Nibreda Island, within the courtyard.

Fang Cheng hugged Lin Nuannuan, and his heart flowed with Hexi and warmth: "Nuan Nuan." ”

"Hmph. ”

Lin Nuannuan snorted, still very unhappy.

Fang Cheng laughed twice and comforted him again and again, but when his mouth was clumsy, the effect was very small.

Sweet words or something, it's easy to say.

But it is too difficult for Fang Cheng, who is constantly cultivating and reaching the end of existence, and sometimes it is not a lack of emotional intelligence, but a matter of heart.

At this moment.

The straightforward and resolute iron-blooded son has also turned into a finger twister.

"Then tell me, how long will you stay at home this time?" Lin Nuannuan squinted at Fang Cheng, hugged her arms to her chest, and twisted her delicate face to the side.

"Ahem. ”

Fang Cheng coughed, smiled, and hurriedly diverted the topic.

It's hard to imagine.

An immortal realm lifeform that surpassed five steps of immortality and was unprecedented would actually laugh at a mortal stage creature and say for mercy.

People, the reason why they are human, probably so.

——

Linjiang City, Huaguo.

Dark-skinned Damon, with an equally dark-skinned youth, walking on the street. It was Fang Cheng's fellow warrior warriors, Damon, and his son.

Dimon looked at the bustling streets and sighed softly: "Sid, take a look." Lao Fang's hometown is so prosperous that it can be called the first city in the world. ”

Sid laughed and said, "Dad, your Chinese is becoming more and more fluent." ”

Dimon was stunned, then shook his head and smiled: "After staying in China for so many years, if I am not proficient in Chinese, I will not have the face to see Lao Fang." ”

Sid's eyes moved, he looked ahead, and said curiously: "Dad, how many years have you settled in China? ”

"It's been almost forty years. Dimon sighed.

The sound is heavy.

His eyes flashed with remembrance.

But Dimon said nothing about his pre-settlement experience.

Sid pursed his lips and continued to walk forward. He didn't understand why his father, Damon, always didn't give a positive answer every time he mentioned his experience before settling in China.

Sid scratched his head: "Mom is the same." ”

Dimon smiled bitterly, every time he thought of the painful memories before settling down, his heart was still cramping, that trip to South Korea-

Their first child, closed his eyes forever.

"And, if it's not the old side. Today, there will be no Damon for me. He lifted his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and looked at East Lake Park in front of him.

Walking the streets, my thoughts are chaotic, and I reminisce about the past.

Dimon smiled abruptly: "Alas. ”

In the dead of night, Dimon recalls the situation alone, and gradually realizes -

In fact, there were many ways to solve the problem at that time, such as turning to the Warrior Association.

It's a pity.

The fighting day and night and desperately bloody fight on Nibreda Island also made the thinking and emotions of the war warriors become more simple and direct, and it is difficult to make it flexible.

Even later, Fang Cheng summoned the war martial artists and crossed the East China Sea.

When injustice breeds, when justice does not exist, they do not know who to believe.

They fought so hard, but they were treated like this, and the only thing they absolutely believed in was their own force.

"It's ridiculous and it's pathetic. Dimon took a deep breath and looked up at the cloudless sky: "Fortunately, everything is over. ”

"With his son Sid, he has also been promoted to extraordinary, and he has no regrets in his life. ”

Dimon walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

After being promoted to transcendental, the body is semi-energized, and with some martial arts secret techniques, it is very easy to regrow the mutilated body.

"Old Fang. ”

"The life-saving kindness on the battlefield, the righteous help many years ago, thank you. Dimon said silently in his heart.

At this very moment-

"Ahh

Countless frightened screams resounded through the streets.

At the top of the building, there is a figure, from the upper floor of the building at an altitude of more than 900 meters, plunged down and fell rapidly.

Damon's gaze moved, his body tensed violently, and his star power burst out.

Bang!

Damon's footsteps stepped on the air, stepping on a piercing sonic boom, and the blue star power flowed up, turning into wisps of silk thread, blocking the downward trend of the figure.

The star power glowing with blue light completely caught the falling figure.

"What's going on?"

Daemon was a little puzzled, and the star power supported his body, levitating upward.

"Thank you, thank you!" The figure was a male white-collar worker, who was sore and weak, but he thanked him repeatedly.

Dimon asked, stunned.

The reason for this.

It is because of the high-rise glass of the building, which is extremely difficult to push open, and the male white-collar worker temper comes up, regardless of it, when he pushes the window, he throws himself off.

"You'll have to be careful in the future. Damon shook his head and smiled, and gently fell to the ground, holding the male white-collar worker.

The male white-collar worker was so frightened that he could barely speak: "Yes, yes, thank you." ”

Many pedestrians couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Soar!

It's a transcendent warrior!

Even if the earth is now in the era of martial arts, there are not many transcendent martial artists, and it is estimated that there are only hundreds of extraordinary martial artists!

"It's Damon!"

"Transcendent Damon!"

Many pedestrians' eyes lit up, and they hurriedly took out their mobile phones to take pictures: "It is said that the transcendent Dimon is a comrade-in-arms of Fang Xianxian!"

"That's right! Transcendent Damon did fight side by side with Fang Pioneer, I have seen it in "Dimon's Memoirs"!"

Many onlookers whispered to each other.

In the era of martial artists, the most admired people are not the rich, high-ranking officials, and successful people, but the powerful warriors!

Warriors represent everything!

The birth of every transcendent warrior is hot news. The news of Damon's promotion to the extraordinary has long been permeated the Internet.

"Look, the surface of the transcendent Damon's body is actually shining!" a young man, his eyes shining, his lips trembling with excitement.

The magic of martial arts, overriding technology!

The strength of the warrior breaks the reality!

Suddenly.

"Tut, Fang Xianxian's comrade-in-arms! Hey, I remember that before him, he seemed to be a rare martial artist with a broken arm!" the young man exclaimed.

"Could it be—"

"Transcendent martial artist, can repair the mutilated body?"

All of a sudden, there was a wave of heated discussions, and the scene became a bit sensational.

At the same time, a middle-aged man in a peaked hat stood on the corner of the street, pressing the brim of his hat, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He—

He is a low-level life form and genetic, Hua Xida, and he is also a hopeful leader who was once known as the strongest person on the earth.

"The era of genes has really passed. Hua Xida muttered in a low voice, and her voice was slightly resentful: "But, but!"

"Energy gathers and shines outward, and we genetics can also do it!"

Once upon a time, he was also in the limelight!

Recalling the beginning, he was hot and respected!

Huahida clenched his fists: "Why! A Dimon who is not as good as me can be so admired and praised?"

"I, I'm not reconciled!"

Notice.

In terms of level, he is equivalent to an extraordinary second-level martial artist. And Damon, who was smiling in front of him and constantly laughing and taking photos with the crowd around him, was only one level extraordinary!

"Damn!"

"Hateful!"

Huaxida's heart seemed to have a whistling hurricane, blowing his calm mood into a mess and chaos!

All of a sudden.

Huaxida was stunned.

He suddenly thought to himself, if this happened in front of his eyes five years ago, would he help him?

Even if you help, will you be so happy to talk and take photos with some ordinary civilians?

"Will it?" he asked himself, with difficulty.

After asking himself, the answer he came up with made his heart feel like a huge mountain pressing down, and he couldn't breathe.

He won't.

Because in the hearts of all genetics, they all boast of being noble.

The gene is like the spring and snow high above, detached from the world. And the warrior is an amiable lower riba person.

"Huh. Hua Xida took a deep breath: "In the era of martial arts, martial artists flourished, both because of Fang Cheng's birth——"

It is also the inevitability of the times. ”[.]