Qin Wuyou knew that he should have been brought to an illusion by the system, but this familiar scene still made Qin Wuyou sink into it.

The dean's grandmother sat in the yard for a while, reached out her hand, and touched the air, as if touching a child's head. She whispered.

“Worry-free.”

Hearing the dean's grandmother call him, Qin Wuyou hurriedly walked forward and squatted down. The palm just touched Qin Wuyou's head.

Looking at the old face of the dean's grandmother, he said, "Grandma, I'm here."

After touching the air for a while, the dean grandmother took her hand lonely. "I don't know if you are doing well there? Are you bullied?"

"Okay, Wuyou is living a good life, I just miss you very much. And I have come to the person I love here. She is a beautiful angel. If you see her, you will definitely like her. I will take her back to see you if you have the chance in the future, okay?" Although I knew that the dean's grandmother couldn't hear it, Qin Wuyou couldn't help but answer.

At this time, Qin Wuyou discovered that the dean's grandmother was staring at a small mound of soil under a tree. A small tombstone made of small wooden boards stood in front of the mound, which read "The Tomb of the Grandson Wuyou."

The dean grandmother said to the tombstone: "Wuyou, I feel that my old bones are almost out of reach, and I will not be able to survive for a long time. You are waiting for grandma there. Grandma is old and her eyes are not good. Don't walk too fast, otherwise grandma will not find you. When grandma arranges these remaining children, she will be able to come to you with peace of mind. You have to take good care of yourself there."

Hearing this, Qin Wuyou's tears couldn't help but burst out from his eyes, shook his head and said, "No, no, grandma, you are in good health and will definitely live a hundred years old. If you want to live well, Wuyou will definitely come back to see you, and you will definitely, grandma, wait for me."

Spring and autumn come, and half a year has passed. Every day after the dean and grandmother will come here to look at Qin Wuyou's tomb in a daze. She sits for a day. Qin Wuyou feels sad every day when she sees such a scene.

Today, the dean's grandmother never got up from the bed and lay on the bed looking at the ceiling.

"Wuyou, grandma has come to see you, the child has been waiting for a long time."

I reached out my hand and wanted to grab something, but finally fell down weakly.

Qin Wuyou knelt in front of the bed, tears wet his eyes, and roared weakly, heart-wrenchingly, and heart-wrenching pain.

"No!!" Qin Wuyou just knelt in front of the bed, and an hour later.

"Host, don't be sad. This is just a scene evolved from this system. It's not real."

Qin Wuyou wiped his tears, unable to bear to look at the deceased dean's grandmother. He walked to the stone bench in the yard and sat down, "I know, but I believe you won't take me to see this for no reason. This scene has happened, right?"

"No, there are so many worlds in the sea of ​​worlds. It's as difficult as a sea of ​​smoke. It's so difficult to locate a specific world. The system cannot locate the previous world at present. This is just the situation that the system calculates the most likely thing and thus evolves."

"Predict? In other words, it will definitely happen even if it doesn't happen now, right?" Since it is a calculation, it may not be correct. Wouldn't there still a chance to make up for it with yourself?

“There is a great chance, yes.”

"No, no, I don't allow it. I don't allow my grandma to leave the world alone. System you must have a way to go back, right? Help me. I want to go back, please help me." Qin Wuyou stood up and shouted loudly.

"Don't be excited, this system is sorry, I can't do anything about it."

"Can I never go back?" Hearing that the system was helpless, Qin Wuyou was desperate. He couldn't even do it. Can he go back by himself?

"No, the system cannot do it, but it does not mean that the host cannot do it. As long as the host is strong enough, there is nothing impossible. Not to mention looking for a small world across the sea of ​​the world, it is OK to cross the long river of time across the domain and fish a dead person out of the long river of time and resurrect it."

"Let's talk about whether I can reach that level. Even if I can, when I have that ability, I'm afraid it will take tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands or even millions of years. What's the point of going back then?"

"The time flow rate in each world is different. Maybe a day passed in the previous world, and ten thousand years have passed here. And even if it is not, the system said it? At that time, you can also return to the long river of time in that world to catch people. As long as you have the strength, everything is possible."

Qin Wuyou looked back at the dean's grandmother's room, and showed a firm look and said, "System, let's go back."

As Qin Wuyou finished speaking, the scene in front of him began to shatter, and Qin Wuyou returned to the room again. Qin Wuyou found that he was still keeping his previous appearance and leaning against the head of the bed.

"How long has the system passed now?"

“Four hours.”

"Fortunately it's not a year. If I were so idle for a year, that girl from Lingxi would not be anxious to die." It seems that the flow rate of time in the environment is different from that in the real world.

Qin Wuyou got up and walked to the balcony. The dawn sunlight broke through the darkness. Looking at the trial tower not far away, I wonder if he still has the courage to challenge again. However, it was a shortcut to become stronger and complete the system tasks. However, this experience deeply touched Qin Wuyou. He wanted to go home. When the dean's grandmother was old, he could not let her leave the world alone and helplessly. Then he had to challenge.

"The system will pack a cigarette for me, and you can just deduct any tasks."

Soon Qin Wuyou had a pack of cigarettes and a lighter given by the system. Qin Wuyou had smoked cigarettes before, but because no one cared about it, he was curious why so many people liked to smoke. So he tried it, but he didn't like the taste, so he didn't smoke again after trying it once. Now he missed it a little, that taste.

The fire of the lighter ignited, and the irritating smoke poured into the lungs.

"Hu" highlighted a breath of turbid air, as if he wanted to exhale his troubles. Qin Wuyou sat on the balcony, looking into the distance, one after another, and the sun rose higher and higher.

"Wuyou, why are you smoking here?" Lingxi's familiar voice came from behind. Lingxi quickly walked forward and took away the big cigarette in Qin Wuyou's hand and slashed it out.

"Wuyou, don't smoke, it's bad for your health. What's wrong with you?"

Qin Wuyou turned around and looked at Lingxi wearing pajamas. He patted the location beside him, "Lingxi, you wake up. It's okay, I just look at the sunrise and sit."

After Lingxi sat down, Qin Wuyou asked, "Lingxi, are you afraid of death?"

Ling Xi looked at Qin Wuyou in confusion, not understanding why he suddenly asked this. He thought for a while and said, "I was afraid before I became an angel warrior, but now I am not afraid. I am an angel warrior. We angels will die for justice. Death in battle is the highest glory of an angel."

"Don't be afraid of life and death for the sake of faith?" After that, he sat quietly and looked in the distance. As the sun rose, there were more and more pedestrians and vehicles on the road. Seeing that Qin Wuyou stopped talking, Lingxi quietly accompanied him. She knew that Qin Wuyou must have something to worry about, but he didn't want to say it, so he didn't ask anymore, as long as he could accompany him.

Originally, she wanted to ask what the giant tower was not far away, but why it appeared overnight, but now she forgot to ask.

After a while, "System, show me the properties panel of Lingxi."

“Name: Lingxi

Race: Angel

Age: 1031

Cultivation: The second generation half-angel

Skills: Flame attack, angel fighting technique, sky blade judgment, time and space wings, microwormhole handling technology.

Item: Cutting-edge weapon x1

”

"What a monotonous attribute panel. Is it true that the second and a half generations? I was still a little angel who had just entered the second generation before. What level of the second and a half generations of the system is equivalent to the martial arts I practice?"

"It is impossible to compare, the two practice directions are different. The host is the cultivation side, while the angel is the technology side"

"Can't compare? The system can't detect her combat effectiveness?" Qin Wuyou was stunned when he heard the system's words.

"Yes, but the technology side mainly relies on external conditions to engage in large-scale battles, and its own strength is not very strong. It is impossible to define the corresponding realm of the host's cultivation. For example, the third-generation angel can use the Tianblade celestial body computer to launch the Tianblade Great Judgment. The destructive power can be similar to the full-strength attack of the first monks entering the Dragon Realm, but their own ability is far from reaching the Dragon Realm. The time for launching the Tianblade judgment is too long, and during this period, a Divine Bridge Realm can easily kill it."

"There is also the same for example, Kaisha in this world, her combat power is not very strong. Even if she uses silver wings, she can only fight with ordinary Taoist palace cultivators, or even weaker. However, she also masters the ability to judge a large sky blade, and can easily destroy a planet. Her sacred body has some of the blood-drop rebirth characteristics of the Saint Realm, but she is not as indestructible as the Saint Realm, and her soul is also fragile. The main soul cultivator in the Taoist Palace can easily annihilate his soul, and no matter how strong his body is, he will die. Therefore, it is impossible to accurately compare with the cultivation test, and the directions of the two are different."

"Which is stronger between the two?"

"It's hard to say. Overall, the cultivation side is stronger. If the technology test does not cultivate itself, and if the law is not emphasized, the fifth generation of angels will come to an end, but the cultivation test has infinite possibilities."

"Okay, then can you convert Lingxi's combat power into the realm of my cultivation? Without calculating the celestial computer."

“

Name: Lingxi

Race: Angel

Age: 1031

Cultivation: Early stage of the Fate Spring

Skills: Flame attack, angel fighting technique, sky blade judgment, time and space wings, microwormhole handling technology.

Item: Cutting-edge weapon x1

”

"In the early stage of the Fate Spring? It's okay. My strength is not weak now. With the blessing of the Chaos Body, there is no problem in killing the ordinary Fate Spring Realm with all firepower. What I lack is combat experience, otherwise it would be useless if I can't use it."
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