Chapter 151: The Beginning of a New Story

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Fang Wuwei paused and licked his dry lips. I didn't know how to tell Xiao Lian about the fact that the Savage Continent had dissipated. If he said it, wouldn't Xiao Lian be sad? If he said it, would Xiao Lian not be able to accept it?

Countless worries, like constant sorrows, were entangled in Fang Wuwei's heart.

Xiao Lian sat in the "bathtub", looking at Fang Wuwei's tangled appearance, as if he knew something, his expression suddenly darkened, and he moved his lips and whispered:

"Master...... Did something happen to them? ”

Hearing Xiao Lian's lonely words, Fang Wuwei was stunned, and then his heart fluttered. Xiao Lian's expression was as if he had discovered the facts, which made people feel distressed.

"Xiao Lian...... They may be gone...... However, they may also have gone to the Great Thousand True Realm. ”

Fang Wuwei gritted his teeth, and still retold some of the things that the young man "Xiao Lian" told him, and told Xiao Lian. Although Shangguan Rou doesn't know whether they are dead or alive, if there is a glimmer of hope, Xiao Lian may not be so painful.

Xiao Lian opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but finally closed his mouth. His face was a little pale, and his worried expression seemed to be pressing thousands of things in his heart.

Fang Wuwei was also a little unbearable in his heart when he saw Xiao Lian revealing this appearance, but he couldn't do anything, so he could only pat Xiao Lian's back, wanting to make Xiao Lian relax.

Xiao Lian lowered his head, his expression was gloomy, and he muttered:

"Master...... Did they come to the world of my dreams......"

Fang Wuwei turned his head slightly, unwilling to see Xiao Lian's lost expression again, and replied in a low voice:

"Maybe...... But Xiao Lian. The whole universe is so big, they must still be alive in a corner of the thousands of universes, and the teacher will work hard to help you find them. ”

Hearing Fang Wuwei's words, Xiao Lian's dim eyes suddenly lit up, but soon dimmed again, then shook his head and whispered:

"Thank you, Master, the apprentice will also try to find ......"

Fang Wuwei sighed helplessly and helped Xiao Lian, who was sitting in the "bathtub", up. pulled Xiao Lian out of the "bathtub" and said softly:

"Xiao Lian, I'll help you get something to eat first. The lost are lost, and those who meet will meet again, so take it easy. ”

After finishing speaking, Fang Wuwei straightened the portable stool that had fallen to the ground, and let the depressed Xiao Lian sit on the stool first.

Perhaps because of returning to Earth, the power was once again suppressed. At this time, Xiao Lian's hair had turned silvery-white. Although his skin is still like that of a baby. But there was a faint layer of sorrow on his face. The once vigorous and high-spirited appearance has disappeared. The current Xiao Lian is like a depressed white-haired middle-aged man, which makes people sympathetic.

Fang Wuwei patted Xiao Lian's shoulder helplessly, straightened up and walked towards the kitchen. Before walking into the kitchen, he quietly glanced back at Xiao Lian. Xiao Lian was still hunched and sat on the chair with his head down. The whole person seemed to be defeated, and he was discouraged.

"Alas......"

Fang Wuwei sighed again. Walked into the kitchen. The small refrigerator was opened. The refrigerator was empty, and only half a pack of noodles remained, sitting quietly on the shelf.

"I don't have anything to eat again. Looks like I'm going to buy it......"

Fang Wuwei muttered, took out the noodles, made a bowl of noodles casually, and then returned to the living room with the hot noodles.

Xiao Lian still sat dejected, staring at the floor in a daze with blank eyes.

"Xiao Lian, don't think too much. Let's eat it first. ”

Fang Wuwei bent down and held the plain noodles in front of Xiao Lian's lowered head.

Seeing that the noodles had been placed in front of him, Xiao Lian slowly raised his head and took the bowl of somen noodles with his hand. However, Xiao Lian didn't move his chopsticks, just looked at Su Mian with blank eyes, obviously falling into a sad state of mind again.

Fang Wuwei looked at Xiao Lian with a complicated expression, worry, and worry scurrying back and forth in his chest. Standing quietly for a while, Fang Wuwei reluctantly walked to Xiao Lian's side, helped another portable stool from the ground, then walked to the TV and picked up the remote control, and sat on the portable stool with the remote control in his hand.

The small portable stool made a "squeak" sound.

Fang Wuwei sat quietly beside Xiao Lian, didn't speak, just turned on the big black and white TV, and moved the channel at will.

The master and apprentice on the Savage Continent just sat in front of the TV without saying a word, as if they were engaged in a wordless exchange. Maybe there are only two people left who are really familiar with the small world at this moment, and maybe there are only two people left who can really enlighten Xiao Lian, and only Fang Wuwei is left.

Fang Wu was also very aware of this truth, so although he was physically and mentally exhausted when he just returned to Earth, he still sat next to Xiao Lian and accompanied Xiao Lian.

Just changed the channel, and was silent for a long time, Fang Wuwei suddenly stopped changing the channel and fixed it on a channel.

The black-and-white TV is playing the drama of tearing the devil apart, and the anti-Japanese drama has reached the last episode at this time, and the male protagonist is killing in the Japanese camp, which is extremely happy.

Fang Wuwei looked at the TV and suddenly said:

"Xiao Lian, weren't you looking at this before we left last time? Today he took his revenge. ”

Xiao Lian, who was holding the noodles, was stunned, and slowly raised his head to look at the black and white TV.

The plot in the anti-Japanese drama is still quite interesting, the pleasure of revenge is vividly displayed, although it is a little mentally retarded, but ordinary people will still be a little enthusiastic after watching it.

Soon Xiao Lian was also infected by the atmosphere, immersed in the TV series, and subconsciously shouted:

"Well killed!"

Fang Wuwei looked at the TV screen, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and then whispered:

"Xiao Lian, you see that man's relatives were all killed by the bad guys, but he gritted his teeth and pushed through. If he can't survive and feels sorry for himself every day, can he take revenge? ”

Although Xiao Lian was still a little worried, he had put more thoughts on the revenge of the man in the TV series, nodded and replied:

"If he can't get through, then he can't take revenge."

Fang Wuwei continued:

"When we were going to the wilderness before, didn't you say that you didn't finish watching his revenge? As a result, as you can imagine, after such a big circle. Can you still watch him take revenge? ”

Xiao Lian looked at the TV and was silent for a while, then replied:

"I can't think of it."

Fang Wuwei patted Xiao Lian's shoulder, looked at the side face under Xiao Lian's white hair, and said seriously:

"Xiao Lian, maybe soon, maybe for a long time. But Shangguan Rou and Mr. Yun, we will definitely see each other again. Now you just need to adjust your mindset and prepare for the future, you know? ”

Xiao Lian's hands holding the noodles clenched a little, and then turned his head. He slowly nodded towards Fang Wuwei. Although Xiao Lian's expression was still a little lonely, it was obviously better than before. Fang Wuwei believed that as long as Xiao Lian was no longer immersed in sadness, he would soon be able to cheer up.

Fang Wuwei patted Xiao Lian's back again, signaling Xiao Lian to relax, and then stood up and prepared to rest.

Xiao Lianmu sent Fang Wuwei upstairs, and his two eyes were slowly covered by a layer of fog. Then Xiao Lian wiped his eyes with his sleeve, looked at the black and white TV, and picked up the noodles. Sucked and ate it.

It's just that while he was eating, a teardrop slowly fell from his eyes, crossed his face, and landed on the plain noodles in the bowl.

Fang Wuwei walked on the stairs. At the corner that Xiao Lian couldn't see, he slowly stopped and muttered to himself:

"Xiao Lian, don't worry...... I'm not a hero though. But I'm not going to run away anymore. "...... [Split]......

Beverly Hills, USA.

A detached luxury mansion is built halfway up the mountain. That mansion is as beautiful and elegant as a museum. In the dense but uncluttered woods, there is an indescribable tranquility and beauty.

In the hall of the mansion, several richly dressed people are sitting on European-style sofas with goose down cushions talking and laughing.

They are waiting for a world-famous young master to go to the Las Vegas casino together. However, the eldest young master obviously got up very late, and it was already noon, but they hadn't even seen the eldest young master's face.

“Hey,majordomo! whereisAolin? (Hey, big butler!) Where is Orin? )

A blonde man in a yellow penny, probably unable to wait, suddenly asked an old man in Tang costume standing aside.

The old man in Tang costume stood up straight, and his brows furrowed slightly when he heard the blonde man's question. But soon, his expression returned to his usual expression, and he replied with great respect:

"Young Master Shangguan is still resting, please wait a while."

“Wat?! canuspkenglish?! (What?) Can't you speak English?! )

The blonde man leaned his hand on the back of the sofa, turned sideways, and looked at the old man in Tang costume with an unhappy expression.

The old man in Tang costume looked as usual, just standing straight on the edge of the living room, looking straight ahead, as if he didn't care about the blonde man at all.

A curly-haired teenager next to the blonde man smiled disdainfully, leaned into the blonde man's ear and whispered:

“Chinesemonkey,lol。” (Chinese monkey, laugh out loud.) )

The blonde man who was looking at the old man in Tang costume was unhappy, and he laughed out loud, turned around and said to the curly-haired young man in an extremely low voice:

“that’syaolincallallin,Lol。” (That's why Aolin is called Quanxia, laughing.) )

(Ps. Since it's a novel, I'll use textual English.) Allin is a casino where all chips are thrown down at once, and it is generally not a rational act. )

Hearing the two foreigners say this, the old man in Tang costume standing on the side, his chest kept rising and falling, obviously holding back a breath of anger, but he finally calmed down.

In a bedroom deep in the mansion, a handsome dark-haired man lay on a soft bed, swiping his phone full of diamonds, and muttered:

"I'm having strange dreams again...... It seems that it is not possible to meet without meeting......"

I saw that in his slender five fingers, a text was faintly revealed through the gap in the screen studded with diamonds:

"Fang Wuwei, male, 22 years old, address: No. 233, Longsheng Mansion, XX City, XX Province, Greater China."

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! (To be continued.) )