Long Xingyi faced countless troops, but turned around but disappeared. The exit was so anxious that he almost jumped up. He reached out to touch the original spherical object behind him, and there was nothing unusual. The exit disappeared out of thin air.

Seeing that the enemy was about to surround him, he was solo that he was clearly no match for the enemy. Long Xingyi sorted out his thoughts, gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and simply ran towards his slanting back.

If this is on the prairie, a person is chased by thousands of troops, it will definitely be a wonder. But now Long Xingyi is running wildly in the darkness of the sky and the sky is dark, and he doesn't know where the end is. At this moment, his mind is full of thoughts, and it seems like a blank, and many things are entangled in his mind, but he can't figure it out. It seems that he still read too few popular science channels. Why is it gone for a good exit?

Running like this is not a solution. Just when Long Xingyi was about to despair, he suddenly felt that there was no movement behind him. When he looked back, the thousands of troops just now suddenly disappeared. At this time, only Long Xingyi was left in this wormhole, both angry and annoyed.

Ma Mai Pi... I chased me for a long time, but disappeared without saying that I didn't even let go of a fart! Long Xingyi cursed in his heart. But the saint said, "I'm most afraid of the sudden quiet air." Long Xingyi calmed down for a moment, and the thumping heartbeat gradually slowed down, the quiet around him made him a little scared. He couldn't help but start to think about it.

It's over. I didn't know how far I had run just now. Thinking about it carefully, I can't tell the direction now. After Emperor Shaka moved his troops away, he probably won't open the passage again! The more I think about it, the more sad I feel, the more despair it becomes. As I think about it, Long Xingyi almost squatted on the ground and started crying.

When he was depressed, Long Xingyi suddenly heard some movement behind him again. He turned around in fear. Damn, could he send troops to catch up with him again? Is this going to kill me?

But when Long Xingyi suddenly turned around, he found that the other party seemed to be just an old man. In contrast, the old man seemed to be even more frightened when he saw Long Xingyi's appearance.

I'll go? In this time and space wormhole, is there a paradise, where there is still a yellow hair drooping hair, and he is still content with his complacent? Long Xingyi grew up and observed the other person, unable to think of the reason.

The old man was dodging in the darkness, and the surroundings were pitch black. He was not sure where Long Xingyi was. He seemed to be judging his position through the sounds made by Long Xingyi's subtle movements.

Long Xingyi stood up gently and looked at the old man in front of him carefully. He saw that he was embarrassed, thin, with sparse and messy hair on his head, his eyes were dull, his nose bridge was raised high, and his mouth extended to both sides of his face. Through night vision mode, Long Xingyi could not judge his skin color, but he felt a sense of familiarity, and his guardianship towards him decreased a lot without realizing it.

Long Xingyi turned on the small lamp on his chest. The old man seemed to be afraid of being stabbed by the sudden light and hurriedly covered his eyes. Long Xingyi took off his helmet and asked, "Are you a resident here? Local natives?"

"What stupid things are you saying? Can there be local residents in this space-time wormhole? Did you enter this wormhole from ancient times?" The old man tentatively opened his eyes. When he saw Long Xingyi's first glance, an incredible look appeared in his eyes. After two seconds of stunnedness, the old man suddenly asked, "Which era did you... come from and where did you enter this wormhole?"

"I don't know what era you were in the year 2017 on Earth." Long Xingyi answered truthfully. Under the dim light, he continued to observe the old man's appearance. The old man had purple-gray skin and his old look, which made people feel a little distressed. "In a desert on Earth, he was inexplicably sent to this time and space wormhole." Long Xingyi remembered that he had not finished answering, so he continued.

"I don't know why... I really don't know why?" The old man smiled bitterly, looked at Long Xingyi, turned around, waved his hand to keep up. "Looking at your appearance, you should be an interstellar agent, and you also provoked the Dark Head of State and were sent here?"

"Hey! You know a lot." Long Xingyi sighed, and began to feel that this old man was not simple. Could it be that he was also a paradise who formed a bond with the Dark Head of State?

"So senior, do you know how to get out from here?" Long Xingyi asked respectfully. He felt that the old man was more concerned about the era when he was teleported. He was probably a future person, or at least an alien from a planet with a higher level of civilization than the earth. In this way, he might know this wormhole a little more than himself.

After hearing this question, the old man laughed twice, and the laughter seemed to be hoarse. He closed his eyes, as if he was smelling something, as if he was recalling something, and as if he was judging something through his subconscious mind. Not long after, he raised his old arm and pointed at him and said, "That's right, that's right... Alas, I've been in the dark for a long time, thanks to my good sense of direction. As soon as the light is on, I almost can't find the way back."

Go back, where to go? There is no way to go? Long Xingyi thought, and followed without saying anything. The old man determined the direction, and then remembered the question Long Xingyi had just asked, and answered, "You ask me if I know? I know, but there is no chance. Even if I know, it will be useless."

Why is it like a tongue twister? What do you want to say? Long Xingyi thought to himself, and did not interrupt the old man, waiting for him to continue talking.

"This space-time wormhole is a natural phenomenon, a tunnel of time or space, composed of dark matter. Its entrance is usually a black hole, and the exit is usually a white hole. The entrance and exit appear randomly in the universe, unpredictable and extremely unstable. The Dark Head will forcibly distort a space-time wormhole by manipulating dark matter, causing it to create a fixed entrance and lure the enemy into the wormhole. Where to go out and what year it was, it is not entirely up to him to decide." As the old man walked, a small light spot gradually appeared in front of him. Long Xingyi looked at it and was very excited. Could this be the "white hole" that the old man just mentioned - the exit of the wormhole? He was about to rush up quickly, but he heard the old man speak again, so he had to continue to follow the old man patiently.

"Ah... I found it!" The old man also looked very pleased to see this spot of light, "My luck is a little better than you. When I was sent here, my place was a lakeside with water and trees, and the environment was pretty good!"

"Ah... this is not an exit." Long Xingyi repeated disappointedly: "In this time and space wormhole, time and space are both still. What is the meaning of mountains, rivers and deserts? What is the difference?"

After hearing this, the old man turned his head slightly and sighed, "It seems that you really don't know much about the rules of the wormhole in time and space." He continued to walk in the direction of the highlight and said to Long Xingyi: "According to common sense, the time and place of the entrance and exit appear are random. But don't worry, the wormhole in time and space will have an exit as long as there is an entrance. But this entrance can be controlled by the head of darkness, and the exit can appear exactly where and where it is not completely controlled by him. Especially in the location where it appears in this wormhole, he may not even know. Since he was transferred here, I have been trapped in this wormhole. I have been searching for a long time but have not found the exit."

"How long does it take?" Long Xingyi asked tentatively. He didn't know how long it would take to miss the exit this time. He would find it again next time.

"It's a long time." The old man suddenly stopped, turned his head seriously, and said to Long Xingyi: "Do you think I've known how long it has been in this time and space wormhole? I don't know, but how many years have passed now."

How many years have passed? Long Xingyi was shocked. When he went out, wouldn’t everything be delayed? Moreover, according to the old man, the exit was not fixed. In other words, he didn’t know when and where Yin Yuting was now. Long Xingyi suddenly became worried.

"And," the old man added: "There is no concept of time and space here, but the metabolism of biological organisms will continue. In other words, you still have to eat and drink water, and you will still grow old slowly, or even die here... Thanks to the fact that I teleported over, it was by the lake, which became a corner of time and space. There was plenty of water and there was also a green dragon tree. The honey pomegranate on it was a good choice. When I went out, I brought a lot of marching biscuits, which was a coincidence."

Long Xingyi didn't hear many things the old man said later. He had long been deeply confused and despaired. How many years would he stay here or even die here?

The old man seemed to see Long Xingyi's thoughts, sighed, and comforted him, "Don't be too desperate, I guess you must be lucky. Maybe in just a few months, you will find the exit and go out. During this period, learn from me, calm down, and devote yourself to practicing. What should be, will always come."

As the two of them talked, they had already walked to the corner of the oasis where the old man lived. In Long Xingyi's opinion, this place was indeed a paradise. Around a lake that was not big or small, there were a few fruit trees covered with scales. Maybe this was what the old man called the Green Dragon Tree!

"It is a blessing in disgrace that I can be teleported from here." The old man pointed to the fruit trees and said, "The Green Dragon Tree does not rely entirely on sunlight for photosynthesis. When the light is insufficient, it will absorb nutrients in the soil and can still grow well."

"The nutrients in the soil?" Long Xingyi thought for a while. What the old man said made sense, and it was useless to worry about this time and space, so he simply learned more about this gap in time and space, "It's been a few years, where did so much nutrients come from?"

"Hehe!" the old man suddenly laughed like a child and said, "Well... we have eaten so many fruits, and we have to return the things we discharged!" As he said that, he pointed to the small ridge of soil under one of the trees.

"Damn it! So you're a big earthworm!" Long Xingyi felt a little nauseous. But he thought, the ecosystem in nature also operates like this? Energy needs to form a cycle, otherwise how could there be a continuous supply of energy?

The old man walked behind a stone, took out a biscuit from a ragged cloth bag, and threw it to Long Xingyi, "Give it, are you hungry? This is a high-tech marching biscuit. Just eat a small piece and you can stay hungry all day long. But... don't forget to drink some water, this thing absorbs water very well."

Long Xingyi picked a leaf from the tree and went down to the lake to scoop a few sips of water. The lake water was clear and sweet, which made people feel very happy. He took a bite of the biscuits lightly. Before this, he didn't feel hungry, but when the old man said it, he felt hungry. After taking a bite of the biscuits, he soon felt something in his stomach bulge. Not long after, he burped and farted.

The old man looked at his appearance and picked a strange fruit from the tree that looked like a pomegranate but was very similar to a dragon fruit. He handed it to Long Xingyi and smiled and said, "It's good to fart, moisten the intestines and relieve bowel movements!"

Long Xingyi was a little embarrassed and raised her head and said, "It's strange, there is light shining in this forgotten corner..."

The old man ignored Long Xingyi's chat, but sat on the stone beside him, watching him swallowing the fruit in his hand, and asked with a serious expression: "How about it, since you are temporarily trapped here, it is better to concentrate on practicing like me. I will teach you all my life's learning. After you go out, you will have some chance of winning when you meet the head of darkness again."

"Have a chance of winning? Why are you getting this by Emperor Shaka?" As soon as you said this, Long Xingyi felt something was wrong. After all, he had good intentions, and it seems that he is good to him at present, so he shouldn't have exposed the shortcomings of the old man in front of him. So Long Xingyi thought about it and continued, "But that's right, if you don't have the ability, how could you give Emperor Shaka so much that you got you here?"

"Making a wormhole entrance requires distorting time and space." The old man explained patiently: "While distorting time and space require great dark matter energy. The dark head of state can not do such a thing every day. Every time he distorts time and space, he has to spend a long time to accumulate dark matter energy, and at the same time he has to bear the disaster that may be caused by distorting time and space. At this point, you and I should be considered unlucky."

"Okay! If you are really so capable and make Emperor Shaka have a headache for you, then I will take you as your teacher." Long Xingyi joked: "I thought the Interstellar Special Agents were a relatively high-end organization in the universe, but they would still have to become disciples."

The old man shook his head gently, "Learning is endless. Has the Interstellar Agents taught you how to restrain the dark head of darkness?"

As soon as he heard this topic, Long Xingyi suddenly felt energetic. He plopped and half-kneeled in front of the old man and asked, "Why, you are so powerful, can you resist the black death light of Emperor Shaka? I have never heard of it in the Interstellar Special Agents."

"It's just that you have a better grasp, and it's not necessarily possible to restrain it. In the end, it depends on your personal cultivation." The old man took a step back and said, then he smiled, "Is the interstellar agent very amazing? In terms of seniority, your Elder Durby is still my nephew!"
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