"Hmm!"

Lu Chenlei couldn't move, and looked at the excited Southern Dance Holy Emperor Old God who was there and responded.

The Nanwu Dynasty doesn't matter whether he works for himself or not, what he likes is Nan Rumeng.

The Decepticon Phoenix Body, a powerful mutated physique that is difficult to find through the ages, and a strong bloodline like the Decepticon Phoenix Blood is what he likes.

What he lacks is this kind of right-hand man who can take charge of himself and patrol the Nine Realms and Ten Thousand Realms, and even the Nine Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms.

Nan Rumeng has this kind of qualification, with a strong physique, bloodline, and Lu Chen's training, his achievements in the future are limitless, and he will definitely stand at the top of all sentient beings.

After that, the Southern Dance Holy Emperor became respectful to Lu Chen, and led Lu Chen and his party across the domain gate to enter the capital of the Southern Dance Dynasty, the Southern Divine City!

Nanshen City, located in the east of the Nanwu Dynasty, the entire giant city was inherited from thousands of years ago and is extremely ancient.

The huge red city wall is a hundred feet high, and the breath of ancient vicissitudes is strong, pure, and long-lasting.

The battle marks on the walls of such an ancient city are dense and dense, and they are completely left by slashing and axes, and the former Nanshen City has definitely experienced a terrifying battle, and there is definitely more than one.

With so many terrifying battle marks, if they were placed in other cities, the horror would have been destroyed long ago.

And every scar of war reveals the breath of time, which is eternal.

The entire ancient city is built with unknown red divine stones, each divine stone fits each other, the threads are seamed, and the upper lines are attached, which is usually not visible, once it encounters a crisis, these runes will burst out with terrifying defensive power.

"Red Immortal Stone, Ba Feng Array!"

Looking up at this ancient city, Lu Chen muttered to himself.

Nanshen City, from the hands of Wang Shen Nan Batian and the system master, this is the crystallization of the hard work of the two of them.

The Red Immortal Stone is the fragment of the Great Sun left by the King God Nan Batian when he collected a round of era changes, and it took five thousand years to train it with supreme divine power, and in order to refine and forge it, Nan Batian personally asked the system master for a set of special secret methods, which was successful.

Without the secret method given by the master of the system, even if Nan Batian had the combat power of the emperor, it would be impossible to refine the Red Immortal Stone.

Under the Red Immortal Stone, the entire ancient city is like a round of obscure scorching sun, once launched, the power is absolutely immeasurable.

None of the products of the epoch change are simple, even an ordinary stone of that period may have incredible power under the epoch change, not to mention the power that itself contains the power to burn everything in the world.

On the day when the ancient city was built, the owner of the system thanked Wang Shennan Batian for his exploits, and personally engraved the ancient array with both attack and defense for his ancient city, the Bafeng Array.

This set of formations gathers thousands of small formations into one, each piece of red immortal stone is an independent magic array, and thousands of red immortal stones form a large array.

The entire large array is integrated in attack and defense, even if the emperor is there in person, he will not want to break through this ancient city in a short time.

When Lu Chen stepped into Nanshen City again, the memories of eternity appeared in his mind, and scenes from the past seemed to appear in front of him.

Time is rising, the red face is withering, and everything is buried in the long river of history.

Even if the king god is powerful and surpasses the ordinary emperor, he still can't live forever, immortal or immortal.

Looking at the Southern God City, which was full of battle scars, Lu Chen's eyes seemed to have appeared in front of him that beautiful figure that was the crown of the Nine Realms, left behind and independent, and overwhelming the crowd.

All kinds of pictures of the year emerged one by one, which made Lu Chen's heart infinitely emotional and lost.

"Master, I'm tired, tired!" a beautiful figure appeared, and a voice like a silver bell seemed to ring in his ears.

"When you're tired, rest!"

"Master, I don't want to pursue eternal life anymore!"

"Idiot, why?"

"What's so good about eternal life, it's better to go with the flow like this!"

"What eternal life is, I don't know what it is, and I don't want to know, I just want to do what I have to do!"

"They are all dead, we are the only ones who live, we should be happy, but we can't be happy!"

"The world is lonely, and this road is full of loneliness!"

"So I don't want it, I'm tired, I'm going to build a small city here and live in seclusion here!"

"So I want it!"

The scene of that year lingered in Lu Chen's mind, looking at the ancient city in front of him, Lu Chen had a lot of thoughts.

"Nan'er, I've come to see you for the teacher!" As soon as everyone entered the ancient city, Lu Chen walked out of the carriage without saying a word.

Behind him, Ming still held Lu Xue and followed closely behind, feeling that Lu Chen's state was a little strange, Ming still waved his hand to prevent the Southern Dance Holy Emperor and others from following, leaving Nan Rumeng alone.

Lu Chen seemed to have lost consciousness, and his whole person became very hollow, walking around the city.

Stepping through the ancient street, passing through the ancient road, sometimes looking at an ancient street in a daze, sometimes stopping in an ancient pavilion, sometimes sitting by the lake, sometimes appearing in the teahouse, sometimes appearing in the shade of the ancient trees in the city.

These places are the footprints of him and Nan Batian walking and playing back then, and walking through the places he once walked again, but only he is left, and she has passed away.

Ming still and Nan Rumeng have been following him, silent, even Lu Xue, who is still ignorant and babbling, is very quiet, staring at Lu Chen with big black eyes, blinking and blinking, and acting very well-behaved.

"The deceased is gone, and the road still has to go on!" I don't know when, Xiao Ling'er flew out of the heart of the Ten Thousand Dao Gods, sat on Lu Chen's shoulder, and was in a daze with him.

"The previous path is wrong, the previous system masters are just repeating the past, and if they go on, they can only be no different from them!"

"Do you want to give up?" said Xiao Ling'er with a rare positive color.

"Give up?" Lu Chen shook his head, "It's impossible!"

"Who but me can break it all!"

Xiao Ling'er was silent, and Lu Chen didn't speak, just sat there like this, looking into the distance.

"She is the best of all the apprentices in the world, she can be ranked in the top five, but in the end she gives up!"

"Everyone's choice is different, I can understand her, and all system masters of Wanshi can understand her!"

Lu Chen was in a daze for a while, stood up, and walked into the distance again.

This time he went to a remote place in the city, passing through the ancient streets, the noisy street market, walking through the ancient alleys, and a dilapidated old house appeared in front of him.

This old house looks very dilapidated from a distance, half of the courtyard walls have collapsed, and it is covered with ancient vines, and the courtyard is overgrown with weeds and dilapidated.

Standing in front of this dilapidated and collapsed ancient house, Lu Chen sighed.

Gently stepped forward and pushed open the courtyard door of the ancient house, and with a "bang", at the moment when Lu Chen pushed, the rotten wooden door of the ancient house turned into a pile of sawdust and disappeared with the wind.

Lu Chen was stunned, then shook his head and walked into the hospital.

Head-tall weeds covered the small courtyard, and through these weeds, the hut in the distance looked like an old man standing in his last years, lifeless.