Chapter 238 I Cut the Spring Breeze for My Old Friend, and Woke up From the Dream without Realizing It Had Been a Hundred Years

"Master Jiu, I miss you so much!"

As he spoke, tears almost welled up in Ye Bai's eyes.

These words were spoken with sincerity, without a trace of falsehood.

Without Master Jiu by his side, Ye Bai lived in fear every day, with no guarantee of safety.

Ying Jiu ignored Ye Bai, but instead released a stream of black mist, pressing it directly on the Nightmare Wind and the Heavenly King Sword.

The two pieces of equipment instantly calmed down.

Ye Bai's hands finally stopped shaking like a sieve.

Jiu Ye said coldly,

"I haven't seen you for a few days. You have become more capable. You helped Ying Shi upgrade and brought the Heavenly King Sword to Wuhen."

Ye Bai smiled embarrassedly and touched his head, "Thank you for the compliment, Jiu Ye. This is not just my credit..." ♦

"Praise you!"

Ying Jiu said unhappily,

"Didn't I tell you that Wuhen didn't take the Heavenly King Sword away, and the Heavenly King Sword was resentful and held back his anger to settle accounts with Wuhen.

Can you use your brain before doing anything, and the cleverness to save your life?!"

No matter what Jiu Ye said, Ye Bai nodded.

He didn't dare to say "Ah, yes, yes, yes" to Jiu Ye.

If you act weird to Jiu Ye, it's easy to feel a flash of knife and a chill in your crotch.

《Three-second quick method from weird to weird》

Ye Bai smiled awkwardly, "It's not that you are not around, so I don't think so much!"

With a cold snort, Ying Jiu didn't continue.

Ye Bai is such a shrewd person, how could he forget such an important thing?

Ignoring this, Ying Jiu lowered his voice a little and said in a deep voice,

"No matter what Xiao Lan said to you, I can only tell you... he was wrong about the Strongest Mark."

Ye Bai fell into silence and did not speak.

Right and wrong, sometimes it may just be a difference in position.

Ying Jiu continued,

"You are too weak now. When you reach level 600, I will tell you the truth."

"Okay."

The two of them were very tacit, just pretending that there was no such thing as [Strongest Mark].

Level 600 is still too far away for Ye Bai now.

Go back and find the third brother Xiaoyao to use the bug to brush level 600!

For things related to [Strongest Mark], Ye Bai can't just listen to the one-sided words of Jiu Ye and Lan Lao.

Originally, he planned to ask the second brother, but who knew Jiu Ye would run so fast.

Now it seems that he can only go back to Xiaoyao to ask.

Put this matter aside for now.

Since the Heavenly King Sword was no longer abnormal, Ye Bai counted his steps and walked forward six more steps, looking at the back of Lan Lao.

It seemed that there was an invisible barrier between Ye Bai and Lan Lao, and the other party's figure was a little blurry.

Is the space around the second brother distorted?

Lan Lao stopped at the last step, and a cane appeared in his hand.

"Are you here?"

A white robe appeared in front of him.

The moment he saw the white, Ye Bai wanted to shout,

"Second brother, I am your fan! It's me, Shura!"

Ye Bai held back and left the stage to Lan Lao.

Lan Tianqi nodded, "I am here."

As he said before, this journey was not easy.

It took him a hundred years to get here.

He still needs to "walk" for a few more decades before his talent can awaken for the second time.

This process is destined to be extremely dangerous. Lan Tianqi gambles his life and wants to awaken for the second time as soon as possible!

He came with enlightenment.

Even so, when it really comes to this moment, it is difficult for anyone to remain calm in the face of praise or criticism.

Lan Tianqi can.

He has seen life and death, and even more lives that are worse than death.

Lao Jiu, Crazy Huo, Nightmare, Wuhen...

In the past hundred years, when the building was about to collapse, there were always people who stood up to turn the tide and reverse the situation.

The century-old cause of the human race is not achieved by a few empty words!

The current situation of the human race is built with countless blood and sweat!

Lan Tianqi is like a living fossil.

He has experienced every major event of the human race in the past hundred years, every awakening of the Supreme Demon God...

Every time he experiences turmoil, Lan Tianqi will have a new understanding of his weakness and powerlessness.

He has been an audience for a hundred years and watched a hundred years of drama.

Even if he does some mending work and what he can do,

he still feels that it is not enough, not enough, far from enough.

In the dead of night, he will be silent and it is difficult to appease his restless heart.

The old horse is crouching with wings, and his ambition is to travel thousands of miles.

Lan Tianqi thought that he would never have the opportunity to do better in this life.

Until not long ago, Lan Tianqi was rarely late for an ordinary class.

In class, a student stared at him with surprise in his eyes.

This look was very strange, and it was hard to describe the feeling.

Lan Tianqi felt at that time that this student named Ye Bai was a little interesting.

After class, he flipped through the information casually, and Lan Tianqi naturally saw more problems.

He put the information aside, and did not continue to read it, nor did he continue to think about it.

It was not appropriate to check it further.

As a result, before Lan Tianqi could drink a sip of hot tea, Ying Jiu suddenly appeared in front of him and told him the conditions for the second awakening of his talent.

It can be seen that Ying Jiu was very anxious. The moment he knew the news, he rushed to inform Lan Tianqi.

Too anxious.

It was this anxiety that exposed Shura's true identity directly to Lan Tianqi.

Ying Jiu's style of doing things would not fail to think of this, and he could also realize the risks behind it.

But he still did it.

Because Ying Jiu knew that Lan Tianqi was also anxious.

Watching for a hundred years, his passion gradually cooled.

He wanted to kill the demon, but he was powerless to save the situation.

He watched the tides rise and fall, the trendsetters of the times came and went, the curtain opened and fell again and again, and countless figures were reflected in his pupils...

When will he, Lan Tianqi, take the stage in this play?

Can he, Lan Tianqi, be the protagonist in this play?

Lan Tianqi, who had asked himself for a hundred years, got a response: Yes.

Go gamble, risk your life, and awaken again!

Go for an illusory opportunity, and change your own destiny with your own hands!

So, Lan Tianqi set off.

From the moment Lan Tianqi made the decision, all decisions made by the human race’s high-level officials only served one thing:

Send Lan Tianqi to Wuhen intact.

Kill the demon god, break the abyss, carry the black coffin into the eternal forest, and Shura went to sew the abyss...

Repay me with a national hero, and I must treat him with a national hero.

This farewell, the game and struggle outside the chessboard are extremely dangerous.

The Nightmare Legion and the Traceless Legion came out in full force.

Outside the Sutured Abyss, there were no less than ten legion-level battles!

Fortunately, they did it.

Lan Tianqi stood here, in front of Wuhen.

Without much greeting, Wuhen spoke again,

"Say it when you're ready."

Taking a deep breath, Lan Tianqi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were full of determination.

He exhaled a long breath and said,

"It's time to start."

"What did you say?"

The white-clothed swordsman in front of him turned slightly, with a little curiosity in his tone of inquiry,

"That sword is over.

Or do you think you can see my sword clearly, don't you?"

Wuhen's sword passed Wuhen.

Lan Tianqi's pupils shrank slightly, and his old face was full of disbelief. He raised his hand slightly, looked down at his skinny palm, and fell into deep thought.

He had just made mental preparations and decided to undergo surgery.

As a result, the attending physician came in and told him that the operation was successful. Now sign the consent form and risk informed consent form?

Is there something wrong?

From Wuhen's point of view, there is no problem at all.

Are you ready? What does it have to do with me slashing you with a sword?

I Wuhen draws the sword. Whether you are mentally prepared or not, the result is the same.

The sword has returned to the sheath.

Just now, Wuhen slashed twice.

The first sword "slashed away" decades of time for Lan Tianqi, recharging his age to 200, a real super generation increase. Now Lan Tianqi is older than his father Lan Zexian.

The second sword, cut off all the spring breeze and give it to the old friend.

A spring breeze came towards him, and the wrinkles on Lan Tianqi's face stretched out. The whole person was injected with new vitality. His silver hair was dyed with a layer of gray, like a rejuvenated child.

The 200-year-old Lan Tianqi finally waited for the second awakening of his talent!

I cut the spring breeze for the old friend, and it has been a hundred years since I woke up from the dream.

The world has changed, but I am still in the world.