue Yan felt that he was the idiot of Tianzi No. 1, and he felt that he had guessed the intention of Fang Wen's disappearance, so he also cooperated with the 'lewd laugh' a few times, patted his ass and turned to leave. There was still a lot of things piled up in his Warcraft base, and he didn't have the strength to help his fellow disciples in the spar management department. Nangong Sha wants to toss it, anyway, it is a formal duel that is completely in line with the duel law, and the people of the Ximen family can kill Nangong Sha, that is their ability; If they are killed by Nangong Sha, it will be their bad luck!

As for the affairs of the spar management department, which has been greatly affected because of this, what is this his doing? He's not from the Hedron Management Department!

'Bang', when the Moon Remnant walked out of the Military Headquarters Building in City No. 1, Ximen Dao, who was temporarily in charge of the Crystal Management Department during the treatment of the seriously injured Ximen Demon Shadow, was hit by a pure steel projectile in the face, and the seven orifices spurted blood and fell at the feet of the Moon Remnant in great misery. In front of hundreds of generals and administrative officials on the street, Shi Shiran walked over with Ximen Dao's body, and said to himself as he walked: "Ah, it seems that you stepped on something?" No? Yes? Well, let's go back! There's a lot going on in the Warcraft base. ”

Just after Yue Xuan walked by Ximen Dao's body, Nangong, who had a hideous smile on his face, walked to Ximen Dao, who was seriously injured and fainted, and kicked him fiercely. The hundreds of years of resentment of the Nangong family are all hidden in this foot. The unconscious Ximen Dao looked up to the sky and spit out a mouthful of blood, even in a coma, he still let out an extremely sharp scream, like a cat with a burned tail, the voice with a trace of trill, echoing in the air.

After Nangong Xu's family issued a duel battle letter to the Ximen family, no one from the Ximen family has died. Nangong Sha felt that just death, there was no way to vent the poisonous fire in their hearts, they must need to ravage the people of the Ximen family like cats and rats, and after completely destroying their will to resist from ** to the spirit, they will kill the Ximen family.

A three-star marshal Shi Shiran walked to Nangong San's side, frowned and glanced at Ximen Dao, who was covered in blood, and nodded: "Well, Lieutenant General Nangong San, can you just do it next time?" Well, without the signature of His Excellency Simon Demon Shadow, many of our affairs cannot be carried out. Why don't you just kill the people in charge of Ximen Demon Shadow and Ximen Dao, and leave their clansmen to duel with you slowly, so that we can take over their command easily, and save us all from growing mushrooms on our bodies. ”

This was said harshly and viciously, Nangong San pursed his lips and smiled, stepped Ximen Dao's lower abdomen, and said coldly: "Okay, next time, I will kill Ximen Demon Shadow." ”

As a result, the generals of the military department stationed in the spar management department all smiled with satisfaction; As a result, the non-Simon officials who were stationed in the Jewel Management Department also smiled with satisfaction.

At this time, Fang Wen was flying towards the four suns in the colonial star field in an ultra-small warship, at a speed nearly three times higher than that of the warship.

This is a battleship made of pure amethy crystal for the outer armor plate, and it is a special assault ship specially designed and made by Longmen's secret base for Fang Wen and Longzun Weide to facilitate them to carry out some covert operations. The armor made of pure amethyst has an absorption rate of nearly 100% for all kinds of rays and electromagnetic waves, and the various radars existing in the Academy of Sciences have become deaf ears in front of this battleship. And the unique light and shadow changing characteristics of Amesteryl Crystal make this small battleship have a special effect that is almost invisible.

Fang Wen openly drove the battleship through the airspace of the three colonial stars, but he did not alarm anyone.

In a practice room in the battleship, Fang Wen sat quietly cross-legged, his hands forming a seal, and gently pasting it on the dantian.

He was thinking about some questions, some questions that he didn't usually have enough time and mood to think about. After cultivating the Zixiao Pill Sutra, the unique Dan Qi evaporated from the twenty-three golden pills around him, like a hazy mist on Yunmeng Daze, constantly rising into the sea of his consciousness, nourishing and stimulating the silver crystal balls transformed by the two soul gods. As soon as the soul power was as cool as water, it gushed out very quietly from the silver crystal ball, flowing around Fang Wen's body, and gradually merged with his Dan Qi.

"Who am I?"

This was the first question Fang Wen asked himself.

He is Fang Wen, there is no doubt about it. However, in his laughter and scolding, he solved one opponent after another, when he wantonly tossed one opponent after another, and when he used all kinds of scheming methods to climb upward, did he still remember that he was Fang Wen? Among the three thousand red dusts, how many people will have the mind to ask when they are struggling: Who am I?

When the lights blind your eyes, when the red men and green women numb your soul, when power and wealth corrupt your soul. Can you still spare a little leisure to ask the depths of your soul very seriously, scrutiny, and without the slightest evasion: Who am I?

Who I am, where my roots are, why I exist, what is the meaning of my name.

Do you still remember a leaf specimen from your childhood, remember that immature but smiling face, and remember some stories that make your heart ache and heartbreak?

Tearing off the aura you have now, exposing your *** to the air, you ask: Who am I?

"Why am I here?"

Yes, why are you here? Where are you now, where are you living, where are you struggling, why are you here? You come here, what do you get? What have you lost? Are you satisfied? Or, have you satisfied others? With so many questions, can you have a very quiet space to think about it?

"What am I doing?"

Do the things you're doing now make sense?

"What do I want?"

What exactly do you want to pursue? The aura that shrouds you, the layers of fog, the smell of gold, silver, jewelry, and wine-colored rouge are what you want? Why did you appear in this world, why did you come, why did you struggle and roar in this floating world, the three thousand red dust?

Are you tired? Are you tired? Have you ever been hurt? Or, have you hurt someone? Grievances and hatreds, there is cause and effect, between cause and effect, have you thought about it clearly?

What are you holding onto? And what is it that makes you dismiss? What was once invaluable to you, and you easily abandoned it on the side of the road on your way?

From birth, step by step to the present, do you understand your pursuit?

Are you still the childish child who was satisfied and laughed as long as he could catch a red dragonfly?

Do you still remember the affectionate eyes of the old dog who was so close to you in the depths of your memory?

Is that heart, once as white as snow and as crystal as dew, now stained with something that can no longer be wiped clean?

Wind, flowers, snow, moon, went through all this. Wine, sex, wealth, and gas, I have seen a lot.

You, is it still you?

"Well, the age of Ben San, our eldest and youngest, is still a long time away from the old man who Ben Si. Leave these complex issues to me to consider in the future. ”

Fang Wen lay crookedly on the floor of the practice room, crossed Erlang's legs and hummed: "I am a young man, I don't have high requirements." Well, two or three real brothers, a well-behaved and obedient wife, of course, the more beautiful is the best, aha, and a little more wine that can't be drunk...... Hmm, it doesn't seem like there's anything else to ask for. In fact, we are a very easy person to satisfy. Well, as long as I find those bastards and get out of that bad breath, I should be satisfied by now. ”

"With eight million little brothers, with a roar, the beasts and birds will fly within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and hundreds of mountains can be blown to pieces with a snap of a finger, well, this day is actually good."

A faint bitter smile appeared on Fang Wen's face, and he whispered to himself, "Actually, I have always been a person who is easily satisfied. Just ......"

"Fuck, people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves...... Which predecessor said this sentence is really unlucky. ”

A slightly desolate song sounded in the battleship, and Fang Wen slapped the floor with his palm, softly humming the somewhat sad song.

The song comes from a group of accomplished old people, when they get together decades later and play the familiar old guitar again, they look back at the past, but they are already in the lights, and they will no longer see the group of young people in their prime.

"The years are like knives, and the rivers and lakes urge people to grow old...... In fact, our Dashao is not just running three or four, in fact, I have already run eight hundred, right? Really, ridiculously! ”

Walking along the highway in the black wilderness, leaving behind the cold wind that filled your hair, and the smell of fragrant food in the air, can you see a warm light in the distance? Or, can your heart still feel the warmth of that fragility but tenacity? That ray of light in the night?

Well, Fang Dashao didn't know if he could still feel the light in a certain dark night, but the terrifying heat emitted by the four suns at close range almost baked him directly into an iron plate in the battleship.

The four suns in this star field are very strange to form a regular tetrahedral four suns, each of which is about ten times larger than the sun on the Earth's own star. The distance between them was very small, so small that Fang Wen had the illusion that his battleship had barely flown past them because of it.

"It's very strong, so close, they haven't been combined into one because of the huge gravitational attraction between each other. Hehehe, is it because there is a very repulsive existence in the middle of them that forces them to only keep their current position? It's incredible! If not for...... I'll never come to a place like this in my life. Sitting nervously in the wheelhouse of the battleship, Fang Wen carefully operated the battleship, avoiding the flames in the void outside.

Amethy crystal, this magical crystal blocks nine out of ten of the heat in the outside world, but the remaining heat still raises the temperature inside the battleship to more than three hundred degrees.

If it weren't for the fusion of the life crystals of the Cloud Rushing Beast, Fang Wen would have been a mess of ripe meat by now.

Of course, Fang Wen still had the power of the Fire to control the Divine Force, but here, he didn't dare to activate the power of the Divine Force. At first, he just wanted to slightly mobilize the divine power to control the fire energy of the outside world, but the already extremely violent flame wine outside the battleship suddenly rushed up like a hurricane, so frightened that Fang Wen hurriedly and obediently stopped all inopportune rash actions.

The distance between these four suns is too close, and their activities are extremely violent, and from time to time you can see a series of sunbait tens of kilometers thick suddenly rising from the surface of the star, flying hundreds of thousands of miles high. One after another fire dragons flew, and Fang Wen's warships cautiously passed between them. Rao is Fang Wen's boldness, he was still scared and trembled, especially the severe pain in the bladder, as if he was about to squirt out of the urine as soon as he soaked it.

Rao is Fang Wen was so cautious that a sudden burst of fire still almost hit his battleship.

The huge pillar of fire, hundreds of kilometers thick, rushed up from the surface of the star on his left almost straight, and the battleship that grazed Fang Wen rushed wildly and wildly.

The temperature inside the battleship instantly soared to tens of thousands of degrees, and the furious cosmic rays tore through the magnetic shield of the battleship and rushed straight into Fang Wen's body to wreak havoc. Fang Wen, who didn't use the Fire Control Divine Protector, screamed miserably, and green smoke suddenly rose from his body, just like the mutton skewers on the street barbecue stalls back then. A pungent smell of flesh rolled out, and a large area of skin on Fang Wen's body exploded, and pale yellow body fluids poured down wildly.

"I~~~Fuck~~~ Mingya, you're still the safest fucking route!" Fang Wen was so painful that his soul almost didn't burst, he felt that he was an unlucky toad thrown into the microwave oven, that kind of sharp pain, from the inside out, it was the sharp pain that every cell was forcibly squeezed by the cosmic rays.

"Ahh

Fang Wen let out the most miserable scream in his life, the vitality god Fu ran violently, a large stream of gentle life energy surged all over the body, and the destroyed body was rapidly healing, being destroyed, and being healed again. Fang Wen felt that he was a piece of pig iron that had been placed on the anvil, which was being twisted and beaten again and again, slowly smashing from ordinary pig iron into refined steel that was refined by hundreds, thousands, and thousands of refinements.

"Ahh

With a loud shout, Fang Wen forcibly wrapped those cosmic rays that were wantonly in his body with his soul power, and began to analyze their energy composition characteristics with all his strength.

Without checking Fang Wen, who was wholeheartedly devoted to relieving his physical pain, the battleship lost control and plunged headlong into the black-red pillar of fire.

The increasingly violent cosmic rays poured in, constantly rushing into Fang Wen's body, Fang Wen's body was like an expanding balloon, and every cell was filled with the incredible amount of heat and rays.

Just when Fang Wen's body was about to be squeezed, he had already thoroughly mastered the composition characteristics of these ray energies. The Soul Divine Divine As soon as Shen Fu appeared, he drained all the rays in Fang Wen's body, and continuously absorbed the violent and huge cosmic rays from the outside world to supplement his needs. The invisible rays immediately wrapped around Fang Wen's battleship and tumbled, and all the ray energy within a radius of tens of thousands of kilometers rushed towards this place frantically.

The pure black divine qi continued to expand and compress, and after thirty-six times, it suddenly condensed into a small crystal ball as small as a grain of wheat, and a slender black divine qi in it was shining. Immediately after that, the endless rays could continue to blast into the crystal ball, and the crystal ball continued to expand, and soon it grew to the size of a crystal ball that had been transformed by several Soul Divine Powers and other Fang Wen who had mastered for a long time. An invisible energy fluctuation surged all over Fang Wen's body, and all the cosmic rays from the outside world were absorbed and transformed by that fluctuation, turning into a strange energy that injected into Fang Wen's body.

"!" Fang Wen couldn't help but be stunned for a while, among the thirty-six divine powers, there was actually one that specifically corresponded to cosmic ray energy! Who is the person who created these 36 gods? Through his own cultivation experience, Fang Wen clearly knew that if he didn't have a particularly sensitive perception of a certain energy or was immersed in this energy for a long time, it would be impossible to comprehend the corresponding divine power! Who was so strong that he was the first to comprehend this divine weapon corresponding to cosmic rays?

"Where did he get this thing back then?" Taking a long breath of cool air, Fang Wen, who had been able to avoid a killing disaster, didn't care about these trivial issues, and hurriedly manipulated the spaceship to fly over this terrifying pillar of fire and rushed into the small void wrapped by the four suns.

It is worthy of a battleship made of pure amethyst metal, which has undergone the test of tens of thousands of degrees of high temperature, and the overall battleship is probably still intact, and it still retains its normal flight function. Fang Wen ordered the special computer to self-check the battleship, and found that all the functional modules were still in normal working condition, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He is not a bright cliff, he is not strong enough to use ** to survive the vast void.

"Damn Mingya, you made it clear that this is the safest route! Grandma's, that's the safest. "Touching his smooth scalp, Fang Wen, who felt sorry for his 'hair', cursed Mingya the most angrily.

Cursing in anger for a while, Fang Wen opened the armor plate in front of the battleship and looked at the void in front of him through the half-meter-thick porthole.

At this glance, Fang Wen's body suddenly stiffened there.

There, obviously, there is a wormhole, a wormhole for people to jump.

But around the wormhole, there is a three-dimensional ...... with a diameter of about 3,000 kilometers. How should it be said? Buildings? Or, satellite belts?

Stone slabs with a height of 100 meters, a width of 10 meters, and a thickness of 2 meters were suspended there, and the number of stone slabs of 100,000 was like a guard guarding the territory of the gods, quietly suspended there, forming a concentric ball system with 33 layers inside and outside.

A very pure arc of electricity flowed on these stone slabs, constantly slashing from this stone slab to the adjacent stone slabs, and the arcs that were dozens of miles long illuminated this piece of void brightly.

"Manpower? Tiancheng? Immortal? Monster? Alien? damn！ Fang Wen looked at this incredibly huge system blankly, an inexplicable shock made him want to kneel on the ground and worship.

Fortunately, he was never a good person with much awe. He took a long breath and said lightly: "It doesn't matter if you are a fairy monster or an et, in short, it seems that it has not been used here for a long, long time." At least, no one has been here since Mingya. And no matter where you go, you don't want to come back. Or, you're already dead over there. ”

"So, if there's a need...... You ...... here."

Lowering his head, Fang Wen pondered for two days and two nights, then he suddenly started the engine of the battleship and drove the battleship headlong into that huge formation, burrowing into the dark wormhole.

Countless electric flashes illuminated the void, and the huge spherical formation spun violently, and then, Fang Wen's battleship disappeared.

The slates were calm again.

They float silently in the void, as if they were a weathered piece of history in themselves.