Chapter 370

When I returned to the villa, it was already dawn.

Yi Xiaofeng's flight speed has been faster than ordinary passenger aircraft, and he didn't waste much power when he came back from the investigation team base.

As soon as he came back, he saw Jiang Yuyao and Qin Qinxue sitting on the sofa in the hall on the first floor.

"Boss, you're back at last, eh? Why is your hair a pinch white? " Jiang Yuyao got up and said with a smile. She found that Yi Xiaofeng had more white hair on his forehead.

She looked at Yi Xiaofeng carefully.

Yi Xiaofeng's temperament is more calm and different than before.

This temperament is difficult to describe. Jiang Yuyao can't tell clearly. He always feels that Yi Xiaofeng is more charming.

Yi Xiaofeng sat down and said with a smile, "I have lived in the game for more than 100 years. Do you believe it?"

Jiang Yuyao nodded and said, "I believe this game is amazing. Your account has received many private letters and various experiences. I've been used to it for a long time."

Qin Qinxue looks at Yi Xiaofeng and wonders what he has experienced during this period.

She thought that Yi Xiaofeng quickly reached Yuanying by fate.

"How is the enrollment preparation of swordsmen in the world?" Yi Xiaofeng asked.

Qin Qinxue took the lead in saying: "more than ten transmission arrays have been established, and more will be built later. I have explained to Yu Yao. In this regard, you can rest assured that we will connect well."

Yi Xiaofeng nodded and handed over the two circles. He was really worried.

But Qin Qinxue was so confident that he chose to trust.

"There has been a man in chaos in China these two days, which is likely to be the villain predicted on the official website." Qin Qinxue said.

Yi Xiaofeng picked up the water cup on the table and asked, "who, tell me."

Jiang Yuyao covered her mouth and smiled.

She felt that Yi Xiaofeng was becoming more and more archaic. She suddenly wanted to play in the game.

Qin Qinxue said: "this man claims to be the direct blood of the Ji family king, named Ji Yu, and threatens to rebuild the great Zhou Dynasty."

Ji Yu

The descendants of Jifa?

Yi Xiaofeng was amazed.

He thought of the proud little brother. Unexpectedly, his blood has been handed down for 5000 years.

Very good.

"Ji Yu's strength surpasses Huashen. It is said that the rise of the ghost king hall is supported by the Ji family, and Tianzong is in danger." Qin Qinxue continued.

Yi Xiaofeng smiled: "for us, it may also be an opportunity. Don't worry. I'm not what I used to be. It's not difficult for me, Kong Nian and Qi ziyue to keep the swordsmen in the world. In addition, I'll bring back an expert."

Whirling strength is better than Yuanying old monster.

Yi Xiaofeng took out his mobile phone to check on the Internet.

There was a lot of discussion on the Internet about his cultivation in yuanyingjing, but Ji Yu was also very hot.

Yi Xiaofeng searched the photos and videos taken by the players.

A large number of new players poured into chaotic China, and even many players joined Ji Yu's power.

Tut tut.

Looks like Ji Fa.

It's all my own son.

Five thousand years later, I don't know whether Ji Fa is still alive. If he is alive, do you remember him?

Yi Xiaofeng thought of Han Yuan and yunmuxiang again and couldn't help worrying.

Five thousand years is too long.

Even if you are still alive, you can definitely change a person.

Yi Xiaofeng thinks of the picture he saw in the cause and effect mirror. Han Yuan and Jianzhen fight each other.

Why on earth?

Will Han yuan be his enemy?

Compared with this matter, Yi Xiaofeng hopes he can live until now.

If Yi Xiaofeng had not led Han Yuan, Han Yuan would not have fallen five thousand years ago.

Yi Xiaofeng became more and more worried.

He lost the interest of chatting, perfunctory words and returned to the house again.

Jiang Yuyao asked, "the boss seems to have a lot on his mind?"

Qin Qinxue shook her head and said, "I don't know. Maybe I met something in the game."

There was also a look of anxiety in her eyes.

……

Return to the evil world.

Yi Xiaofeng found LV Shuan and whirled. He said, "let's go. We won't wait."

"Wait?" LV Shuan is in a hurry.

In addition to Yi Xiaofeng, he is closest to Han Yuan. Most of the time, he is Han Yuan's attendant. The relationship between the martial brothers is very close.

Yi Xiaofeng sighed: "I learned about a future. After we left, the disciples of sword respect and the female statue of the demon family murdered the cadre moye, and the disciples of sword respect later accepted Kong Xianjun."

As soon as they said this, they both stared.

LV Shuan asked in a trembling voice, "is it the elder martial brother who is the disciple of the sword master?"

Although whirling has lived for a long time, she has been staying in the evil world. The memory of 5000 years ago is vague, so she can't remember clearly.

Unexpectedly

Yi Xiaofeng said with a wry smile: "I've been worried that we will change the past. I didn't expect... All these are fixed numbers. We've been in our destiny. Do you remember Kong Nian's painting and the future shown by the cause and effect mirror?"

LV Shuan's face changed greatly and he thought about it for a lot of time.

Whirling sigh: "there are days in the dark. We can't cross the hour in the future."

Yi Xiaofeng is helpless.

Sometimes, some actions are not what they expected.

LV Shuan stared and asked, "master, do you mean that elder martial brother is likely to be our enemy?"

Yi Xiaofeng shook his head and said, "I don't know how to be a teacher, but one thing is certain. Your senior brother may have lived for 5000 years. When you meet him again, you have to be careful. Ten years can completely change a person, let alone 5000 years."

Then he turned and left.

Whirling followed.

LV Shuan looked back at the hour monument. He bit his teeth, pulled out his sword and engraved a line of words on a stone next to the hour monument.

Soon after the three left.

A cloud of black air appeared beside the hour monument out of thin air.

Black gasification is human, but you can't see the real face.

He looked down at the stone engraved by LV Shuan and remained silent for a long time.

……

After leaving the ruins, Yi Xiaofeng flew at full speed to find the breath of Tianzong disciples such as Hu lie and song Jingtian.

Zhang Zunxiang is dead, leaving only the green ghost king.

Yi Xiaofeng is not afraid of the green ghost king.

The current predicament has been difficult for him.

However, he has no way to break the boundary. He still has to rely on the broken heaven palm of Tianzong.

Along the way.

Yi Xiaofeng suddenly sees the jade wall of the heavenly way.

Zhou Chengtian is still there.

He hesitated for a moment and decided to find Zhou Chengtian.

He quickly fell beside Zhou Chengtian, raised his hand and stopped LV Shuan in the air.

LV Shuan looked at her suspiciously.

Whirling meaningfully said, "there are some causes and effects. Don't touch them."

LV Shuan was silent when he thought of Han Yuan.

Yi Xiaofeng stood in front of Zhou Chengtian and asked, "do you remember me?"

Zhou Chengtian meditated on the ground without opening his eyes and replied, "only a few days have passed?"

"Five thousand years."

Zhou Chengtian suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked up at Yi Xiaofeng and his face was gloomy for a moment.

A terrible killing intention locked Yi Xiaofeng and wanted to drown him.

Yi Xiaofeng frowned and held back.

Zhou Chengtian stared at Yi Xiaofeng and said in a cold voice, "your breath has changed. I remember this breath. Although it is very long, I remember it."

Yi Xiaofeng asked, "since you have remembered, how was my apprentice?"

He didn't come to pretend to be forced. He mainly wanted to care about Han Yuan's experience.

Five thousand years ago, even though Han Yuan was famous all over the world, Yi Xiaofeng was afraid that he had experienced too many hardships.

Zhou Chengtian sneered: "jianzun's apprentice, I see. Your precious apprentice is great. To be exact, you are great. Han Zun's last appearance was hundreds of years ago. He cut off the immortal Road, cut off the immortal road of countless seekers, and let me carry the black pot."