Three months have passed since the battle of time, and both the Earth and the Demon Spirit Kingdom have spent a rare peaceful time.

However, Li Xiu, who fought with Li Boyang, seemed to have disappeared from the world and disappeared again.

Because the dragons had no leader, Changshengtian finally formed the Changsheng Hall Council by several powerful people at the level of the gods, and used the voting system to decide the important decision of Changshengtian.

Although no new president was selected, a saint was established, with Li Qingyi as the first saint.

"Sister, do you think Li Xiu can come back?" Han Sanpao asked Han Minghui who was making tea.

"Do you want him to come back?" Han Minghui said without raising her head while making tea.

"Of course I don't want to think about it anymore. He won't come back. Our Han family is now one of the giants of Changshengtian. If he comes back, we will be as surrender as before." Seeing that Han Minghui didn't say anything, Han Sanpao continued: "I think he shouldn't be back. The president is just unlucky, otherwise he would be the one who died. Although he is not dead now, he must have suffered extremely serious trauma and it may be difficult to recover, otherwise why wouldn't he go back to Changshengtian to recover from his injuries."

"Do you really think the reason why the president loses is because he is not lucky?" Han Minghui put the brewed tea on his lips and tasted it. After putting down the tea cup, she said lightly.

"Isn't it? Li Xiu himself had a condescending problem. If the president hadn't made a mistake in the end, Li Xiu would have died." Han Sanpao said.

"You are still too young. If you want to make some use of something in the future, you still need to think more and say less." Han Minghui said.

"You have to be careful and have never heard of it. You can only think and not say it. Otherwise, if something happens, not only you will die, but the Han family will also have to be buried with you. I told you this because I am afraid that you will be talking nonsense outside. Do you understand?" Han Minghui said seriously.

No one else asked Li Xiu about his injury again. They talked about the past. Everyone talked and laughed, and had a meal until midnight.

The strongest swordsman in the world actually appears here to play football on his behalf.

"Can you play football?" The captain of the injured boy team asked Li Xiu.

"It's not that I'm apart. I'm just a little tired. I want to take a break for a while. When I have enough rest, I'll pick you up." Li Xiu said with a smile.

"Can you still activate the magic equipment?" asked Ximen Guan.

"Okay, I'm good at this, I'll get some good meat first." Jiu Xiaoyun said as she handed Zaizai to Li Xiu.

The members of this team were very depressed. The captain was thinking about what to say to make the elder brother not hurt his self-esteem, but suddenly someone patted his shoulder.

Seeing that although Li Xiu's spiritual character was full of charm, the strokes were obviously not smooth, the eighth Master knew that Li Xiu's situation was not optimistic.

The dead are the heroes, and the living are only one person, and people will criticize them.

"What's the difference between whether he comes back or not? In your opinion, Changshengtian is the foundation and lifeblood, but for such a person, Changshengtian is nothing! If he wants it, the whole world belongs to him." Han Minghui actually swears.

"Ahem, I'm old and don't want to do so many things. I originally just wanted to take a look outside and leave." Ximen Guan walked in with a light cough.

Master Eighth looked at the spiritual words on the table, and after a while, he suddenly said, "Fourth Brother, I know who the person you want to ask is. It's just this word, I can't test it."

"When did he take the risk?" Han Minghui couldn't help rolling her eyes when she saw this younger brother so unconscious: "From beginning to end, has the president really threatened Li Xiu? As for that cosmic coin, you have to know that it was originally Li Xiu's thing. Do you really think the president's death was a coincidence?"

"Ordinary magic outfits are OK now, but magic outfits like thrush are probably not OK." Li Xiu said indifferently: "There will be no longer needed in the future. The wreckage of the thrush demon outfit is in the house. You can take it back, and it may be useful."

Jing Li's expression changed slightly when he heard this. Li Xiu said it easily, but he knew what it means to have worse memory and control. But this time, Jing Li didn't say anything more.

"Let's get on." Jing Li kicked off again and said to Li Xiu next to him.

Jiu Xiaoyun hugged Zaizai and pushed the door open, followed by Chu Jun, Sha Chu, Sha Lai, the Ye brothers and sisters of the bandits and Jing Li.

Li Xiu reached out and dipped some tea, and wrote a word "spirit" on the table.

"I have played before, but I haven't played for many years, so I didn't play well." Li Xiu replied.

Li Xiu smiled and said, "You are here just right, I'm just about to find you to test a word."

"Jing Li, how are you practicing the knife?" Li Xiu asked with a smile when he saw Jing Li standing aside.

"If she wants, let her take Zaizai with her. If one day, she doesn't want to take Zaizai with her, she must give Zaizai a place to go." Li Xiu said.

"City Lord, I don't understand the control techniques of magic equipment. Can you stay here to ask you for advice?" Ye Xiyuan was too young after all, so the first one couldn't help but say angrily.

"I don't understand, what did I say wrong?" Han Sanpao said unconvincedly.

Li Xiu nodded, got up and walked over, took the jersey handed over by the injured boy, and put it on himself.

The man raised his finger at the captain, made a gesture of silence, and then said gently: "Can I let me play football on your behalf?"

"Okay." Li Xiu nodded with a smile.

But such terrifying existences appeared on the football field one by one, saying something to the teenagers on the football field, almost all of them thought they were in a dream.

"Is the impact great?" Jing Li asked again.

"You have given Li Boyang a chance, he is the one who is trying to die by himself..." Ximen Guan said angrily: "It would be fine if he is trying to die by himself, but he will cause trouble for others after he dies. It's a pity that those two girls are such a good child."

"Okay, just replace Zhao He." said the captain.

The young men had long discovered the young man, not because the young man was so conspicuous, but because beside him was a woman with scars on her face and looked very fierce.

Time is like a memory. When you look back and see it, youth has become a beautiful memory and can only be recalled in a cup.

"Test a person's good or bad luck." Li Xiu said.

Although the others in the yard were doing their own things, they were listening to the conversation between Li Xiu and Jing Li. When Li Xiu said this, many people paused.

"Why can't he kill?" Han Sanpao still didn't understand.

Eighth Master wanted to say something, but opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything. He got up and prepared to say goodbye. But after leaving a few words, Eighth Master turned around and sat back next to Li Xiu, saying with a sad face: "I'm a fucking indulgence, I have to test this word."

"Forget it, I can't explain this kind of thing clearly. You can solve your own affairs by yourself. I just want to say that Li Boyang was not killed by you with your own hands. There is no need to delay you because of this matter. Don't talk nonsense, I'll leave." Ximen Guan said as he was about to leave.

In an old house in the town, Li Xiu was lying on a lounge chair by the pool, basking in the sun with his eyes closed.

Before they could say anything, Li Xiu said to Jiu Xiaoyun again: "Zaizai, please help me take care of you for a while."

"Okay, I'll write it down." Jing Li nodded, but looked at Li Xiu with some confusion and asked, "General, have your injuries recovered?"

The captain was a little surprised. Why did Jing Li not surround him here? Many of them regarded Jing Li as their idol.

"You mean... the president was plotted by Li Xiu..." Han Sanpao was interrupted by Han Minghui before he finished speaking.

"Also, Li Qingyi and Li Ming'er actually want to come, but they don't know how to face you." Ximen Guan said in a deep thought.

"If the beauty wants to stay, then I will stay and learn things too." Chu Jun said.

"I know, I was the one who made them embarrassed." Li Xiu sighed.

Seven or eight years have passed since the Battle of Time, and human society has long returned to the right track. The power of magic dressmakers led by Space City and Baiye City and the power of trialists led by Changshengtian each occupy half of the country. More and more excellent trialists and magic dressmakers emerge. The times are ups and downs like tides. The name of God seems to have become a memory frozen in history.

The eighth master smiled and pushed the door open and walked into the yard: "Fourth brother, don't call me that, it seems awkward. Let's call me Lao Wu."

"Xiao Xixi, you are still young, you can learn magic equipment skills at any time. Sister, I am so old, it will be too late if I don't practice well. Do you think so?" Sachu said with a charming smile.

"Sister, don't worry, even if this is rotten in my stomach, I will definitely not be able to spread a word." Han Minghui couldn't help but ask again: "Li Xiuzhen is so powerful, why didn't he come back?"

"Don't worry about this. As long as I am here, Zaizai will definitely have support." Jiu Xiaoyun said confidently.

The teenagers woke up as if they were dreaming, and they all started shouting, shouting the names of those people.

"When...of course..." The captain immediately took off his jersey and handed it to Jing Li in front of him with his trembling hands. He felt as if he was dreaming.

"I understand. My research will continue. When you can help you in the future, you have to go back with me." Ximen Guan said stubbornly.

"I won't leave, you need someone to take care of you." Only the bandit dared to say so bluntly in front of Li Xiu.

After the battle of time, Li Xiu was almost a god, but human feelings for Li Xiu were very complicated.

"Although Li Boyang didn't say it, I know that he actually had the opportunity to kill me and take away gold coins and use the energy of this world to cast cosmic coins. It was just because Qing Yi and Ming'er and others, so he didn't go that way." Li Xiu said.

"You said you would never be separated from me again." Xiaobu'er refused to go over and bit her lip and questioned.

Suddenly I heard a knock on the door, and a familiar voice: "Chief, are you there?"

"Fourth brother, what do you want to test?" asked the Eighth Master.

These people are either good or evil, and some of them are simply hostile. They actually play football on a court. I'm afraid no one will believe it if they say it out.

"Is there really no way?" Jing Li didn't see it like Li Xiu, and said with a frown.

"You won't take revenge anymore?" Li Xiu asked with a smile.

"Let's come here." Shalai shouted from the opposite side.

The bandit was holding a little girl, and the little girl was naturally a small step.

After a while, all the teenagers on the field were replaced, and they watched the people appear on the field stupidly.

Li Xiu took Zaizai and hugged it in his arms. Looking at her tender pink face and her eyes as bright as stars, she seemed to be feeling much better.

"For this, I have to take risks with my own life. Isn't this possible?" Han Sanpao didn't quite believe Han Minghui's judgment.

With one hand, Li Xiu smiled and said, "No need to test it, leave me some thoughts."

"This is what you said. You can't speak without counting. Let's hook it." Xiaobuer walked to Li Xiu, stretched out his little finger, and his little face was full of seriousness.

"You go back too." Li Xiu said to the bandit.

Soon, these teenagers discovered that the young man looked quite solid, but his football skills were bad. He was unstable in receiving the ball, inaccurate in passing the ball, and even worse shots. Once, the captain tricked the goalkeeper into passing the ball to his feet. He was already facing the empty goal close to him, but he just missed it.

"This is not a football game... These people... These people can directly blow up the earth..." A young man couldn't help but moan and scream.

The Eighth Master smiled bitterly, wiped the blood beads from the corners of his eyes, and stood up and said, "The auspicious person has his own appearance, so don't worry too much."

Li Xiu sat up and said with a smile: "Go back? Where to go? This is my home."

"Go back with me. I am now studying spiritual things. There will always be solutions." Ximen Guan said.

"It seems that your situation is bad." Ximen Guan walked to Li Xiu and looked at him and said.
To be continued...