Chapter 175: Quiet

An era has ended almost quietly, and even the closing words are so hurried, and a new era, in a battle blessed with luck, has been turned the title page.

After the title page, there are thousands of pages, written by young people in the prosperous era, swaying pen and ink, burning themselves.

Small stars will rise one by one, forming an era of bright stars, but when the darkness covers the earth and covers the sky, it is still unknown whether those stars can disperse the black fog and return all living beings to a clear world.

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After Han Wei and Ye Feixing finished the final blow, they returned to the ground and walked slowly along the river, aimlessly and a little disheartened.

There is still room for some things to be done without being personally confirmed, or it is possible to deceive oneself.

But after fighting with Ye Feixing, although he didn't distinguish between the superior and the inferior, he failed to distinguish the superior, which was enough to prove too much.

Once he fights with all his might, Han Wei may win, but it is also possible that he will lose!

The dirt road, which is not long, is lined with beautiful trees and flowers, and even in winter, it blooms in full bloom, as if fighting against the cold winter, fate, and the world.

However, Han Wei, who was in the golden years of integrity, was filled with a sense of decadence, and he was distracted, without the slightest demeanor of the gods of the past.

At the corner of the dirt road, there is a new dirt road, although Han Wei is a little distracted at the moment, but as a half-step strong man, a cultivator genius who is one in a million, he has a terrifying spiritual sense, even if he is not deliberate, his innate sensitivity and perception are enough to vaguely detect a radius of several miles, but Han Wei only found that there was a small bridge in front of him after walking around the corner of the dirt road, and there was a person with his back to him.

It was like waiting for him.

Unfathomable, this is Han Wei's first feeling.

Han Wei immediately reached out his divine sense and sensed the person, but it was like being on the edge of the vast sea, as far as the eye could see, and the sea was silent, black as an abyss, which made people feel terrifying.

Han Wei withdrew his divine sense, his expression was solemn, that person had no malicious intent, otherwise Han Wei would have been imprisoned just now and would have fallen into that abyss-like sea.

At this moment, Han Wei carefully observed the person, with his back to him, his body was on the fat side, not tall, and compared with Han Wei, who was a few points taller than Ye Feixing, there was a world of difference in height.

The man turned around, it was Cai Yihe.

Han Wei looked at Cai Yi and was silent, the whole new world can recognize Cai Yihe, no more than one hand, even if it is Ye Feixing, who got a few points of guidance from Cai Yihe, he still doesn't know his identity, only knows that Cai Yihe's identity is scary, enough to make him almost "misbehaving" in the imperial city, at this time, Han Wei, who has never met Cai Yihe, has no understanding of the person in front of him who is fat and looks useless, but is so terrifying that he may have no backhand.

Cai Yihe looked at Han Wei and smiled slightly, it was not very captivating, but it resolved Han Wei's defensive vigilance, because the fat man in front of him wanted to hurt him, it was too simple, and there was no way to resist at all.

It's like a mortal facing the sea, a random tsunami can make that mortal have no escape, only a dead end.

Although the defense on his body was put down, the defense in Han Wei's heart still held on.

Cai Yi didn't care, pointed to the small bridge beside him, and said to Han Wei: "I'll give you a bridge to the sky, do you dare to go?"

"What do you mean, senior?" Han Wei said.

"Huh. Cai Yi smiled, although it was just a smile and did not have any deep meaning, but it was full of ridicule and contempt in Han Wei's heart.

"I know that you don't dare, you don't dare to pick up the pie that fell from the sky. Cai Yi followed Ye Feixing's suggestion and carried out the agitation method on Han Wei.

This sentence was heard in Han Wei's ears and entered his heart, like a needle pricking, and it was piercing. Han Wei clenched his fists and made a sound of fractures, and Cai Yi naturally saw it in his heart and sighed in his heart.

People are on the wrong path because of misfortune, and some people are willing to lead them to the right path, and if they insist on going their own way for the sake of misfortune, they are seeking their own death.

Cai Yi also hoped that Han Wei would stop at the second step.

In the end, Han Wei followed Cai Yi and walked onto the bridge, and the other end of the bridge was the end of a long journey.

It is better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles, the truth is on the road, on the bridge, if you can pick it up, you can naturally overwhelm the demons, and you will be more aware of things and actions.

Cai Yihe and Han Wei left the Tianwu Imperial City, there was no set route, the road was in front of them, and there would naturally be the next part of the road when they walked over.

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On the other side, Wen Cong, whose hands were bloodied, returned to Yating with difficulty with the scars, and he didn't go far in the first place, so he went back quickly.

After the battle between Ye Feixing and Han Wei to start the prosperous world order came to an end, Wen Cong sat quietly beside the sleeping Jieji with his hands wrapped around the white cloth belt, and his whole body exuded four-color brilliance, and there was a layer of flame light in addition to the four-color brilliance, which was the source power fluctuation of Phoenix Nirvana.

The undefeated is out of the customs, the realm is climbing, and the strength is improving, if the current undefeated is against the Jieji, there is no way to fight with the undefeated like the college admissions competition.

Chen Bufan came back, and after giving the precious pills from the family to Jiechen, he personally went to boil some decoctions.

During this time, it snowed for a long time in the Imperial City, and it was the last snow of the year and this winter.

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A few days later, this year's college admissions competition came to a successful conclusion, and the final showdown was between the Qilin of the Feng family and a young man in white called Little Sword Immortal.

That battle was extremely exciting, the wind qilin used the qilin magic to show terrifying combat power, rivaling Bai Yu's peerless swordsmanship, the latter chess was one move, Bai Yu's white clothes were stained with blood, and he was defeated.

Feng Qilin won the first place and won the first place in this year's college admissions competition.

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A year has passed and a new year has come, the young man is lost, lonely, the old man goes, the new man comes, the person is not those people, but fortunately, the years are quiet.

Jie Scar had some dreams, nightmares, dreams of longing, and some chaotic and misty dreams, in the endless void, fluttering, like a white cloth, aimless, almost eternal.

It felt so real, it was like a real experience.

Jie Jian woke up and saw Wen Cong and Zhan Undefeated arguing beside him. Wen Cong's hands were wrapped in white cloth as if they were two white zongzi, Jie Jian guessed that he was undefeated to help him wrap it, and now he was holding a bowl of porridge and feeding Wen Cong, because of a little thing, the two of them would quarrel, which could be regarded as adding some life to the lifeless room.

In the afternoon, the long light snow did not stop, it was not big, it kept falling, and the warm sunlight shone down through the snow, and the four people in the elegant court sat by the lake in the courtyard that had frozen, lazily basking in the sun, the years were quiet, but so.

It's just that the prosperous era has come, and it is not an exaggeration to call the next years a song of ice and fire, which is destined to be extremely tragic, but it will also be an extremely glorious time period, and this era will be nourished by the luck that has been exhausted for tens of thousands of years, and it will be a bright era of a hundred flowers blooming.

It is a magnificent "landscape" that has never been seen in this world.

Suddenly, Jie Scar felt a little heartache, the golden-veined leaves were condensed through the soul refining method of the Soul Refining Sect, but now they were completely wiped out in Han Wei's thoughts, which made Jie Scar really unwilling and sad in his heart.

The golden-veined leaves were worn out, and Jieji's mental state during this time was not very good, and he was often in a state of loss of mind or distraction, and at this time, basking in the mild sun, Jiechen slowly fell asleep.

The undefeated man next to him found that he thought that Jieji had lost his breath, so he hurriedly probed Jieji's breath.

"Okay, Jiechen is just in a bad mental state, and it will be better if you rest more, but the soul injury is very fatal, and the slightest carelessness will affect your own avenue, I can only cook some decoction to cultivate the spirit and nourish the soul, so that Jiechen's soul can be nourished, but it is difficult to get completely better. I've explored the damage to the soul of the scar, the soul is broken, and the heart is even more sad, the heart is not good, no matter how powerful the magic medicine is, there is no way to repair the soul wound of the scar. Chen Bufan said.

Undefeated and Wen Cong were speechless, they couldn't figure it out, not to mention that Jiechen couldn't solve it himself, external forces were useless, Jiechen could only rely on himself, and they couldn't help.

It's just a scarred teenager, and the scars on his body in the future are destined to be more and more, both on his body and on his heart.