"I don't want to! But I'm still going to fight. Xia Dongyang didn't think about it, and blurted out.

"Why? Sounds paradoxical. Gu Duanchuan was originally frowning because of Xia Dongyang's "unwillingness", but when he heard the latter words, doubts replaced disappointment.

But the brow furrowed even deeper.

"You don't understand, there are a lot of things in this world that you can't help yourself, so others who don't understand will look very contradictory." Xia Dongyang casually talked about some big truths, and regarded them as answers.

"Ah, what a tsundere boy." Gu Duanchuan frowned and smiled. In the darkness of the night, there was an imperceptible nothingness in his body.

He snapped his fingers, and a pitch-black door appeared beside him. The door frame is in a quaint wooden style, and the word "sheng" is printed on the top of the door. A black film seals the door, like a layer of flowing water.

In the no-man's land, even some of the top powerhouses, the strongest can only flow the surging Ganzhi Jifa in the body in the form of qi near the body, and if they use the power of heaven and earth, they can only condense the gas into liquid at most.

The power of the liquid is already the limit of concentration and mass, and if it reaches the state of solidity, it is the realm of God. The gods turned the power of the Ganzhi discipline into solids, fabricated shapes, and created all things.

"The Great Eight Gates are day by day? Isn't this a tyrant's skill? Xia Dongyang asked in surprise. He began to doubt the true identity of Gu Duanchuan in front of him.

"To be precise, it's the Eight Gates of the Day-by-Day Gate. Taiji gives birth to two instruments, the two instruments are divided into four elephants, and the four elephants give birth to gossip, which is where the vitality of the eight trigrams lies. Gu Duanchuan said.

"Are you Bai Haori?" Xia Dongyang asked vigilantly.

"I'm still who I am. Don't think too much, this skill is difficult to master, the tyrant is one of the few masters, but it doesn't mean that the big eight doors are the tyrant's exclusive skills. This is an exclusive skill of the God of War! Gu Duanchuan replied.

"You want to tell me the story of you and the god of war?" Xia Dongyang asked. It sounds like the other side has some stories.

"No, no, no, I don't have a story with the God of War, he can only exist in legends for a long time, so his exclusive skills will be lost to the world. Now, there is only Bai Haori in the world who can fully control the Eight Gates, and only he can open the eight doors at the same time. And this life gate was reluctantly opened after gathering my time ability and Principal Sima Zhu's understanding of Qimen Dunjia...... Okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry inside, I'll be here waiting for you to come back. ”

"That's it? So easy to go back in time and go back in time? That's it? Xia Dongyang still couldn't believe it, he understood how much power the other party had used, although the sum of that power was quite a lot, it was far from worthy of the grade of the magic skill of going back in time.

"Truth be told, it's not really a step back in time, nor is it a door that takes you to the past. Qinglong stole a day's time, which led to a conflict in the timeline that split in two. Today's timeline on the 16th and the 15th in the parallel world take place at the same time. Gu Duanchuan patiently explained: "You need to go to a world parallel to the current timeline and fill up the lost time in this world, that's just what it means." ”

"Is the current Naihe Bridge School a timeline of 'I was not on yesterday's battlefield'?" Xia Dongyang asked.

"Not necessarily, maybe you go back, and the timeline remains the same." Gu Duanchuan said it meaningfully.

Xia Dongyang knew what he meant.

"If I can't change the tide of the battle, then even if I go back, the result will be the way I am now. If I don't go back, the sheep of the bridge school will definitely die, and if I go back, the sheep may die and live. ”

"You're really smart and know everything! However, to be precise, it is not possible to die or live, but there is a glimmer of life. You must understand that before God, you are a mortal. Gu Duanchuan said.

"Don't talk to me in the tone of an old man!"

"Huh?"

In the end, Xia Dongyang still softened his face and asked, "Then how should I not just appear as a mortal?" ”

"You can take this, it's the loot that our school got when they conquered the butterfly witches of the Far North. It was originally in the underworld, the supreme treasure of the underworld, but it was lost to the world for some reasons. You take it with you, I'm sure it will come in handy. ”

Xia Dongyang took the black bag handed over by Gu Duanchuan, which seemed to be something square, very heavy, and felt very cold.

"Won't you go in with me? The Lawgiver of Time, Gu Duanchuan! "I don't know what the other party delivered to Xia Dongyang is, in short, it should be something that can affect the battle situation.

Such an important thing is handed over to a guy who doesn't know the use and meaning of it to keep it, obviously, Gu Duanchuan has no intention of joining the battlefield.

"I need to keep this door energized." Gu Duanchuan smiled awkwardly.

"Oh."

Xia Dongyang didn't want to ask more, and thought about going to Shengmen. Gu Duanchuan followed the direction Xia Dongyang came from, took a step back, and looked like he was making way for Xia Dongyang, and by the way, he hid his body behind the door and in the dark.

"Don't dodge, you're dead." Xia Dongyang suddenly raised his head and looked into his eyes. In the dark night, the clown's eyes have some penetrating light.

"I still can't hide it from you, I deserve to be a student of the old headmaster. During the expedition to the Far North, something unexpected happened. I'm already dead, but because of my ability, the remnant soul was recalled by the school, so I stayed here all night. ”

Gu Duanchuan raised his foot, and only the outline of his calf below was left, and the color had been assimilated with the air.

"You've already figured it out, you're not a tyrant, and you can't use it if you don't prepare in advance every day." Xia Dongyang said: "All this is in your calculations, such as the fall of the Naihe Bridge School, and my appearance, as well as the things in my hands. ”

"Calculation or something, it's good to make a phone call for this kind of thing...... Okay, big man, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, really fooling around outside for too long, so there is some red dust sassy atmosphere? Gu Duanchuan was a little blamed.

"Don't lean to me like a parent!"

"Yes, I'm just a teacher, and you're no longer a student at Naiheqiao School. Forget it, you have to live well. Faced with Xia Dongyang's attitude, Gu Duanchuan could only smile awkwardly.

"You seem to know me very well, I have never told you my name and my identity, but you seem to know me very well, self-acquaintance?" Xia Dongyang asked.

He has a lot of questions today, and he has been talking to Gu Duanchuan for a long time, and he doesn't know where his interest comes from.

"You are one of the seven little ghosts of the god-killing class, a strong clown in no man's land, and a love saint in the women's field. It's normal to know you. You see you're still wearing a mask. Gu Duanchuan replied.

"Humph!"

Xia Dongyang took off his mask and said to Gu Duanchuan, "Thank you, Dad." "It's quiet, but it's loud enough for the other person to hear.

"You know all about it." Gu Duanchuan felt that the atmosphere was getting more and more awkward.

"I'm not a brother, don't treat me like a fool. Where did you end up dying? Xia Dongyang asked.

"I don't really want you to go to me, after all, it's not a good paradise for you, and the cold moon is there...... But you should go and see your brother, he and Princess Purple Kite are quite happy. Gu Duanchuan began to mess up his logic when he spoke.

"Where?" Xia Dongyang's face was gloomy, as if he had heard a name that he shouldn't have heard.