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Maybe in a few years, he will also become a skeleton in this earth, maybe it will be hundreds or even thousands of years, and he will see the light of day again when the sea becomes a mulberry field.

At that point, no one knew what had happened to him, and no one wanted to find out. Perhaps his bones will be crushed and deformed, broken, and shattered during this time...... So much so that when people found him, his head may be on the top of the mountain, but his body is already in the depths of the sea.

Maybe someone will use him to sell medicine, like a keel in a pharmacy......

Thinking of this, Han Feng couldn't help but want to laugh, but only he knew that if he laughed and laughed, he was sad about death after all.

There is no return date. He thought he was living a good life, and although there were many problems to solve, he was convinced that he was stronger than everyone else...... Especially after Zhan Zhongqi left, he was even more determined. However, whether it is Zhan Zhongqi, or Zhifeng, or Master Shui, their departure can be called "vigorous", they all worked hard and reached the peak of their lives before leaving, even if they die, they have no regrets.

But what about him?

Unwilling. When the earth squeezed his body and twisted his muscles, he was extremely painful, but also extremely tired, but it was clear that the breath was a hundred, but the only thing that continued this breath was the word "unwilling".

It's a simple three words, but it has incomparable power, even after he has endured such a blow, he is still unwilling.

Not only is he unwilling to lose, but he is not unwilling to die, there is one thing buried deep in his heart, as if he has been buried deep in this earth and stretched out, twisted, and crushed, or even lost his original appearance.

He could hardly remember what that thing was, but he knew that there was such a thing that made him unwilling, and this matter was exactly what Fang Cai's "earthy" face had not revealed to him.

Is it a person?

It was a man he knew, who was unwilling to see his end.

Who's that?

Who is it!

Who exactly!

Fang Cai's heartbeat is like rain hitting plantains, or the rain gradually stopping, making people tired and sleepy, but at this moment, this heartbeat is aroused, like a battlefield drum, the more urgent it becomes, making people anxious and unbearable. The name came to mind, but for some reason it was hard to remember!

Everything in this life seems to be inextricably linked to this person, but the more you think about it, the more illusory the figure becomes, suddenly blurred, suddenly empty, like a ghost and a demon, but not human.

It's like a nightmare in life, so overwhelming that people can't breathe, knowing that there is something next to them that they can see when they open their eyes, but they can't open their eyes no matter what.

"Nightmare!"

This word actually made Han Feng suddenly brighten, just like a dying drowning person who didn't care about pulling on a straw, even if the straw was only connected to a piece of duckweed, he had to grasp it firmly and never let go. He knew that he was only one more effort away from "opening his eyes", and at this moment, he just wanted to open his eyes and see at any cost, whether it was a grimace or a full of eyes.

As a result, everything that was blinded by the fog in his memory was pulled up one by one like a series of small fish on a fishing line...... The nightmare is the first, followed by the "green", and then the Western Dynasty, Lidu, Hongyuan, Xiji Mountain, Muzhou Lake...... Shaking one by one, the final pinch of the thread is in the hands of one person - Liu Quan.

Yes, how could he forget the end of Liu Quan? That was his lifelong enemy, and also the culprit who had brought him to this point, how could he forget, how could he forget!

In a trance, the obscurantist space seemed to be invisibly broken, and there seemed to be countless fresh air pouring in, which made him suddenly full of strength, Han Feng couldn't wait to call out, but with this move, he realized that everything had returned to his hometown.

He was still in the depths of the earth, still feeling the tenderness of his joints, but unlike him, he heard the voice of the white boy.

"Three hours, three hours......" That was Bai Tong's answer to his first question.

"Okay, I got it. Han Feng woke up like a big dream, and then asked again, "What's wrong with Fang Cai?"

Bai Tong did not answer this question, but expressed his doubts about his question.

In this way, Bai Tong didn't know what he had just experienced. Han Feng silently suppressed his thoughts, and instead continued to focus on how to escape. Whatever it was, it was an extraordinary test for him. The changes in the "earthy" face are unpredictable, there are things he has seen with his own eyes, and there are also facts that he is most worried about, maybe the latter is false, but it is precisely because he is mixed with the truth that he is completely confused, from the beginning of "Han Yizhi" spit out that "go", he has embarked on a vague and astray path, going farther and farther, and almost not knowing the way back.

He shouldn't have made the same mistake a second time.

However, it turns out that the road of "using the earth as his hand" is no longer passable, so in front of him, in addition to death, there is only a third way to the unknown.

Turn yourself into dirt.

That was the speculation he had with Mingxi, but it was limited to speculation. Even if he was dragged into this darkness by the unknown master, he still didn't know what method that person used. He had not tried before, and along the way, he had also tried to test the man in the way of "using the earth as his hand", but that man was like the earth itself, and no matter what kind of strength, it could pass directly through him and directly focus on the soil beneath him.

However, speculation and execution are two different things after all, even if there is a foundation for breaking barriers, Han Feng is at a loss.

"What should I do?" he laughed wordlessly, and in the blur in front of him, Zhan Zhongqi's face appeared again, "Uncle, can you still teach me?"

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In three hours, the wolf rider who was enough to ride rushed to the bottom of the Luoyan Pass.

The pass was urgently built with wood and stone by the soldiers, but the huge gap still made it easy to enter.

To the consternation of the few people guarding the pass, the Northern Dynasty was not in a hurry to enter the army.

"Huh...... He still thinks about saluting first and then soldiering. Phew!" Li Ji sneered and took a sip, then took out an unknown red dried flower from his arms, crumpled it, and poured the powder on his pale face, which became a little more gorgeous.

"I'm going to die, do you still want to be so stinky and beautiful?" Mingxi smiled lightly and said, "It doesn't matter if you salute first and then soldier, the formation is half and half pulled, and I don't know if it's useful or not." ”

Liyu said: "Don't just because you're not as good-looking as me, you have to look sloppy." Besides, if you die, maybe you will be able to see Brother Feng, do you want to see him like this?"

Mingxi glanced sideways, and before he could turn this taunt back to the past, he saw the other party's wolf riding array parting to the side, and one person and one rider came out of it.

The horse is a cirrus iron li, and the man is naturally a willow spring.