The morning of the new day did not shine with bright sunshine as usual, but instead there was a layer of frighteningly thick dark clouds hanging in the sky.

Di Xiusuo and Yang Feng were sitting in the private training room of the gym. After a few days of eating and drinking, they originally planned to spend more than a week, but now they can only survive from Di Xiusuo's pocket.

Four days.

Now on the small table in front of them were a few fried dumplings with a fragrant smell. Next to the fried dumplings were a few bottles of beer that was about to expire at a low price from the supermarket.

"Drink slowly. They didn't tell me anything special today. It seems to be quite peaceful. I guess there won't be many days like this in the future." Di Xiusuo said, filling himself up with wine.

"I didn't drink much at home before. I only went out to drink with my parents during weddings and events in the village, but they didn't let me drink more." Yang Feng sipped the wine, his face expressionless.

"It's okay, now my master lets you drink, just drink freely!" Di Xiusuo said carelessly, and took out two bottles of beer from the box under him and put them in front of Yang Feng.

Yang Feng felt that this guy simply couldn't drink anymore.

Probably because Di Xiusuo's drinking capacity was really not that good, they just drank a few bottles of beer while eating fried buns. Disusuo's words and conversation became "abnormal", although he had not lost the most basic logic.

But Yang Feng felt that it was almost time for this guy to fall down on the table and fall asleep.

"Okay, you have to go home later, so drink less." Yang Feng said and looked at Di Xiusuo.

In fact, he had no intention of saying this, because he was afraid that Disiusuo would readily agree and then push his wine to him.

But Di Xiusuo shook his head, as if he was a decadent middle-aged man who had everything going wrong.

"Don't worry." When Di Xiusuo said this, he looked as if he might fall on the table at any time. He shook it a few times like a tumbler and poured himself some wine. "My body is flowing.

This is the blood of the Hurricane family, and even this little wine is not enough to quench my thirst."

Yang Feng was speechless for a while, he thought, it seems that Di Xiusuo will not be able to go back today.

"Did you think Master was about to fall?" Di Xiusuo staggered his head over and looked at Yang Feng with his bloodshot eyes.

"You know how drunk you are, I don't care about you." Yang Feng finished speaking coldly and continued to sip his small drink.

"I'm fine. I can't go out today anyway. It's either raining or snowing outside. We can't just go out and have a snowball fight like children." Di Xiusuo said with a melancholy look on his face as he looked at the dark clouds outside the window.

Yang Feng is silent every day.

"Actually, this war will not start quietly and then end quietly. It is like a ghost from the old era. We, the older generation of exorcists, are no longer useful, so

, the end of the war depends on you young people." Di Xiusuo said deeply, the emotions expressed in his words were not at all like what a drunk person could express.

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment. Although Di Xiusuo said so affectionately, in fact, there are no young people in the new era. There are only two people, he and Fang Wuhan, and their goals are not the same.

Yang Feng's ultimate target is the three rebel ministers of the Origin God Clan.

"As for some words, I also said to Fang Wuhan that this war between gods and demons seems to be silent, but in fact it is really an undercurrent. Do you think that we can turn the tide of the war with the magic that can control the elements?

Justice must prevail; but in fact, the devils don't take us seriously at all. Death can happen to us at any time." Di Xiusuo held his cheek sadly and told his story.

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"You have been involved in this war. It is indeed a choice of fate. You think, you and Fang Wuhan originally knew a very ordinary little boy in this world. He was the choice of the Soul of Emperor Han, and you were the hunter.

The choice of the Soul of God, from the moment they choose you, means that you will take another path, a path like me where you will lose your life at any time."

"Yeah." Yang Feng nodded symbolically and said nothing more.

Di Xiusuo let out a long sigh and suddenly took out a student exercise book from the inner pocket of his clothes and handed it to Yang Feng.

"What is this?" Yang Feng hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took the notebook.

"The hurricane family sword manual hand-drawn by my master, this is the most powerful set before the forbidden technique."

But when Yang Feng opened the exercise book, he was shocked by the abstract style of painting on it.

If it weren't for the usage and strength analysis of knives, Yang Feng would have thought that this was a painting practice manual for primary school students or even preschool children.

Because Yang Feng had painted such things when he was very young.

"Don't think the painting is not good, I drew these strokes according to the knife manual." Di Xiusuo said, pointing to the workbook.

"Is this specially prepared for me?" Yang Feng was a little flattered, carefully rolled up the homework and put it in his pocket.

Di Xiusuo was stunned for a moment, "Well, it's yours now anyway, I won't take it back, but I only have one request, that is, only you can see it. Although this sword manual is in the public sequence,

I still don’t want outsiders to know about our family’s sword skills.”

Yang Feng nodded, "I understand, but do you know the above sword skills?"

Speaking of this, a look of pride suddenly appeared on Di Xiusuo's face, "Of course, our Hurricane family is a famous family of swordsmen."

"Ha, then you are willing to give me the sword manual, it's really touching." Yang Feng said with a smile.

Di Xiusuo smiled slightly, "It's not because I like you, like Fang Wuhan, who can float in the sky and play magic, but he won't learn the sword manual if I give him it."

"Okay, then I'll practice here when I have time." Yang Feng said, fixing his eyes on the training ninja swords in the corner of the training room.

At the same time, there were heavy slapping sounds on the floor-to-ceiling window next to it, and huge raindrops began to fall from the sky, hitting the huge glass.

"It's raining heavily, have you brought an umbrella?" After Yang Feng finished speaking, he stood up and looked next to Di Xiusuo, but he didn't see an umbrella.

"It's okay, I have a way to go back as a teacher." Di Xiusuo looked at the heavy rain outside the window and smiled softly, "Yang Feng, look, each of us is a composer of this world. Normal people have normal lives.

We have our mission, we compose the world, and destiny composes us. It is through this causal relationship that we have those mythical history books."

"Well, what do you want to explain?" Yang Feng asked doubtfully.

Di Xiusuo let out a long sigh, stood up on his knees, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, "I want to say... the fate of each of us has been decided long ago. Even if there is a small episode during the period, the fate of life will be different."

It's not a big deal. Recently...I always feel a little uneasy. It's obviously not the first time I've fought against those demon kings, but...I just...have a feeling...that I'm about to die soon. It's strange.

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"You must have drunk too much..." Yang Feng smiled bitterly, stood up and walked to Di Xiusuo's side, lying on the guardrail in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with him.

Di Xiusuo shook his head repeatedly, "My premonitions are usually very accurate. Maybe the disaster will only happen to me. I also hope that this is the best; I told you before that those demon kings have taken advantage of the demons."

The reason why the nest is stationed in this city is to eliminate the two biggest stumbling blocks between me and Fang Wuhan. They are afraid of Fang Wuhan's strength, and I can only use clever tricks to deal with those demon kings, so they

You are not afraid of me."

"Then why don't you and Fang Wuhan join forces and unite, and then call your brothers over?" Yang Feng suggested.

"No, no, no, that will harm everyone. Those demon kings know that Fang Wuhan is still young. To them, Fang Wuhan is a very threatening mobile energy bank. But I am different. I don't have

Fang Wuhan can destroy a city with just a wave of his hand, but I know too many secrets of the God Realm, so even if the demon kings choose to defeat them one by one, they will definitely attack me first." Di Xiusuo said.

"It's okay, you still have me. You already know my strength. Even if I'm not as good as Fang Wuhan, the three of us combined can be more than enough to defeat those five demon kings." Yang Feng whispered.

"Look, there are five demon kings in total, and there are only three of us. Do you think they will give us a chance to stand together? It's just like when you lured the tiger away from the mountain in Africa, and you were in danger in the mountains north of the city. This is not

Coincidentally, we have always been part of the plan of those five demon kings."

"We obviously have the strength, why don't we take the initiative to attack? Yesterday you said that Fang Wuhan took the initiative to blow up the Demon Nest. I think this kind of play is okay. Since we have an advantage in strength, why do we have to be passively beaten all the time?

?" Yang Feng frowned and looked at Di Xiusuo, who looked drunk.

But Di Xiusuo smiled bitterly, "You think we have an advantage in strength, but are those five demon kings really that weak in your mind? Now that the demons are in a sealed state, we are all fighting so hard. If

If it grabs the handle and absorbs part of the power, it will have the ability to break through the seal..."

Yang Feng pursed his lips and looked serious.

"Okay, it's getting late. I just remembered that there are clothes hanging outside my house. I have to go back and take a look." After Di Xiusuo finished speaking, he patted Yang Feng's shoulder, his face was flushed.

A smile appeared on his face, "I'm optimistic about you. You have to be a person who can write the world, and you have to use your strength in the right place. Even if one day I suddenly disappear, you have to be used to it.

Work hard, because our enemies never stop."

Yang Feng watched Di Xiusuo staggering towards the clothes rack at the door and hesitated to speak.

"Not the end of every old era means the beginning of a new era; the collapse of the old god's throne does not mean the emergence of a new king, because success only belongs to those who can control their own destiny. You have to work hard, don't be like me.
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