In Zhong Shenzhou, a figure is slowly moving on the plain that cannot be seen at first sight.

The hair is messy, and many places are formed into whole pieces, with beards all over the temples, and the whole head is like a dirty ball of hair. Not to mention facial features, it is difficult to even see the nose.

The body was even more ragged, the soil was rotten from leaves, and even the feces of livestock, which was indescribable.

This person is Chen Pan, who has been introduced to Zhongshenzhou by the White Tiger King's personal guard for more than half a year. At this moment, he seemed to have recovered a little and no longer recited "No, no", but the habit of robbing filial piety when he saw it still has not changed.

Moreover, he was confused and not sober enough.

"What should I do? It's been so long, but it still hasn't improved." The old antiques in the stone axe space were very anxious.

He passed on Chen Pan's skills on Wuji. In fact, Chen Pan was like his disciple. He used to want him to learn to be independent, so he had strict requirements. Seeing that Chen Pan seemed to be in a slump, how could a master not be in a hurry?

Sanchi Jian frowned. Although he was a little anxious, he was obviously much better than the old antiques.

"What are you anxious about? Didn't you see that he has improved? You no longer talked nervously."

This comfort means nothing, and the old antique is still restless: "I have found so many children, why haven't I found Lin Yuting?" Sanchi Jian said. If it could have a strong mental impact on Chen Pan, it might be able to recover.

If Lin Yuting could be found, it might really make Chen Pan improve.

Sanchi Jian asked in confusion: "How do you know that I haven't found it yet? I don't understand what this guy is judging whether the child found is Lin Yuting?"

As the saying goes, normal people will never know what the madman is thinking, and the same is true for the three-foot sword. Since Chen Pan went crazy, his telepathy has lost its effect. No matter how he senses, it is just a mess. He cannot detect Chen Pan's inner activities at all, and he cannot know why he is judging whether the person he found is Lin Yuting.

Three-foot sword is not clear about this problem, old antiques can't figure it out, and there is another more heart-wrenching question: "Their relationship is a little different now, and Rulin Yuting has become a man. How can they get along with each other in the future?"

The Three-Foot Sword was also stunned. There is no gender in the origin of life. The probability of reincarnation of men and women is half, and no one can guarantee it.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and after a while, he said with a smile: "Let's have fun. Long live love. You're not guilty of having fun."

"What did you say?" The old antique naturally couldn't understand.

"It's nothing, you don't understand if you say it, wait, someone is here." Sanchi Jian suddenly frowned.

At the same time, Chen Pan also stopped because a person appeared in front of him, a woman as beautiful as a fairy.

He was wearing a green scattered flower skirt, a pink flying gauze, and a wisp of golden silk smoke tied around his waist. Almost a bit of black hair tied a knot on the top of his head, and the remaining long hair was floating like a waterfall.

The willow eyebrows are curved and the nose is elegant. The pink cheeks are crystal clear as jade. The eyes flow, the gentle and tenderness can be seen.

Such a woman is extremely beautiful, as if a fairy from the Nine Heavens descended to the mortal world.

"It's her" old antique was shocked and a little unbelievable. Although he believed that if he knew Chen Pan's situation, the woman would definitely come over. But at this moment, even if he had been with him for so many years, if he had not known the details, someone would have told him that this was Chen Pan. I'm afraid he would not believe it.

Chen Pan looked at the woman in front of him, his wandering appearance suddenly became quiet, his empty eyes gradually became more and more energetic, his face was like a circling expression, and finally he finally stopped. He said slowly: "Miss Ji...Miss Ji"

The woman in front of me was nothing but Ji Xuefu who said she wanted to wait for him back then. Now Ji Xuefu is no longer the jasper of the little family back then, with a clear and beautiful appearance, and a stunning and stunning temperament. She also has an indescribable graceful temperament. Even A Xuan was far inferior to Ah Xuan back then.

When Chen Pan said, the first thing that was excited was the old antiques in the stone axe space. They could hardly speak: "Effective...effective, really effective"

There is no doubt that Ji Xuefu's appearance had a great mental impact on Chen Pan, which made him sober and recovered greatly. At least he could recognize who the person in front of him was and even said different things.

Ji Xuefu's eyes were filled with tears and she whispered: "Christ Chen...Young Master Chen, you are back."

There was no surprise on her face, only surprise. No matter what Chen Pan became, she would always be the young master Chen in her heart. She would not feel unbearable because of his sloppyness, nor would she feel that she was no longer as old because of his embarrassment.

As Chen Pan thought back then, he can now make many women in the world fall in love with him, but there is only one person in the world who can fall in love with Chen Pan, which is Ji Xuefu.

Today, I am afraid that only Ji Xuefu can find Chen Pan and recognize Chen Pan under this situation. No one can compare to this point. Even Lin Yuting, who died on Chen Pan, would never reach this level without the Concentric Lock.

Chen Pan nodded gently: "Yes, I'm back."

When I parted and left for five hundred years, the sentence "I'll wait for you" seemed to echo in my ears.

Five hundred years later, when they finally met, Chen Pan's heart suddenly felt like a mountain collapse and a tsunami, and gradually woke up from his confused state. Even though he had not fully recovered, he was much better.

"I wanted to go to Lianfeng to help you back then, but... I can't get over," Ji Xuefu said softly.

At this moment, she was not the ruthless fairy who was turned into a verbal look on the cultivator in the world, but just a woman who had just started to fall in love. When facing her sweetheart, she couldn't even say something clearly.

"I know, you have helped me a lot." Chen Pan nodded slightly.

When he was fighting with others at Lian Peak, Ji Xuefu also fought a life-and-death battle with others outside the sky.

Without seeing the process, but only knowing the result, Ji Xuefu killed Emperor Yuan. It sounds light, but it is self-evident that he killed a legendary strong man like Emperor Yuan at the realm of a saint.

There is no need to explain the reason, everyone in the world knows it, and Chen Pan also knows it, it is for himself.

"I know, she is dead... I didn't use her, nor did I think about harming her," Ji Xuefu said again.

Chen Pan nodded again: "I know you won't do this, she is not dead, she will survive."

Ji Xuefu frowned slightly, not knowing what Chen Pan said, but she dared to feel that his condition was not normal, and asked in a low voice: "You have injuries on your body, can you go back to Junguanglou with me?"

Chen Pan shook his head: "I'm fine, I don't have to go." He just wants to be quiet now, not to enter the right and wrong place like Tiandu.

He paused for a while before he plucked up his courage and asked, "I want to go home. Are you still willing to go back with me?"

He once asked a similar question, more than five hundred years have passed, will the answer be the same?

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