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"Heaven has eyes, my big formation is complete!" Ji Chen followed closely all the way, his eyes were as bright as flames.

He seemed to come back to life again, the vitality of his whole body burned rapidly, and his aura climbed to the peak, sweeping in all directions like a wave, causing Baifeng City to be enveloped by an invisible coercion.

The foreign monks gathered on the Fengxian Tower and looked at the flames of the Ji Mansion, and suddenly felt palpitations.

Ji Chen should really be happy, he has been waiting for 100 years.

Things change and people change, and the life of a mortal is only a hundred years.

Song Qianji returned to Taohuawu, stopped under the peach tree, heard Ji Chen calling his sister, wishing he could pinch him and beat him up again.

He has seen Ji Xing's appearance when he grows up, and it is not difficult to pretend to be, but he has never seen Ji Chen in this life.

Ji Chen stared at "Ji Xing" intently, as if afraid that the person in front of him would turn into a wisp of smoke and be blown away by the wind, so he asked softly:

"Xiao Xing, is that you?"

The voice trembled slightly, like sadness or joy.

The night clouds move lightly, and the bright moon is far away.

Falling flowers flew like flames, and embers fell to the ground.

"Ji Xing" looked away, not looking at him.

The peach blossoms on the human face are red, and I am afraid that the meeting is just a dream.

Ji Chen blinked, tears flickering: "Your character has grown taller, and your hair has grown too, so good, so good."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and gestured, looking very clumsy.

The two of them were only ten feet away, but Ji Chen stopped moving forward, as if he didn't dare to take half a step across the sea, letting the falling flowers in front of him block his vision.

Being close to the hometown is timid, worrying about gains and losses.

Only "Ji Xing" said: "Your formation has been formed, and there is no need to kill all the remaining people."

Ji Chen seemed to be back when he was a teenager, with a naive smile, he repeatedly agreed:

"Okay, okay, I will do as you say. Xiaoxing, you haven't changed, you are still so kind! But me, I have changed..."

He looked down, as if he had done something wrong.

Song Qianji shook his head: "Killers will always be killed. I'm afraid you won't be able to turn around and ruin your practice."

Regardless of fantasy world or reality, the feeling left by killing with one's own hands is real. Excessive killing can easily drive a person crazy, just like him in Huawei Floating City.

Ji Chen smiled wryly: "What else do I have to practice. I live alone in the world, with no family or reason, wandering around the world. Now that Ji Guang and Ming are dead, and Ji's family is burned to ruins, what else can I ask for."

As soon as Song Qianji frowned, Ji Chen immediately apologized:

"It's my fault, I shouldn't say that, don't be unhappy. You used to ask me to be firm in my pursuit of the Dao, and pick a star for you after ascension..."

Song Qianji thought that Ji Xing is doing well, so I will cook noodles for you when I get back.

Responding: "Yes, have you forgotten?"

"I haven't forgotten!" Ji Chen looked at the person in front of him with a vague smile, as if lost in memory, "You were only six years old at that time, and you were already very smart. Ji Guang took the luminous jade pendant and lied to you that it was a star in the sky. You ignore him, you just play with me throwing stones and origami cranes, and you don’t allow them to call me trash. You say that I will be able to ascend to Taoism in the future, fly to the sky in the future, and pick a real star for you. These things I always remember."

"You also said that if you are gone, you will become a star and guide me every night. But there are so many stars in the sky, which one are you? I am too stupid to find it all the time."

Song Qianji was in a complicated mood, sometimes embarrassed and sometimes sad.

"You are really stupid!" he said angrily.

"I'm not stupid this time." Ji Chen said like coaxing a child, "Look what this is!"

He slapped the storage bag, and even sacrificed a huge "paper crane", which knocked down two peach blossom trees.

The crane body is wide enough to seat two people, and the crane neck is high, which is very airy.

"On my 16th birthday, the paper crane you made for me was broken by Ji Guang, and you kept crying. I promise you that I will make you the biggest crane in the world in the future. You can fly with open wings and keep flying To the ends of the earth."

Song Qianji couldn't laugh or cry, no wonder you folded my talisman paper randomly before, it turns out that you brothers and sisters have this hobby since childhood.

He took a closer look, and saw that the rare mithril and falling star iron had been polished to be as thin as paper, and assembled into a paper crane toy, with its wings crookedly spread.

The body of the crane is engraved with runes, and it glows with a layer of silver in the moonlight.

"Do you like it?" Ji Chen looked excited.

"Hi..." Song Qianji reluctantly nodded, "I like it."

Ugly is ugly, the material is quite solid.

It's a pity that these materials are not good for refining.

"Then let's go!" Ji Chen laughed loudly, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pull him.

Song Qianji's feet were empty, and he jumped onto the back of the paper crane.

The huge paper cranes waved their wings and rolled up the falling flowers from the sky.

"Where are you going?" Song Qianji was slightly startled.

Ji Chen shouted: "Sit still!"

The earth trembled, the peach forest collapsed, and the paper cranes flew into the sky.

Ji Chen sat in front of Song Qian's fuselage to block the wind: "The souls of the dead can't see the sun, so we will fly to places where the sun can't shine. I don't want to reunite overnight, I want you to stay in this world forever!"

The paper crane's wings spread wide, like a wandering moon, sprinkled the long silver light on thousands of mountains and valleys.

Song Qianji smiled and said, "Is there any place in this world where the sun doesn't shine?"

Why are you still treating Ji Xing like a child?

"Then we'll keep flying." Ji Chen smiled happily: "Xiaoxing, do you still remember your 13th birthday? You said the medicine was too bitter and you didn't want to drink it, so let me find some sugar pills. I took it by mistake. I brought you a particularly bitter elixir, and you beat me up hard. At that time, you were in good health, and you were strong enough to beat people..."

He didn't seem to expect a response from the people behind him, and he just recalled the past by himself, as if he had endless words to say.

Song Qianji had no way to interrupt, so he could only listen quietly.

Flying over the sun is just crazy talk, Ji Chenfei will stop when he gets tired.

Unknowingly, the paper crane spread its wings and soared away from Taohuawu and Baifeng County, and crossed rivers and mountains.

And Ji Chen didn't intend to stop at all.

"Ahead is the Dead Sea." Song Qianji said, "We can't get through, let's stop."

The sea was raging and billowing, and it was as black as ink.

The roar of sea beasts could be faintly heard from under the waves, the sound was like thunder rolling.

"Little Xing, sit still!" Ji Chen raised his breath suddenly, pushing the paper crane with all his strength, chasing the waning moon in the western sky.

Behind them, the twilight of dawn spilled slowly from the eastern sky like the shadow of death.

"Ji Chen, what do you want to do? Are you serious?" Song Qianji looked back, "You can't fly the sun!"

The dividing line between dawn and dusk opened behind them and approached rapidly.

The sun rises on the east bank and shines all over the world. Where is the sky and the earth not bright?

But Ji Chen stubbornly flew towards the end of the continent, looking for a place of polar night without the sun.

Moonset and sunrise are the fairest things in this world.

No matter you are flying a flying sword, a flying shuttle, a flying boat, a flying swallow, or any other weird flying magic weapon, no matter how fast you fly or how high your cultivation level is, time will never be faster than time.

Day and night alternate, heaven and earth reincarnate, how can you break free from fate?

Yin and Yang reciprocate, birth, old age, sickness and death, how can you keep the soul of the dead?

Ji Chen refused to admit defeat, his sleeves fluttered, his eyes were red, and the veins on his forehead bulged:

"Quick! Hurry up again!"

He desperately poured spiritual energy into the paper cranes.

"Crack!"

The huge paper crane broke through the night fog, its wings were overwhelmed, and it made a slight cracking sound.

The shadow of the moon in the western sky was blocked by thick clouds, and the Dead Sea was vast and boundless, like a black desert.

Suddenly Ji Chen tilted his body and almost fell off the flying crane.

Song Qianji hurriedly supported him from behind: "You are overdrawing your aura, you can't fly anymore!"

Ji Chen turned his head, grinned, and was about to say it was okay, but vomited blood.

Song Qianji was startled, grabbed the opponent's life gate, and sent spiritual energy: "Why is your spiritual energy violent and your vitality is passing away? When did it happen?"

He was furious, but Ji Chen was stunned: "You are not Xiaoxing."

Song Qianji was stunned: "I..."

Unexpectedly, Ji Chen didn't go crazy and make a fuss, but his eyes showed disappointment.

He said softly, "She doesn't have such a thick aura."

"When did you get hurt?" Song Qianji smashed and wiped away his disguise.

"Yin and yang are reversed, karma burns the body, and there is no turning back when you open the bow. Once the formation is activated, it must absorb the vitality of living people. It is not the life of the people in the formation, but the life of the main formation."

Every time Ji Chen said a word, a big mouthful of blood gushed out, and in just a few moments, he had already turned into a bloody man.

Song Qianji hated that iron cannot be made into steel: "How dare you use such a sinister evil method?!"

He fed Ji Chen the elixir, but Ji Chen tilted his head, letting the medicine fall into the dead sea.

"I want to try." The man's luxurious purple-gold robe was soaked in blood, and he began to stutter: "Thank you. You let me see her again. It turns out that there are people in this world who are as sincere as me." Miss her."

His eyes drifted, as if drifting to the end of the continent:

"I remember the first time I saw you in the Fengxian Tower. You are so heroic. You are so heroic. Now you are pretending to be my sister in order to fulfill my wish... After I die, you go to Baifeng Mountain, and you follow the path I left. If you use the mark, you will be able to find my array inheritance, magic weapon and treasure."

The first ray of light at dawn still spread over, illuminating Ji Chen's pale cheeks.

They sat on the crumbling flying crane, exposed to the rising sun, like two dying fish.

Song Qianji said with difficulty: "I can let you see Ji Xing again, as long as you believe in me."

"I don't believe it." Ji Chen shook his head, "I'm about to die, you don't have to lie to me anymore."

Song Qianji's eyes were slightly red: "You don't believe that I am your friend? From the beginning to the end, you didn't believe it at all?"

Ji Chen doesn't believe it, how can he save him?

Do you want to watch his life die?

"Brother Song, I used to believe it, but now I don't believe it. When Xiaoxing was alive, I was useless, an out-and-out trash. After Xiaoxing died, I only had hatred in my heart." Ji Chen could hardly speak. The words can only make a breathy sound like a gossamer.

"Look at my whole life, I have been muddleheaded, crazy, not a good person, and I have never done a good thing. How, how can I deserve such a good friend like you? Could it be..." He raised the corner of his mouth, "Is it because of the virtues accumulated by the ancestors?" ?”

Song Qianji's eyes were warm, Ji Chen's face became blurred, and he could only hear him muttering:

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."

"You have to believe it if you don't believe it!" Song Qianji gritted his teeth, and a talisman flew out, "Come back to me!"