In the memories of my two lives, I have never seen you, never spoke, never eaten together, you are just two names......

Before finding the monument, he warned himself countless times in his heart that he should not cry, not cry, and not cry when the time came......

But why can't I control myself, I'm far more than eighteen-year-old Xia Chan.

A torrent was pressed against a floodgate, and it collapsed in an instant.

Damn, Xia Chan hated himself for being so weak, he was digging around all over his body, trying to find something, and a study book fell out.

As soon as the wind blew, I turned the pages of one, two, three, and countless pages, each with a few identical, blurred pencil words:

Mom, where are you.

It was the handwriting of seven-year-old Xia Chan.

He once thought he had lost this notebook, but on the night he came home from drinking with Lou's father, his grandmother secretly returned it to him.

From childhood to adulthood, everything about him has been seen and remembered by the Lou family.

Xia Chan knelt down and trembled for a long time, suddenly screamed, grabbed the notebook, rubbed it on the top of his head, and bang~ Countless scraps of paper exploded, flying in the wind, light confetti, as if countless white butterflies swept over the black obelisk, skimming the snow-covered wilderness.

After a long time, he got back to his feet.

He said in his heart: This is the last time I am weak.

Following the path in his memory, he retrieved the sleeping bag he had stayed in last night, and as soon as he packed it, the feeling of being watched as if nothing was becoming extremely strong, and he suddenly turned around: Who-

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just a little curious. A lazy voice came out from behind a barren hill.

This is a thin young man dressed in a desert camouflage hunting suit, with wild long hair and an awe-inspiring evil spirit, who looks to be a year or two older than Xia Chan.

Although this person is very young, Xia Chan still recognizes this face at a glance, he deserves to win the crown in this year's Silver Phoenix Cup, Sha Fei, the son of the miracle of the wasteland who grew up in the wolves.

Wait, in his autobiography he mentioned that he was adopted by his stepfather and grew up with wolves in the wasteland, so the wasteland windripping wolf that appeared inexplicably in Oak Town didn't come out of nowhere.

"You recruited those wolves in Oak Town?" Xia Chan asked, but his tone was affirmative.

"You seem to know me?" Sha Fei raised an eyebrow.

"You smell of wolves. Xia Chan's sentence is not false, the other party cannot understand that he is inferring conclusions based on facts.

Sha Fei smiled playfully and reached out to touch the hilt of the knife on his waist, "It turned out that you did it, I have eleven children dead, how can you compensate me?"

Xia Chan's eyes were cold, and the blade of the sword was already unsheathed, and he slowly pressed over.

Sha Fei's originally frivolous expression suddenly became solemn, he pursed his lips and screamed, and soon several wolf howls in the distance rose and fell, echoing him: "I hate fighting and killing the most, but I prefer to kill to stop killing!"

When he was still about seven meters away from Sha Fei, Xia Chan's feet sank, and the figure holding the sword suddenly turned into nothingness, and an elongated cold light had already slashed out in the blink of an eye.

There was a sharp explosion in the air, and the sound of the sword was terrifying.

Two soft groans that could grind sour teeth sounded in no particular order, and two lightning-like sword lights slashed out alternately, but the sword light that seemed to be at its peak moved unbelievably sideways by a foot at this time, turning into a horizontal slash, just avoiding the sword light that alternately slashed back and forth.

As the saying goes, an inch is an inch short and an inch is dangerous, and a scimitar is much shorter than a long sword, but it is much more flexible in close quarters, not to mention a double knife.

Sha Fei took a step back and skimmed the sword flower to block the way of the sword light, and at the same time, one half turned around, and the other knife had already stuck to the sword and inserted it back.

At this time, the sword light was a light telescopic jump, and the two insidious sword lights that were short of high and low flashed one after another, and suddenly accelerated and stabbed straight from the other direction.

Sha Fei retreated with one turn, and the sword light swirled, forming a golden and iron light curtain, narrowly blocking the changing sword light.

It took four or five moves before the weapons of the two sides collided for the first time.

This all happened between two breaths.

After Xia Chan's sword light withdrew slightly, he accelerated forward again, the sword qi broke through the air, and the air cracked.

After the opponent's double knife slightly made a starting hand, the footwork wandered like a spring retracting and contracting, and suddenly turned into an eight-armed knife monster, and the knife light alternately slashed to the ground, like a storm blowing from the soil.

The sword light swims and fights and retreats, coming and going freely in the storm.

In just two minutes, the two sides exchanged hands hundreds of times, gold and iron collided, sword qi and sword qi resonated, and the sound shook the wilderness.

After another fierce sword collision, Sha Fei took advantage of his strength to take off in the air and turned over for two consecutive years, and shouted after landing on the ground: "Stop!"

He slowly put the knife back into its sheath, his face was cloudy, and he suddenly smiled happily: "Barren mountains and wild mountains, what a surprise, I didn't expect to meet a swordsman like you." ”

"Your knife skills are not bad. Xia Chan was expressionless and put his sword back into its sheath.

Sha Fei seemed to have forgotten the unhappiness just now, and clapped his hands and said, "Man, I was just joking with you, I do know a little bit about wolf spirits, but I really didn't raise those wolves." ”

"Well said. Xia Chan secretly estimated that most of the wilderness forbidden area of Oak Town had actually recovered most of its spiritual land, and no one had settled, and it was not uncommon for it to be occupied by wolves.

The two were wary, but they were unwilling to continue to fight, gossiped a few words, and soon parted ways.

Xia Chan unfolded his body and galloped towards the outside of the town, fighting with Sha Fei, neither of them did their best, both of them were based on techniques, and the opponent's qi refining and cultivation were higher than him, and the sword technique was natural, rare and sharp, and it had become a way of its own.

In this encounter, the two of them seemed to have their own taboos and did not compete with each other's true intentions, but if there was no nonsense in his autobiography, he must have benefited a lot from what he got from the underground base.

At this time, Sha Fei's cultivation is still not enough to capture the Silver Phoenix Cup, and it is presumably that his cultivation will break through in the short term.

The opportunity was within reach, but it fell through in the blink of an eye.

Keep fighting, it's hard to say what the result is.

If it weren't for the fact that his emotions were out of control today, he would never take the initiative.

This sudden battle poured out his negative emotions.

Cross the river, find your SUV safe and sound, unfold the map, and get back on the road.

On the way back, a pickup truck playing radio rock at the loudest volume chased after him, the horn sounded repeatedly, and Sha Fei came out and banged on the car door and shouted: "Hey, buddy, meeting is fate, are you interested in finding a place to have a drink with me?" ”

It turned out that the street sign of the town in front of it was already in sight.

"I'm still in a hurry, there's always a chance in the future. Xia Chan refused.

"Okay, come from Longmen Town, District 5, Sha Fei. ”

"Seventeen Middle School in the Ninth District, Xia Chan, see you in the Silver Phoenix Cup!"

"Yo, what a surprise. The pickup truck slammed on the throttle and rushed into town ahead of the town.

Xia Chan did not stop in Hakka Town, and after replenishing food and water, he rushed to the direction of Snow Mountain Town overnight.

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Under the dark and windy night, there was only one car lying on the side of the road with his feet facing the sky beside Xia Chan, and it was no wonder that he was angry, and suddenly blew up two tires almost one after the other, but fortunately, the speed was not fast, and he was not injured.

Of course, to his dismay, he found that the tire explosion was a man-made accident, and he used a flashlight to find two three-cornered nails twisted with wire in the section of the road where the accident occurred.

According to estimates, he was not far from the nearest town on the road ahead.

He flipped the car back with all his might, but there was only one spare tire, and the mobile phone had not been charged for two days and had run out of power, so where to find a tow truck in the middle of the night.

Finally, his luck was not bad, half an hour later he stood at the gate of the car repair shop on the edge of the road in Xiong'an Town, the signboard light box was half broken, the signboard was also wonderful, Xiong'an thief boldly repaired.

"Five thousand?" Looking at the middle-aged man with a scarred face in front of him who was wearing an overcoat and sleepy-eyed, Xia Chan laughed angrily.

"Don't be too high, Xiong'an provides one-stop service for trailer repair for our family. The scarface man yawned impatiently.

Xia Chan flipped his palm, revealing a triangular nail, "Know this thing." ”

The scar-faced man hurriedly took the nail thrown by Xia Chan: "Suffered this, let's be honest, you think it was my family, fart, there have been deserted people recently, and people are often robbed, today is your ......"

Pounce ~ A bright sword blade cut concrete like tofu, and sank into two-thirds.

"I have bad ears, so I overreported a zero. Xia Chan stomped on his feet, and most of the sword automatically popped out again, he stretched out his hand and copied it, and the sword came back to his hand.

"Don't think I'm afraid of you, I'm ...... in town" The scar-faced man can't go down, because a cool breeze blows on his face, and a chill suddenly crosses his neck, and the sword is terrifyingly fast and stable.

"Five hundred, five hundred, no less. ”

"Invoicing me, I'll get reimbursement from the insurance company. Xia Chan put away his long sword as if he had nothing to do, and he could only be more scoundrel when dealing with the scoundrel, he had no choice.

"Little brother's sword is very sharp, put it away first, it's easy to say. "The scar-faced man's indiscriminate methods are pitted at two ends in three days, the town has long been notorious, there are many adventurers, kicking the iron plate is a common thing for him, just admit it in time, he is not very afraid in his heart.

After the scar-faced man Shi Shiran returned to the store, as he yelled and scolded, a small mountain soon followed, if this 'small mountain' ignores his outrageous muscles and muscles, just looking at the round face of the doll is a harmless and somewhat timid eighteen- or nineteen-year-old fat boy.

The boy also had a rope on his shoulder, and wore only a single coat covered with oil stains in the winter.

The scarface man followed behind and kicked him in the ass: "Go! Pull the car back, go and come back quickly, don't rub it off!"

"Got it, uncle. The big boy's face was full of fear for the scar-faced man, and he hurriedly quickened his pace.

Looking at the boy and then at the scar-faced man, Xia Chan raised his eyebrows: "Where is the trailer?"

The scarface man took a half step back and said carefully, "The trailer is broken and hasn't been repaired yet." ”

"You didn't let me fix it. The big boy bowed his head and said aggrievedly.

"Damn, you've been eating for so many years. The scar-faced man kicked out again, as if he had kicked the bone, and he jumped with his feet and bared his teeth and continued to scold: "If it weren't for the fact that you still have two strengths, Lao Tzu would have kicked you two out of the door." ”

Xia Chan couldn't understand the relationship between the two, but he looked at this young and big man with a somewhat familiar, rather joyful fat round face, ape arms, and limbs as thick as round radish......

The next day, early in the morning, in the simple car repair garage, a long-armed man was struggling to shrink in the car and drill in and out of the sheet metal to repair the damage caused by the rollover accident.

Xia Chan was holding a piece of cotton cloth nearby and was maintaining the long sword, chatting with this big man named Anxi with a match.

He didn't expect to meet the No. 1 legend in the late part of the last timeline on this trip, and after he confirmed his name last night, he changed his mind and personally went with this big man to tow the car back.