"That's right, I've cried together."

“Sure enough, the most complicated thing is the human heart…”

Xia Wuyou and Huang Zhen looked at each other, and facing Xia Wudi's almost staggering footsteps, they followed up without hesitation.

It's impossible to beat.

But when it comes to talking, Xia Wuyou and Huang Zhen are really worthless.

Huang Zhen especially said that he was just a little bit wrong.

The walking Xia Wudi completely broke his defense. His originally calm face suddenly started to turbulently, and his rhythmic steps paused slightly.

It was the first time Xia Wudi met these "little friends" who grew up, and it obviously took some time to get used to it.

"Mu Tian, ​​I'm so shameless. I don't play according to common sense..."

After holding it in for a long time, Xia Wudi murmured anxiously, but then his mind moved slightly.

Can you do it yourself?

Xia Wudi thought about it and once again calmed down his mood. The momentum around him also rose and his steps became more and more cheerful.

Because he suddenly had a bold and mature idea.

Nan Mo frowned slightly in the central hall, and glanced at Chen Zheng who was comprehension. With his brows slightly frowned, the sword intent instantly turned into a sharp sword, which instantly pierced a pair of momentum in the air.

"Who is the person coming?" Nan Mo murmured in his heart, obviously leaving room for anything, but the puncture did not hurt the person coming. The deep purple emperor robe was obviously from the Xia family, but not anyone she knew.

He An had just recovered a little bit of energy. He slowly opened his eyes and felt the sword energy filled his body, and his whole body felt much more relaxed.

He didn't feel the pervading momentum, but he felt the sword intent that dominated the world.

"Who is here?"

He An was a little curious and looked outside, but did not find anyone. This made him hesitate for a moment, get up, and walk out of the side hall.

"I still value winning or losing so much..." Xia Wudi's aura was broken, and he shook his head indifferently and walked into the prison guard.

As soon as he stepped in, he paused slightly.

A familiar figure, even if it hadn't been seen for ten years, his eyes changed instantly when facing this person.

Become serious and sharper.

He used to be suppressed by the people in front of him, and he was suppressed for several years.

Although he is in Mobei now, he has never collected any news about the people in front of him. Everyone in the world said that he had enough talent, but after he learned about it, he just smiled it.

The man who had lost all his talents was far from knowing the horror of the people in front of him. He immediately decided that this was just a play by He An.

When I was young, how could I suddenly fall silent overnight?

Perhaps He An really doesn't have much presence in the past ten years, but Xia Wudi never believes that Jiang Lang's talent is over. This is just He An's own choice.

Xia Wudi...

He An stepped out of the side hall and looked at his familiar face. His eyes slightly sternly. It was obvious that this was another person who came to "visit" him.

He An was not a little prepared for Xia Wudi's arrival, but his instinctive reaction instantly made him look calm, as if everything was expected.

"The strength is definitely not just as simple as the eighth-grade Zhuanghe. Just the sword intent just now. If I had to target me with all my strength alone, I would probably have destroyed it with one sword..." Xia Wudi stood at the door of the Prison Division, looked at He An with a faint expression, but he had already been muttering in his heart.

Especially as He An raised his foot and was about to walk down the side hall, Xia Wudi's eyes flashed slightly, his steps suddenly shrank, and he turned around and finished in one go.

He came here just to see He An and touch him. He was originally going to talk a few times, but Mu Tian disrupted his rhythm.

He simply did the opposite.

Don't say a word or talk a word, just take a look, turn around and leave.

Even when he turned around, he saw the faint smile on He An's face froze on his face. After turning around, a flamboyant smile suddenly appeared on his face.

It was so happy...

With just this small detail, Xia Wudi was very happy and admired his wit.

What is not a win.

People are competitive, and they are normal.

In Xia Wudi's view, there is no win or lose in the world, so how can we draw? Even if we draw, we must decide a winner, just like him and He An.

This time, the other party was caught off guard by himself.

Good sign.

Xia Wudi's smile became more and more raging. Even Xia Wuyou and the other two who were watching from afar were looking at each other, as if they were upset about why they didn't think of this move.

This birdman...

The smile on He An's face stiffened for a moment, and his expression seemed to be light and light, but he was already cursing in his heart.

The chat directions that were originally prepared were full of thousands of "patterns" and countless drafts were all in my stomach, and I could only look at Xia Wudi's back silently.

But unexpectedly, he felt that he was ready, but the other party turned around and left, the kind that he didn't say a word.

He An is naturally not the one who sits waiting for "death".

"I met young, my youth passed by, and my life was ten years old, and I saw each other and didn't see each other, here..."

But He An was really very serious in terms of temperament. Looking at Xia Wudi's back as he turned around and left, he said lightly. His voice seemed not loud, but with the blessing of the sword energy in his body, it was extremely penetrating and his face was emotional.

Then he silently looked at Xia Wudi's back with his hands silently, as if he was appreciating, as if he was praising, and as if his old friend came for him. Although he had never said a word, thousands of words were only in that eye contact.

What can he do? These people who criticize people are all playing with the "pattern". Although he has a bad start, it is obviously not something he can control now.

Xia Wudi paused slightly and said nothing.

"Ten years."

After Xia Wudi walked out of the prison guard, he looked back, but He An had been blocked by the high walls, and his eyes were a little sigh.

This time he met, he came to see He An.

If He An had no such low self-esteem, he might not have been the same young man as he is today.

It was the mountain he looked up to, which made him never dare to take it lightly, and could only climb silently, just to reach the top and surpass the mountain he looked up to when he was a child.

At this sight, Xia Wudi understood very well that the mountains were still there, and his climbing path was still difficult.

Because of whether he saw or not, the "high mountains" were there, waiting for everyone to climb over "himself", but this mountain was a sword mountain. When he was a child, he wanted to climb over, but every time he was covered in bruises and exhausted both physically and mentally.

"So what about Daoshan..." Xia Wudi turned around and took a deep look, turned around and left.

Aohan Dao Mountain is vast, standing tall and sharp, showing its sharpness.

But even if it is Daoshan, he will break through.

People of our generation are afraid of a battle.

Xia Wuyou is not afraid, Huang Zhen is not afraid, Mu Tian is not afraid, Li Zhanchen is not afraid.

He is even more afraid.
Chapter completed!