Looking at the familiar face in front of him, Zhang Daowen's lips trembled slightly.

Even he has more than once doubted the truth that Wei Wei said back then.

After failing to rescue Uncle Qi, Wei Wei took him to a private laboratory and told him a secret there.

She said that Feng Qi has the ability to traverse the time line, and even if he dies, he will return in the future 1500 years later.

When he heard this, his first thought was that it was absurd.

For more than a hundred years in the front line of the western supply area of Xingcheng, he has seen all kinds of bizarre field fields, and he has also seen racial beings who have mastered various talents and abilities.

He considers himself well-informed, but he has never heard of "time travel".

In his cognition, death means death, and after life disappears, it is impossible to suddenly travel through time and be resurrected one day in the future.

What's more, this kind of resurrection is different from special methods such as "rebirth by rebirth". It is a sudden resurrection and rebirth without the help of external resources.

This ability has gone beyond the scope of his knowledge.

For this reason, he suspected more than once that this was a white lie weaved for him by grandma Wei Wei, in the hope that he could let go of his temporary hatred and grow with this momentum.

After all, at that time, he could not be Jian Ji's opponent at all.

As the years go by, his age keeps growing, he has learned more and more knowledge, and his understanding of the world is also increasing with age.

Today, he no longer expects Uncle Che to appear.

Because he knew that what Grandma Weiwei and Uncle Mi told were all lies, and it was impossible to turn them into truth.

But at this moment, the scene that only appeared in the dream has become a reality.

Everything now seems to be a dream, and the figure that he misses so much has appeared.

Uncle Che stood in front of him alive.

At this time, Uncle Che was no longer the same old-fashioned uncle as before his life withered, but Uncle Che in his memory when he was young. Even the smile on his face was exactly the same as Uncle Che at that time.

Countless memory images can't stop popping up in my mind.

Since he can remember, he has grown up in the company of Uncle Che, and his understanding of the world has gradually expanded under Uncle Che's explanation.

The joy and hard training in childhood were inseparable from the smiling figure.

After his childhood, Uncle Qi was still his mentor on the way.

He still clearly remembers the cruel front-line career when he first went to the front line, especially his powerlessness when his comrades died by his side, which made his heart difficult to calm, full of hesitation and fear.

The first time he returned to the supply front, he called Uncle Qi.

That kind of feeling is like a child who has been bullied outside trying to seek comfort from his parents, and his reliance on Uncle Qi has become an instinctive habit.

On the phone, Uncle Qi patiently persuaded him to survive the ordeal.

There are many other similar situations.

Whenever he encounters setbacks or has a knot in his heart that cannot be solved, Uncle Che is his support.

No matter how much depression and pain there is in frontline life, he can find the antidote in Uncle Che.

As he grew older, he gradually matured, but his feelings for Uncle Qi never changed, but deepened with his understanding of Uncle Qi.

Until this mountain fell in Winterfell.

At that moment, his heart was full of anger and hatred.

The special medicine he developed for Uncle Qi has not yet been used, but Uncle Qi left this world first.

When he went to the front line, he swore that he would give Uncle Che's pension, but with Uncle Che's fall, it disappeared.

He vowed at that moment to avenge this blood revenge.

After being filial to Uncle Qi, he started training to become stronger.

At that time he had only one idea.

Regardless of whether what Grandma Wei Wei said is true or false, since he can no longer give Uncle Chess for the elderly, he will sacrifice Uncle Chess in the sky with the blood of the enemy.

"Little text."

Feng Qi's shout interrupted the flashing of the memory picture in his mind. Zhang Daowen looked up at Feng Qi, his eyes suddenly wet.

"Ancestor."

Seeing the old ancestor whose body trembled slightly, the eyes of the human warriors around him were full of puzzlement.

Looking at Feng Qi along the line of sight of the old ancestor, combined with what he said in the battle just now, the soldier opened his mouth slightly, and an unbelievable guess appeared in his mind.

About the story of the old ancestor and the great man in history, he knew a little bit through the history books.

The ancestors who can make the ancestors calm and calm in the face of powerful enemies in the field are so excited, the identity of this powerful enemy is ready to be revealed.

"Ancestor..."

Before he could speak, Zhang Daowen said softly:

"Take them away, I have something to...he said."

After a brief hesitation, the warrior nodded respectfully, then waved in the distance.

The crowd soon dissipated.

Zhang Daowen floated to Feng Qi at this moment, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

Thousands of thoughts turned into more throats at this moment:

"Uncle Chess..."

"Xiaowen, you've worked hard these years." Feng Qi stretched out his right hand and patted Zhang Daowen on the shoulder.

The picture seemed to freeze at this moment, the white-haired Zhang Daowen and the still young Feng Qi looked at each other, and finally both of them had smiles on their faces.

"Uncle Che, I have a lot to say to you."

In the face of Feng Qi, this clan's ancestor, who was not angry and arrogant in his eyes, had a smile on his face, and the momentum on his body dissipated automatically.

"Exactly, I also have a lot to ask you."

In the twilight of the blood moon, Feng Qi and Zhang Daowen were sitting on top of the Feng Qi statue more than 100 meters high in the center of Dawn City. Zhang Daowen whispered about everything that Xingcheng experienced after he left.

For Feng Qi, the last time he saw Zhang Daowen was before he went to Winter City.

Just a few days have passed.

But for Zhang Daowen, it was a long time of 1500 years.

During this period, he has experienced too much, and the process of leading the rise of the human race is full of bitterness and hardship.

It's just these pains that Zhang Daowen has always pressed in his heart, and he has never shown it to the descendants of the human race.

He carried the banner of the human race, so he knew that he could not show his weakness in front of the tribe, and he had to give the tribe unlimited confidence.

But in front of Feng Qi, Zhang Daowen completely let go of his defenses and disguise, and complained to Feng Qi and told his experience as before.

Feng Qi was like a listener, smiling and quietly listening to Zhang Daowen's narration.

At this time, Zhang Daowen told about his first revenge operation with the Lord of Mist to Winter City.

Wei Wei told in the mailbox, saying that Zhang Daowen was defeated in this battle, and thanks to the presence of the Lord of the Mist, he was brought back seriously injured.

But Zhang Daowen's remarks contained more details.

When Zhang Daowen said that he saw Mu Qing's body in Winter City, Feng Qi's pupils shrank:

"Have you met Mu Qing?"

"Well, she was dead by then."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Daowen raised his hand and a cloud of blue ice mist spread, finally generating an image recording mirror.

When the fog dissipated, the scene of Winter City appeared on the mirror.

The Winter City in the picture has been turned into ruins. In the center of the ruins, a flag was erected. Mu Qing's body was pierced by the flag and hung on the top of the flag.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qi's anger was instantly ignited.

"Is Jian Ji still alive?"

"With the help of Uncle Mi, Jian Ji has been killed by my own hands..."

In the little guy's narration, Feng Qi gradually understood the situation at that time.

After the Battle of Winter City, the little guy ended in a fiasco, and the urgency of revenge in his heart also turned into a driving force for growth after his injury recovered.

During that time, he devoted a lot of time to his own training.

In order to grow his strength better, he continued to develop his own bloodline potential and perfected his self-created cultivation techniques. During that time, he grew rapidly.

During this period, the Sword Clan also launched a tentative attack on Xingcheng, which eventually turned into a full-scale attack.

With the help of the Misty Clan, Xingchen and the Sword Clan fought fiercely.

In the face of the strong Jian Ji at that time, even if he joined forces with the Misty Clan, it was still very difficult for him to deal with it.

Just as the battle was about to collapse, the magic knife appeared again.

It was also the appearance of the magic knife that gave them time to breathe.

After the battle with the magic knife, Jian Ji was seriously injured again. Even if the magic knife was repelled, he could no longer take care of Xingcheng.

Relying on that time, the little guy and the Lord of the Mist launched a slaying action against the Sword Clan.

At the end of this battle, the sword clan was almost completely destroyed, and only Jian Ji was able to escape.

But Jian Ji, who lost his clan, became even more terrifying.

Without the care of the clansmen, Jian Ji's destruction of Xingcheng has become more and more crazy, and it is often committed, which has brought irreparable losses to Xingcheng.

Star City also gradually declined during that time.

Even the Misty Clan is dragged down by Xingcheng, and can only send forces every time to help Xingcheng fight against the crazy Jianji.

Such days lasted for more than a hundred years.

In the end, the Lord of the Mist made a decision. He decided to sacrifice himself to fulfill the future of the two races.

A killing game against Jian Ji began to be arranged.

In the end, the Lord of the Mist died in battle, and the little guy killed the seriously injured Jian Ji with his own hands.

After the war, although the humans and the mist people won the final victory, they also paid a heavy price for it.

Star City almost turned into ruins, more than half of the soldiers were killed or injured, and a large number of innocent residents of the city were also affected.

In the end, the Misty Clan took the Miracle Will Orb and decided to continue to develop the Clan in the years to come, and then wait for the resurrection of the Mist Lord.

The little guy led the rest of the human race and began to relocate to Dawn City.

The area of Dawn City is far less than that of Star City, but the reduction of the territory is more conducive to defense. At the same time, as a new city for mankind, Dawn City has a more complete defense system and an underground shelter.

In the years to come, the little guy led the human race to fight against many races.

Human beings also ushered in rapid development during that time, and their comprehensive strength became stronger and stronger.

Until Moyue appeared and ate away the sun little by little.

This process is full of despair for humans and Zhang Daowen. They can only watch the demise of the human world, but there is nothing they can do.

Especially the final battle between Mu Xuan and Mo Yue.

The beast tide in the domain that covered the sky and the sun came from across the space. Humans could only curl up in Dawn City, fearing whether tomorrow would come.

When Mu Xuan fell, the human cultivation system collapsed.

That is, since then, the little guy began to create a new path of cultivation and growth tailored for human beings.

The brand-new ice-type cultivation method is actually not suitable for human beings, but now it has become the only way for human beings to grow in the new world illuminated by the black moon.

As for the mist people, they lost contact after the death of the mist master.

There is no space channel to connect with the Misty Clan in Dawn City, and the only stable space teleportation array is still left in the ruins of the ruined Star City.

The little guy tried to repair it, but found that even if the stable teleportation array was repaired, the connection with that end was cut off.

The guess given by this little guy is that maybe the mist clan on the other end of the teleportation array has relocated... or it may have been invaded by a strong clan and perished.

The little guy tells about the past, looking at the dim sky in the distance, his eyes are full of memories.

Feng Qi sat beside him and listened silently.

He could feel the bitterness of the little guy leading the rise of the human race.

After he left, the new generation management of Star City took his place and carried the Dawning Banner to lead the human race down. After this generation left, the little guy carried the Dawning Banner until today.

The human race is weak, and neither the bloodline potential nor the cultivation method can compare with the domain strong race.

It was almost the little guy who carried the progress and growth of the human race and resisted thousands of invading enemies.

Therefore, he is respectfully called the ancestor by the future people, and he is the Dinghai Shenzhen in the hearts of the human race today.

"Xiaowen, you've worked hard." Feng Qi thanked him sincerely at this time.

"Uncle Che... I'm getting old, I'm afraid I won't be able to go very far."

Hearing these words, Feng Qi suddenly fell silent.

In the story of the little guy, for more than a thousand years, he has fought with many powerful enemies of the clan, and has also plundered other clans in order to obtain resources. In the battles, large and small, he has left many dark diseases on his body.

To be able to stand up to this day, has reached the point where the fuel is almost exhausted. Even if you want to keep going, there is nothing you can do.

When Zhang Daowen said "I'm getting old", Feng Qi saw exhaustion and unwillingness in his eyes.

"I failed your expectations and failed to lead the human race to the top."

While speaking, Zhang Daowen, who was already grey-haired, suddenly became more choked up, and tears flashed in his turbid blue eyes.

Feng Qi didn't know how to comfort him.

For Zhang Daowen at this time, protecting the human race is no longer a responsibility, and leading the human race to rise is not just to inherit his will, but to become a dream and expectation in his heart.

Although the tortoise has a long life, it still has its time.

At this time, the little guy is like a candle in the wind, and it is difficult to continue to lead the human race.

Losing Zhang Daowen, the patron saint, is even more of a nightmare for the human race.

In this cruel new world surrounded by powerful enemies, there will be no way out for the future of mankind, and all future efforts will be like a dying struggle until the destruction of civilization.

He understood Zhang Daowen's unwillingness, but he could not give any guarantee and comfort.

At this moment, Zhang Daowen, with tears in his eyes, turned to look at him:

"Uncle Qi, the superimposed effect of your negative emotions should be more serious."

Facing the question, Feng Qi nodded:

"After reading the memory of this timeline, the superimposed effects of negative emotions have already appeared on me."

With that said, Feng Qi raised his right arm.

I saw that there were black marks on his right arm, spreading from the palm to the shoulder.

Zhang Daowen nodded at this time:

"Uncle Mi said that he took you to the Heart Refinement Platform of the Blood Soul Clan in the last timeline. At that time, I thought that Uncle Mi was still colluding with Grandma Wei Wei and continued to weave lies for me... Now I can be sure, UU reading www.uukanshu.com I know where the blood soul clan is, maybe I can take you to experience the challenge of heart training again, although this cannot eradicate the influence of negative emotions on you, it can help you suspend the impact of the superposition of negative emotions."

"Okay." Feng Qi nodded decisively.

Zhang Daowen grabbed Feng Qi's shoulder at this moment, stretched out his hand and pushed it forward, and the ice mist spread from his body and swept forward, tearing a space black hole not far ahead.

Zhang Daowen grabbed Feng Qi's shoulder at this time and led him into the space passage.

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Yesterday a lot of people said that I was out of chapter, and today I have all kinds of diarrhea, and I almost collapsed.

I feel that your long-range curse is so strong, it was passed on to me in the dark, I am afraid, and I will never dare to break it again.

Look for opportunities in the past few days to explode.

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