Sitting above the heavens, Wang Yi with golden eyes lowered his head and glanced at the human world below him, then looked at Yan Qi with interest, looking up and down, "It seems that this way of practice is exactly what the old guy said.

It’s really become mainstream.”

Yan Qi sat on the white clouds, motionless, waiting for Wang Yi's next move with golden eyes. With just one hand, he could bring the two of them here instantly. Yan Qi marked him as a terrifying signal in his heart.

, it’s better to be honest on your own.

"It's boring. I thought the world would be different after sleeping for a long time, but it seems to have gotten worse."

Wang Yi, with golden eyes, yawned, looked at the sea of ​​stars above his head, and saw the golden crow like an old friend, and said with a smile: "Long time no see."

Wang Yi stood up and stretched, "Since it's so boring, let's just go to sleep."

Looking at Yan Qi next to him, Wang Yi stretched out a finger. The finger was getting closer and closer to him in Yan Qi's eyes. The last finger was placed between his eyebrows. In Yan Qi's unbelievable eyes, his body was visible to the naked eye.

The visible speed slowly dissipated, and a strong man in the True Life Realm disappeared.

Wang Yi touched his chin. If he wanted to see more of the world, he would naturally have to walk more roads.

He made up his mind, and his figure flashed and disappeared above the white clouds.

On the ground, the people who had just been motionless returned to their original state again. The fallen leaves on the hill slowly floated to the earth. Mr. Zhou had not noticed anything unusual yet and was still looking into the distance.

At the border, Guan Tiannan woke up suddenly, looked at Xiao Wenxuan who had passed out, and Ma Shun, who was glaring angrily. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it, so he had to continue to look at the plain.

In everyone's eyes, Wang Yi and Yan Qi, who were fighting on the plain, disappeared. Ma Shun rubbed his eyes and looked at the plain again carefully. After confirming that there was no one there, he looked at Guan Tiannan with a puzzled look.

, Guan Tiannan looked at Ma Shun with doubtful eyes, and he was also confused about the situation.

Mr. Zhou also noticed something unusual. He ignored the old man Jiang and jumped to the place where the two men were fighting just now and inspected everything at close range.

The old man Jiang looked at the place where Wang Yi disappeared and shook his head. He could no longer stay in Nanchu, so he immediately got on the carriage and drove away slowly.

Guan Tiannan looked at Mr. Zhou's appearance and slapped the war horse with both feet. The horse was in pain and rushed towards the plain.

It was the meeting of two great men.

"Let's see what you found?"

Mr. Zhou raised his head and glanced at this veteran general who had great prestige in the Ming Dynasty and had been stationed at the border for many years. He was also a veteran who went deep into Chu and beheaded a prince. He said: "General Guan acted like this. He is not afraid of Wu Gou dispatching all his troops."

Are you staying on the land of Dachu?"

Guan Tiannan smiled hoarsely and crossed his arms, "Back then, dozens of people didn't

If you want me to stay in Nanchu, your half-step Xingjun strength is not enough."

Mr. Zhou was furious and pointed at Guan Tiannan: "You."

Guan Tiannan raised his hand to interrupt Mr. Zhou who was about to curse, "If you don't want to waste your time with me, you might as well take a closer look at where the two people who were here just now have gone."

"Two big living people just disappeared without us noticing. Unless a saint takes action, this can only happen."

Although Mr. Zhou doesn't want to see Guan Tiannan, he agrees with his point of view. What happened here is really weird.

Lord Zhou carefully examined the traces of the fight between the two people, and went straight to the place where Wang Yi fell to the ground for the last time. He squatted down, stretched out his hand, and touched the blood stains on the grass on the ground. There was really no trace of disappearance.

Guan Tiannan would not be stupid enough to get off his horse. After all, this was the territory of Nanchu. If he got off his horse, Wu Gou who was hiding in the dark would instantly appear around him, doing his best to delay his return to the Ming Dynasty.

Time, waiting for the arrival of the real big shot in Wu Gou. Sitting on the war horse, Guan Tiannan could only watch everything Master Zhou did from a distance.

Mr. Zhou shook his head. He really couldn't tell anything. He turned around and walked towards the hill. When he passed Guan Tiannan, he took a sip at the veteran and left without looking back.

Guan Tiannan was speechless and could only return to Tiannan Pass and rush towards the border where his cavalry was waiting.

I don’t know how long it took, but Wang Yi woke up from the endless night. He seemed to have had a strange and magical dream. In the dream, he was sitting high above the heavens, sitting on a golden throne, looking at

If you go there, you can see everything in the world. In front of the throne, there are countless people kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to themselves constantly, begging for his help to save them. But there is no wave in his heart.

Wang Yi said something boring, raised his hand and struck out with a palm, those people disappeared instantly, and there was only Wang Yi in the world.

Then a voice suddenly appeared in Wang Yi's mind, it was a woman's voice, "You who turn your hands to make clouds and turn your hands to make rain, our king, are you lonely?"

This sentence seemed to touch Wang Yi's heart. Wang Yi on the throne was instantly furious. In anger, he stood up and asked loudly to the world: "Who are you, who are you!"

Wang Yi, who was sleeping, opened his eyes in confusion, not knowing where he was lying. There was a breeze blowing on his face, smelling the faint fragrance, and he felt very comfortable.

A few rays of sunlight came in through the window and shone on the ground. Under him was an old wooden bed, cushioned with some coarse cloth.

Looking up, there was a huge shelf by the window, with strange-looking plants drying on it, but it looked like something Wang Yi had never seen in books. A figure was sitting next to it, crushing it vigorously.

Pressing the medicinal materials. Maybe he was too focused and didn't notice that Wang Yi had woken up. Wang Yi deserved to cough.

The figure heard the movement behind him, turned around quickly, and said happily: "You're awake."

Wang Yi nodded, a figure walked gently from outside, and a faint fragrance floated from outside, sitting between Wang Yi's mouth and nose.

The fragrance is somewhat unique. Compared with the rouge powders Wang Yi had seen in Chang'an Huafang Tower, it has a fainter fragrance, which makes people feel inexplicably happy from the bottom of their hearts.

The figure came to Wang Yi, smiled softly, and touched Wang Yi's forehead with his bare hands. His hands were very cold. Wang Yi subconsciously stepped back. The figure covered his mouth and smiled, "Fortunately, the fever didn't continue."

Wang Yi took a long breath, calmed down, and looked at everything he was unfamiliar with. Although he was a little wary, he felt inexplicably peaceful.

This woman is not as intellectual as Xiao Wenxuan, nor as daring to love or hate as Ye Yao, but it makes Wang Yi involuntarily put down his guard.

"here it is?"

The woman took out a pill from the cabinet and handed it to Wang Yi, "This is my home."

Wang Yi took off the pills but did not take them. He looked at the woman and asked, "Why am I at your house?"

The woman frowned slightly, pursed her lips and said, "The uncles in the village went down to the river to fish and picked you up. They saw you falling into the water and were afraid that you might get some disease, so you stayed here to recuperate."

Seeing that Wang Yi had not taken the pill, the woman said angrily: "Take it, it's not poisonous."

Then he looked straight at Wang Yi, and it wasn't until Wang Yi took the pill that his expression felt a little relieved.

The woman came to the window, took off the stick supporting the window, and then pulled the quilt over Wang Yi, "I just woke up, and my body is inevitably a little weak. I closed the window to prevent you from catching the cold. I will go and give it to you later."

Make some porridge."

The woman rolled up her sleeves, picked up the fallen leaves that had fallen in the house, and walked out. After a while, the sound of washing rice came from outside. Wang Yi lay on the bed, listening to the sound, and sighed helplessly. This time he

I am really extremely weak, and I don’t even have the strength to get up now.

Listening to the woman's busy voice, Wang Yi asked: "How long have I been sleeping?"

"It's only three days." A woman's voice came from outside the house.

"It's been so long." Wang Yi couldn't believe it. He didn't know what would happen next to his fight with Yan Qi. He didn't know where he was because of something.

"Is there still Ming Dynasty here?"

The woman walked in, put her hands on her waist and said, "Could it be that you are still in Nanchu? It seems that you are not fully recovered yet."

Wang Yi could only smile bitterly and said: "Then this is Tiannan Pass."
Chapter completed!