The ancients thought that the world was vast and boundless because they could only use their feet to rush.

With the iterative update of transportation tools, the world gradually became the concept of "map" in the eyes of humans.

Yi Lin gradually understood why a huge world was just a small boat in God's eyes. Not only because this boat could be overturned by saying a word, but another important reason is that God's structure is very large, tall and large.

It took Yilin ten minutes to teleport several times, crossing the Himalayas, heading west, and reaching the border of the Death Tower District.

The light red "light curtain" is densely covered with bird singing of [NoPass], dividing the world in front of Yi Lin into two.

This is the boundary.

Yi Lin smiled slightly, reached out and prepared to cross the "border".

This boundary cannot block the "administrator".

As a civil servant, although he often has to make reports, check in to work, hold high and hug Xi, because of this, this has actually allowed Yi Lin to experience a long-lost "freedom".

No need for trials, no task, no longer struggle between life and death, no longer intrigue with others, simply, purely living.

This is "freedom".

"Ah! Free!"

Yi Lin opened her arms and inexplicably ignited the second soul of the middle school, ready to be a authority dog ​​honestly and cross the region.

But just as he was about to cross the border.

Yi Lin suddenly noticed that he had built a dilapidated stone house near Lake Balkash.

There was no "before".

In 2123, before entering the Goddess, Yilin crossed the border with Gu Tianqing and Mirien. At that time, he passed by Lake Balkash and had a delicious picnic.

Yilin stopped.

His eyes were staring at the stone house.

No, it wasn't "before" but it was there before, but in Yilin's "future", this stone house no longer exists.

A person walked out of it.

A woman.

A blonde woman.

...

"Don't you want your wife?"

...

"It's better not to have this wife!"

...

Yi Lin looked at the moment when the blonde woman stepped out of the stone house with expressionless expression, and her mind was tossing and turning with Pan Zhengyi's voice that deserved to be beaten.

"I'll fuck your uncle Pan Zhengyi."

Yi Lin cursed.

This is a big misunderstanding.

Yi Lin originally thought that when he came to the Tower of War, there would be clues about the resurrection of his deceased wife, Xia Ruxue.

But Pan Zhengyi may be really nonsense, or the "wife" he said was not the same person as the "wife" that Yi Lin understood. Forget it, no matter what, this time the misunderstanding was big.

The woman who walked out of the stone house was Mirien.

It was the Mirien who was at the end of Hell, who pushed him to the position of "Apocalypse Knight" with his own hands!

"Long time"

Yi Lin squeezed out a smile on her face. As soon as she said two words, she saw Mirien take a step. In the blink of an eye, she crossed nearly a kilometer and arrived in front of the border. Her fair face was close to the "border", only one centimeter away.

"Rin, you are still alive."

Mirien stretched out her right hand into the void, and around her dark hand armor, black lightning bursts into pieces, and the space shattered. Mirien pulled out a black and red sword from the crack of the space, emitting a strong and unknown aura.

This sword is exactly the same as the holy sword of Milien back then, but the whole sword gives people a completely opposite feeling.

Mirien smiled coldly and slashed at Yi Lin with a sword.

The dark aurora tear the earth apart.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Behind Milien, water columns dozens of meters high suddenly emerged on Lake Balkash.

Yi Lin's face changed. He recalled the fear that Mirien had cut off half of his sword and quickly retreated.

bite.

The terrifying sword was blocked by the light curtain, and Yi Lin realized that Mirien could not cross the border.

...

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

The current scene seems a bit ridiculous to outsiders.

On both sides of the border light curtain, Yi Lin sat here, watching Mirien punching the border.

The font of [NOPASS] keeps flashing, and the warning means obvious. The seemingly overwhelmed "light curtain" blocks the iron fist that is enough to break the mountain and break the stones.

Xiaoxi is awesome.

Xiaoxi, you are really awesome.

No wonder you are not worried about the Apocalypse Knights causing trouble, it is true that you have confidence.

Mirien has been pounding for half an hour, with the same posture and the same force.

"Rin, come here."

Mirien gritted her teeth and asked in a low voice.

Yi Lin shook her head: "When you don't beat the wall, I'll come over."

"Come here."

"You think beautifully."

"I'm in the name of "Million Artoria X", Rin, come here, I promise not to kill you."

"Then come here, I promise to kill you."

Ho~

Do you want to lie to me if you have even pulled out your hair?

Yi Lin knew that Mirien was still angry about what happened in hell, and being able to communicate with Mirien normally made Yi Lin secretly relieved.

He had never come to see her before, because he was worried that after becoming a "war knight", Mirien would become another person as if she had been "taken away".

But both Mirien and Gu Tianqing seem to retain their "self". As for why those masters did this, Yi Lin speculated that there are two reasons: one is that they disdain; the other is that retaining the original character and memory of the Apocalypse Knight will make the bet more ornamental.

Based on Yi Lin's experience in hell, he felt that the second reason was more likely.

Will they restless because of "ants" because of their "personality"? No, they won't, they will only silently adjust the multiplier of the bet.

Yi Lin has long been used to thinking from the perspective of others, or rather, his thinking pattern is gradually approaching "them" under the influence of various factors, so without spending many brain cells, Yi Lin understood their thoughts and hobbies.

Milien has been hit for three days.

She has been pounding the light curtain day and night for three days.

She was venting her anger and her depression.

Midway through, Yi Lin left. When he came back, he was carrying a wild boar that was tall on his shoulders, and his posture looked like an experienced old hunter.

The wild boar rolled his eyes, his hair was burnt and his epidermis was slightly black. If a forensic doctor came to test it, the wild boar was suddenly blown to death by the murderer.

This is the ingredients that Yi Lin has worked hard to get through thousands of mountains and rivers. It is so bitter and insignificant.

In front of Mirien, Yilin was in the wild, taking local materials, removing the hair of the wild boar, cleaning the internal organs, cleaning it, marinating, applying dipping sauce, sprinkling powder, and brushing honey.

The above process took nearly 40 minutes, and Mirien's movement of hammering the wall was a little slower.

When Yilin handled the complete wild boar and put the "special mountain-style honey roasted wild boar" on the barbecue rack and began to slowly control the heat by hand, Mirien's hammering wall movement completely stopped, and she watched Yilin's rotation of the wild boar with her eyes, her eyes floating up and down with the rotation frequency of the wild boar.

Yi Lin turned to the wild boar with his right hand, and the left hand emitted a glimmer of light. Under his control, the flames were getting bigger and smaller, and they changed into various colors.

Neither of them spoke, and they were completely quiet.

Until night.

Stars dotted.

Mirien was standing opposite her and sat for an hour.
To be continued...