This night.

The earth was in an uproar.

The fall of the island nation.

Dozens of countries in Asia have also suffered huge losses.

Nie Zishan was accepted into her own small world by Ling Fengyu.

When he returned to Ling's house in Jiangnan in Huaxia, it was already more than three o'clock in the morning.

He found that Ling Yaqi and the others were asleep, so he didn't bother.

A new day is about to be the baptism of Ling Yaqi's life.

There will be a lot of things for Ling Yaqi to bear alone.

It's time for Ling Yaqi to rest for a while.

On the eaves of the tallest building in the precincts.

Ling Fengyu held a wine jug in his hand and took a sip.

He didn't care that the wine spilled his collar, looked at the bright moon in the sky that exuded pure light, and said softly:

"You say, 'What I'm doing right or wrong?' ”

Bai Qingwu and Chang Luoyi were half-kneeling not far in front of him.

Hearing this, the two didn't know how to reply.

Seeing that the two were silent, Ling Fengyu sneered:

"Yes, rightly or wrongly.

In this life, I can't go back. ”

On Earth, he cultivated himself to step into a time when he didn't need sleep to replenish his strength.

I never closed my eyes.

In addition to practicing or practicing.

This time, it was only half a month, and it was almost half of what was expected.

It really made him feel happy.

But what worries him is.

Jun Mengyao didn't find it, but only found some information that Jun Mengyao might have traveled through time and space and returned to the past.

With his current strength, it was easy to dominate the Ancient Desolation.

But if you want to compete for creation with those old antiques who have stepped into the pinnacle of cultivation in the road to heaven.

It's the same as Shang Peony, who was born as a divine servant of the Protoss, said that it was too difficult.

It's not just a matter of strength.

What's more, his state of mind is not extraordinary.

What is Breaking the Mortal?

The mind is not in the world.

There is no concern for the world.

Call it Breaking the Mortal.

Breaking the Fan represents the cultivator's single-minded pursuit of the powerful realm.

Concern for the world is not so important.

"You're keeping watch over here! I'll go out for a walk. ”

Ling Fengyu flew down from the eaves before he commanded the two of them.

He seems to be in the world, but he is not.

He is very purposeful and only does what he wants to do.

Never went to relax myself.

What accumulates in his heart is always some depression, which makes his heart even more cold-blooded.

Cold-bloodedness can't be said badly, nor can it be right.

Just because, the stronger the cultivation, the more often rely on the higher artistic conception to break through.

Bai Qingwu and Chang Luoyi watched Ling Fengyu leave.

It's been a long time.

Chang Luoyi spoke: "Sect Master, what's wrong, don't we really need to follow?"

Bai Qingwu's eyes flashed with a glint and chuckled:

"No, you don't!

The sect leader may want to be alone and quiet, and we can protect the sect leader's relatives well. ”

.....

At three o'clock in the morning, Jinling is still lively.

Plus a few hours ago, there was an anomaly.

Basically, no one gets a good night's sleep.

This night is destined for many people to lose sleep.

When people see what is happening in the international through the internet.

All shocked.

The island nation is destroyed!

And no one survived.

This is enough information to shake the world, so that countless people want to sleep without the heart, crazy water on the Internet.

Jinling, Xuanwu District.

Broken glass can be seen everywhere on the streets.

The fire department of the Yutian Association rushed to the scene as soon as possible to clean up the obstacles on the ground, so as not to affect people's travel.

In Qihoo Food Street, a young man dressed in white walked into a barbecue restaurant called 'Continental'.

The owner of the barbecue restaurant is a middle-aged fat man who dies in a fat house.

He has two-dimensional half-long hair, tied in the style of a typical protagonist in a certain national comic.

There were quite a lot of customers in the store, and there were only two or three empty seats left for a single table.

The boss saw that the young man in white was dressed extraordinarily, and immediately greeted him and said:

"Little brother, what do you want to eat?

I don't have anything else in the mainland barbecue restaurant.

However, there are a wide range of types of barbecue, and the package will satisfy you. ”

The young man was Ling Fengyu who came out for a stroll.

He was walking down the street and smelled the barbecue here, so he wanted to come in and have a look.

Hearing the fat boss say this, he also nodded and said:

"Let's have ten portions of everything! I'll pack them if I can't finish eating!"

In fact, there was no food he could eat.

With one bite, he can swallow a large mountain.

Again, without any mana.

Running mana, let alone a mountain, even a land as large as Huaxia can be devoured completely.

Cultivators who condense small worlds are even more terrifying.

For example, the planet where there are living beings can be devoured as food.

It's just that devouring such a planet that is almost equivalent to a small world must condense itself in a small world than devouring it.

The fat boss was shocked when he heard this.

However, he didn't say much, and directly instructed a man in the back kitchen to prepare the menu that Ling Fengyu needed.

After that, the fat boss came over in person and said very politely: "Dear guest, because you ordered a bit more food."

So, we have prepared a small private room for you.

Please also move. ”

The fat boss's politeness in lowering his posture made the ordinary diners in the hall of the store very unhappy.

The people who can eat here are not ordinary people, they are all martial artists.

People with low cultivation may not dare to have any objections.

But in front of Ling Fengyu, there was a large round table in the center.

There was a group of young men and women seated.

They were dressed in the costumes of Jiangnan Academy, and each of them was extremely arrogant.

At this time, one of the flat-headed young men stood up, glared at the fat boss with an angry face, and said angrily:

"Dead Fat House, when we came, we asked you if there was a private room.

How?

Now that this kid is here, there is it?

Are you deceiving me that Huangpu Jiang is not qualified to enter the private room?"

Belch!

The fat boss frowned.

He really didn't think so.

I didn't mean to look down on this group of Jinling Martial Arts Academy students.

It's just that the private rooms were full before these students came.

Naturally, he didn't want to let the people in the private room come out.

And when Ling Fengyu entered the store, there was a private room vacant.

In addition, Ling Fengyu ordered too many dishes, and a single table could not be placed at all.

That's why he let Ling Fengyu go to the private room.

Unexpectedly, at this time, someone found fault.

"Good boy, you dare to scold me for being a fat house, don't you think that if I open a barbecue restaurant, my martial arts cultivation is not as good as you. ”

The fat boss snorted coldly, and he walked towards the young man named Huang Pujiang.

But he suddenly found a white shadow floating in front of him in an instant.

"Friend, don't worry about this matter, I opened this store, and I will naturally bear it to the end. ”

The fat boss saw that it was Ling Fengyu, although he felt a little strange why Ling Fengyu was able to float in front of him like a ghost in an instant.

However, out of the true heart of a businessman, he hurriedly persuaded him.

"No need!" Ling Fengyu shook his head slightly, and with a wave of his right hand, the domineering mana lifted the Huangpu River in the air.

"Bang Long!"

After a breath passed, the deafening explosion of bone marrow burst echoed in the barbecue restaurant.

The other people at the round table, the moment Ling Fengyu walked over, they also turned into a pile of blood mist one after another.

When the fat boss heard this scene, his little heart almost shattered, and he still knew Huangpu River.

The son-in-law from a medium-sized family in Jinling often messes with flowers and grass outside.

The fat boss was afraid that Ling Fengyu would be angry, so he said extremely respectfully: "My lord, I'll go and prepare a meal for your old man urgently." ”

There is a special waiter who takes Ling Fengyu into the cleaned private room.

However, the moment he almost stepped into the private room, a grumbling voice sounded behind him:

"But His Royal Highness the Prince?"