Zhou Xuan opened his eyes.

Familiar high-rises.

Familiar classrooms.

Familiar chattering teachers.

It's back, it's all back.

Back to the right timeline again.

Zhou Xuan couldn't help but burst into tears.

Some things are sparse and taken for granted, and they are not regretted until they are lost.

This is how the otherwise peaceful life is.

I didn't care about it before, but when it really became the previous life of fighting with soul beasts, it became more and more precious.

It's the end of class.

Yi Wencheng was lowered and depressed, as if he wanted to find Zhou Xuan for something.

Zhou Xuan waved his hand.

"Lao Cheng, wait a while, I still have something."

Soaping his memories and going back to check his family tree is his top priority every time the worldline resets.

Everything else can be put aside.

And so he set out on his journey home.

Passers-by on the road saw him pointing.

Some even looked excited when they saw him.

Rush up and ask for an autograph.

"You...... It's Zhou Xuan! ”

Zhou Xuan signed his name in a daze.

The man was ecstatic, took his autograph and left.

Sitting on public transportation also attracts the attention of countless people.

All eyes on you.

It's a treat I've never felt before.

Thirty-sixth ancestor, what did you do this time?

Zhou Xuan absorbed the memories in his head.

In the absorption, although it has been prepared for a long time, it may be stunned by the world this time.

What's going on this time?

Xue Yimu became my ancestor?

My Zhou family has become the driving family of the Spell Card series?

I'm the face of this generation!

It's no wonder that everyone here seems to know me and asks me for autographs on the way.

Zhou Xuan was stimulated by this series of news and shook his head again and again.

Whenever he felt that the thirty-sixth ancestor couldn't do anything to live.

He will always be blackened by the manipulation of his thirty-sixth ancestor.

It's you!

Thirty-six ancestors!

Zhou Xuan couldn't wait to rush home, go through the family tree, and see what he was doing.

This time, the old mansion did not see Lao Zhou.

The reasons are quite decent.

Lao Zhou specializes in manka, and is now a lecturer at the highest university, and has recently lectured back and forth in various places.

So I don't have time to be at home.

Well, Lao Zhou can also be a lecturer.

Zhou Xuan couldn't make up the picture of the old Monday who was out of tune giving a lecture to the students.

Isn't that outrageous?

Open the family tree.

Flip to Zhou Yizhi.

Thirty-sixth ancestor, let me see what you did this time?

[People don't step into the same river twice.]

That's what people often say.

It's just that there is no possibility.

That is, they may not know that they are going to step into the same river.

I'm an ordinary person.

Doing ordinary things.

Ordinary symbols are drawn.

Always.

When the new mix spreads and the people who set up the stalls regain their livelihoods, I may feel what my ordinary actions have brought to everyone.

Especially when Yan Qi pretended to be me and poisoned, he was caught red-handed by Peng Jing, who I reminded in advance.

His unbelievable eyes made me feel even more refreshed.

He fell to his knees and confessed to the Zhiyuan Chamber of Commerce.

Only then did we learn about the madness of the Zhiyuan Chamber of Commerce.

The Zhiyuan Chamber of Commerce will replace all the Jinyang grass, which is a big gamble.

If he succeeds, he will be able to occupy all the talisman markets.

Thus becoming one of the first-class chambers of commerce.

It's clear that it failed.

All the hard work was in vain.

Jinyang grass is not worth mentioning in the face of the cheaper sand bone fish bones.

The Zhiyuan Chamber of Commerce is about to disappear.

Besides, each has its own way.

Business is counted as business.

Operate with this despicable means.

Under the angry old man Jiang, the black armor guard was dispatched.

The Zhiyuan Chamber of Commerce fell apart.

President Xia Xiujin is nowhere to be found.

Everything went as smoothly as I planned.

The boulder that weighed on my heart finally fell.

I feel like I'm walking brightly into the future.

On that afternoon when we were selling mixed liquids together, Xue Yimu and I helped sell it.

I saw a familiar figure.

The old man surnamed Ji came over to buy the mixed liquid.

It's just because I didn't expect that when he actually took out the Heavenly Thunder Pill.

The defensive magic weapons on his body are all in unison.

Dangerous moments.

I knocked down Xue Yimu.

With an earth-shattering bang.

I fell to the ground with a bang.

……

After a long time.

I finally woke up.

Maybe it's the benefits that the Basic Body Refining Law has brought me.

I lay in a hospital bed with all my limbs crippled, but I didn't die.

I found out later.

Old man Ji turned out to be the father of the big mole and the small mole.

He came here to get revenge on me.

The provider of this Heavenly Thunder Pill is none other than Xia Xiujin.

At the same time, he took advantage of this opportunity to successfully escape from the city.

No news was heard.

Old Man Jiang asked a monk to heal my wounds.

Hands healed.

It's just a pity that my leg meridian damage is too severe.

It's not so easy to fix.

Damaged meridians have another meaning.

In other words, it was difficult for me to break through to the sixth layer of Qi training.

According to my idea, they built the first magic wheelchair.

Can move around with psychic powers.

From there, I walked all over Dongyang City.

Li Yuze often came to see me, even by this time, he had already made a name for himself for being able to grow a godsend.

He still finds time to come and see me from time to time.

It wasn't until a year later that he went to another city to exchange experiences and disappeared for no reason.

There is no trace in the world.

This stirred up my fighting spirit.

I'm still not reconciled.

I don't want to see my friend go missing.

I'm not willing to sit on it for the rest of my life.

I am not reconciled and cannot break through.

Criticality!

I think of another way.

It is a method to lead the development of the village by branding the boundary monuments, so as to improve the cultivation.

Mr. Jiang chose a village with rich resources for me.

But what we didn't expect was that.

On the contrary, the birds next door do not poop, and no one is optimistic about Donglin Village, which soars into the sky.

The village chief is constantly climbing.

I still haven't been able to break through to the sixth layer of Qi training.

Maybe that's life.

Donglin Village was a critical village in the year I fell into a coma.

And it happened to be the critical one that was carried out while I was in a coma.

I don't know if it's because of regret.

I looked up the information and wrote down the content of the critical test that year.

And record it.

It reads as follows......

……

I began to lie flat.

But what I didn't expect was that.

On the other hand, I had a wonderful relationship.

While I was lying in my hospital bed.

Xue Yimu asked me with red eyes why I did this.

I thought about it for a moment and just said one word.

Your future is more important than mine.

That's what I think from the bottom of my heart.

What's more, it turned out later that Old Man Ji was originally going for me, and she was implicated by me there at that time.

But what did she clearly misunderstand?

When I proposed that I wanted to continue the bloodline.

She stepped forward.

Regardless of the opposition of everyone in the Fu Gong Academy, including me.

I told her seriously.

You don't want to blackmail you into retribution, you don't have to.

And I won't accept it either.

But it seems that she is not as good at talking as she seems.

It's a character who doesn't change his mind.。

Relying on his cultivation to be higher than me.

Well~

I was forced.

……

Time passes.

We walk the land.

She obviously won't change, but she uses her spiritual power to make her appearance grow old with me.

Falling English is colorful.

It's a good time of year.

I'm back in Dongyang City.

The past is reflected in my heart.

Those people will never see each other again.

I'm a bookgoer.

Who is the author?

The melancholy old joy is like a dream, and I feel that there is nowhere to pursue it.

I looked at the people next to me.

Inexplicably, there was some reluctance. 】