Bo City.

I remember when I was 12 years old, just in my first year of junior high school.

It was an ordinary day, and since school had just started, school ended much earlier than usual. As I walked home as usual, a man who looked like a ruffian blocked my way home.

"I said Fengzi, why are you going home so early, play outside for a while." The person who came was none other than Mo Fan, who was a year older than him, and he was in his second year of junior high school at the time.

Because of his arrival, Mo Fan did not hide, and his academic performance often dominated the list. Coupled with the reason why Uncle Mo wants to run a car, as long as Mo Fan arrives home before six o'clock, he basically won't say anything.

He is in a similar situation to Mo Fan, but Mu Bai, Wang Sanfatg, and Zhang Xiaohou are not.

"Okay, it's boring to go home anyway, but where are you going? If it's not fun, I can't spare you. For Mo Fan's invitation, Yuan Feng did not refuse, but asked the location.

"Hehe, don't worry, that place is definitely interesting, it's a great place I found the other day." Seeing that his good friend accepted his invitation, Mo Fan rarely sold a pass, motioned for Yuan Feng to follow, and ran away.

Yuan Feng didn't doubt much, he believed that Mo Fan would not lie to himself, so he followed.

It was this time that Yuan Feng knew how much his fate had changed. My desire to be reborn in this world at the beginning seemed to be... It's finally going to happen.

"Back Mountain, is it possible?!" Yuan Feng followed Mo Fan to the mountain behind the school, and a memory quickly came to mind in his mind, and he stood here in disbelief.

But soon, Yuan Feng shook his head, feeling that it was impossible.

In fact, after coming to this world, Yuan Feng had an unkind idea. That is to remove the old man in advance, get the little loach that plugs in, and then go to the real magic world instead of Mo Fan.

I still remember that when I was 8 years old, I called my parents and Ning Xue's family to go there for a picnic together, and went to find out the whereabouts of the old man by the way.

Not to mention winning the old man, there is not a single room, and there is not even a trace of human life.

And I also asked my father and Uncle Mu, both of whom are Bocheng tycoons. Especially Uncle Mu, who is engaged in real estate, has no one on the mountain in Bo City, and he has always remembered where it is suitable to build.

There is only one answer to Yuan Feng, that is, although the scenery behind Tianhai Junior High School is good, there is no family. It is basically impossible to cultivate the land without two or three years of effort, and no one will choose to build a house here.

This answer is undoubtedly a heavy blow to himself.

However, Yuan Feng did not give up, and continued to come here in the following year, and even said in his memory that he was a security guard at the school.

But after a year, Ayu was destined to be disappointed, not at all.

Gradually, I gave up the idea of going to the wizarding world, thinking that it would be good to be a rich second generation, until...

"Should... Impossible, right? ”

While talking about it, I was looking forward to it in my heart, and my intuition told me that maybe that wish would come true.

"Hehe, let me tell you, Fengzi, there is a very interesting old man in the back mountain. Besides, this old man is a demon, and he even said that our world is only half of it. What else do you say that we are on the technological plane, but in another parallel world it is the magic world, do you think that old man is a magic barrier? ”

While Yuan Feng was following behind, Mo Fan was also sharing interesting stories about himself during this time with his good friends.

But what Mo Fan didn't know was that Yuan Feng's whole person was stunned, and he seemed to have fallen into a very wonderful state.

Under the leadership of Mo Fan, Yuan Feng also slowly observed the surrounding situation, and found that it was exactly the same as his memory, and there was no change at all, until he met an old man who was a little cheap.

A relatively backward thatched house, surrounded by a fence woven with bamboo, is a small yard.

There is a rough stone in the small courtyard, and there are four stone piers around it, and in one of the places sits an old man, drinking tea.

Yuan Feng was shocked, if he guessed correctly, this was originally a clearing with a relatively fast and wide view.

When I came to the picnic, the location was still here, but why now!

！

Not noticing Yuan Feng's expression, Mo Fan greeted the old man familiarly, and the old man who looked cheap also responded.

It's just that I don't know if it's an illusion, when the old man looks at him, there seems to be a light in his eyes that doesn't match his age.

It was a strange feeling, as if a superior was looking at you, even though he didn't speak. But that sharp domineering aura seems to be forcing himself to say everything.

At that time, I didn't understand it very well, but I felt very terrible, but now Yuan Feng understands.

That is the majesty and domineering spirit that belongs to a generation of emperors, which is unique to ancient kings. It belongs to the first in the history of China to create a unified system, the spirit of solipsism and contempt for all things.

Thinking of the phantom of the old man who appeared before he fell unconscious, he was wearing a jet-black robe and turned to leave.

It was from that moment that Yuan Feng understood that it was the real ancient king, the only emperor of the Land of the Dead.

At the last moment, Old Man Ying's eyes seemed to be looking at himself, which was different from the appearance of a cheap and scoundrel, but a real imperial gaze.

It's like two people, a bad old man who has no heart and no lungs, giggles, and can't make the whole joke. A thousand-year-old emperor who is mighty and domineering, who despises the crowd and has everything in my hands.

The two people are completely different, each with their own shortcomings, but if the two are combined, it seems... has become a perfect emperor with seven emotions and six desires, domineering and decisive.

All kinds of memories echoed in his mind, and there seemed to be unwanted voices around him, which made him a little irritable. I was so irritable that I opened my eyes and walked out of the memory of eight years ago and returned to reality.

When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a bed and the smell of sandalwood. In addition to the one he was lying on, he knew at a glance that it was a bed made of fine wood, which made him feel like he was dreaming back to ancient times.

"Where is this, and where have I fainted?"

Yuan Feng thought about it, it seemed that he had fainted a little too many times, and that time he was exhausted.

Especially in the battle in the outer city of the ancient capital, he seemed to have transformed three times in a row.

For the first time, he stood on the outer wall to stop the army of the undead.

The second time, he assisted Lu Huan, the chief of the Praetorian Guard, and killed the Skeleton Brake Underworld.

The third time, it was the final transformation that received the faith of everyone in the ancient capital. After the ancient king retreated with the army of the undead, he didn't know how much time had passed.

No, that's not the point, the question is where are you? Also, how long has it been since I passed out until I woke up?

Thinking of this, Yuan Feng was about to get up, but found that he couldn't get up at all. Strictly speaking, it seems that the body is not able to exert its strength.

There is a kind of kind of time when you have been frozen in ice for a year, and when you want to move again, you find that your limbs are not at your own command. If you want to move, it seems that you can only let the blood flow all over your body and get used to it for a while.

And Yuan Feng is now feeling like this.

He seems to have been asleep for a long time, causing blood to flow poorly. After waking up, my brain continued to work, but my mind didn't spread all over my body at all, and I could only be paralyzed here without any reaction.

"Grass, where the hell am I?"

Yuan Feng wanted to cry a little, everything around him was too strange, and he couldn't move now. The feeling of not being able to do anything but pinning everything on fate is really uncomfortable.

But even if you are in a hurry, there is no way, your body can't move, what else can you do?

"No, the magic department is full of magic energy and mental power, and it doesn't seem that there is no lack of strength."

Thinking of his fourth-level spiritual power, as well as his intermediate-level spatial cultivation, if an ordinary high-level mage is careless, he can fight back.

Don't ask, asking is a powerful spiritual power, and with the weird space system is such a bug.

In other words, as long as it's dimensional magic, there's nothing that isn't weird.

When summoning, sounding, space, and ancient capitals, the ancient king was able to absorb the chaos system that Mofa doubled back, and all of them in the same level were like bugs.

The spiritual power was released, wanting to see where he was, but the next moment, Yuan Feng's face was a little unsightly.

"It's not easy here, it's even able to isolate spiritual exploration."

Fortunately, the spiritual power can still be released into this room, there is no danger around, and the space ring on the hand can also be used.

As soon as the thought moved, the mobile phone appeared in the quilt, and the space system was released, and the mobile phone was moved to himself.

Fortunately, in the space ring, time is equivalent to a forbidden existence, and except for the buggy yellow dragon ball, nothing can move in it.

"One Sword Alone"

Press the phone, and time jumps out.

"Damn, I've been sleeping for nearly three months!?"

Yuan Feng still remembers that he came to the ancient capital in early August, and the time of Lishan Mausoleum and Yangyang Village is almost the beginning of September.

A day or two later, around September 3, the catastrophe of the ancient capital came, and he fell asleep that day.

It's December 31st, and it's already the end of the year.

Damn, the Mid-Autumn Festival that I made an appointment with Ning Xue is in the soup, and the follow-up winter solstice and so on are all missing, Ning Xue shouldn't blame herself, right?

No, and their parents, will they worry about themselves, Jiaojiao and Mo Fan are too, they should be very worried about themselves, right?

Thinking of it, Yuan Feng used his mental power to control the mobile phone, and was about to make a phone call to go out, but the response was.

"Sorry, your phone is not in the service area, please call again later..."

“what？”

At this sentence, Yuan Feng's first reaction was, is he outside the security realm?

In addition to this, he really can't think of any other places in China where there is no way to receive signals.

"Grass, don't let me know who it is, or I'll kill him!

！ ”