"Master, you can't go. The people outside are not holding back anything. The sea tribe is waiting to surround you and kill you." Ji Dongsheng was full of murderous aura. He had never seen him look like this for many years.

"You have to go. No matter what their purpose is, you have to give them the opportunity to show it. Lin Yin, didn't you say you didn't go to the big city outside to see it? This time you take you around?"

When Tang Yu said he wanted to take Lin Yin to go, Ji Dongsheng no longer stopped him. He had only one request and he wanted to go too.

"You are the head of Linhai Mansion."

"I'll go with you, no one will spy on my place until I die."

"Too."

Tang Mupo also came back: "I'll go too."

Tang Yu was still lying in a familiar position that everyone knew. He kicked a little bit of the parasol and let the position below his neck to bask in the sun. This early autumn afternoon sun is particularly comfortable to dry. If there are some trees near your home, the smell of fallen leaves blowing on the fallen leaves will be filled with a unique and bleak smell of green plants in the air.

"If you want to go, just go together. Think about it, we have to go to the imperial capital before we go."

Tang Kapok reacted the fastest and his eyes lit up. With such a good opportunity, he had to make enough money in one go.

Tang Yuyong was about to take Lin Yin to go, giving everyone confidence. The tension that enveloped the pawnshop dissipated. No one thought he would take Lin Yin's safety seriously. If he dared to go like this, he would definitely be full of confidence.

At dusk, in front of the coffin shop.

Wanghai Town is very quiet, and it has been even more so recently.

The horse stools and small square tables prepared by Old Man Chao, Long Kang contributed several bottles of good wine, and Lin Yin served a few side dishes in the kitchen to give these three elderly people who were enjoying retirement life a drinking atmosphere.

Before he could drink a few sips, Long Kang was kicked away by Old Man Chao: "Stop eating and drinking here, go and collect debts for the pawnshop."

Yellow rubber shoes, old military pants, style and body shape always give people a feeling of being angry. No one would think so if he could see him being kicked.

On the terrace, Lin Yin and Tang Mupo were making coffee on the terrace. Tang Yu was not a good teacher. Based on Lin Yin's fighting style, Tang Mupo summarized some of her and Geng Poxiao's experiences and taught them to her by chatting while drinking coffee.

Old Man Chao asked with a few glasses of wine after drinking, a little timidly: "Those guys are not good at using their brains. Don't be upset with them. Once the portal is opened, the spiritual world will be really..."

Tang Yu smiled and said, "What the world lacks most is that it is good at brains. Besides, even if they don't understand or not, someone will tell them what is the real spiritual world. If I don't come out, how can those clowns jump out one by one? If I don't kill them, they will tremble. How can so-called big men appear? In the spiritual world, I am a death-taking act, a meritorious minister who was abandoned, and a 'messenger' used to maintain peace; outside the spiritual world, how long has it been since I really took action? I am no longer as scared as that crazy woman. The strength I can see is often a little shallower, and those who cannot see will scare themselves, becoming more and more afraid, so I have to make them go from fear to even more fear."

At that moment, Tang Yu showed a smile that Old Man Chao could not forget for a long time. When he swallowed the glass of wine, he could not feel the scorching heat, only the bone-bone coldness. Others don’t know what the man in front of him had done. As the real janitor who was guarding the "entry", Old Man Chao knew very well.

"The peace in the spiritual world for the past ten years is really what some people think, are everyone resting? Is it really the human race that has defeated all races? Is it really the human race that re-incorporated the sky into the territory of the territory? Is it really the completeness of the Lingyu District of the sea defense line the cornerstone?"

Old man Chao drank another drink.

"Those are three people and their fans. The man in front of him is not just the spiritual world."

"Have you forgotten it in less than ten years? Have you made them soar? The so-called powerful is just a ridiculous title that you claim to. Do you really think that half a step toward the power of the world can stand out?"

Old Man Chao was in a complicated mood. He felt that he should slap those who were inflated in the face and let them know what a frog in the well was. Only after it hurt would he know how hard-earned it is to recuperate; he also didn't want to make a big deal, and now the balance is more than just a spiritual world.

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Sang Yu returned to the imperial capital, and the first person to greet her was the old dean of the imperial capital. He stood face to face, and no one spoke first.

In the end, the old dean only sighed: "It seems that the so-called college no longer needs to exist. I, the old man, should give way, right?"

Sang Yu shrank in the cloak. Hearing this, he stood up straight and bowed respectfully to the old dean: "You will always be the mentor for all of us to practice."

The old dean shook his head and walked away slowly, unable to stop him. This was the final decision of most people in their building.

On his way home, there was a man waiting for him.

"Mag, others can't see clearly, you shouldn't." If the disheartened old dean is willing to say something to one of those people, there is no doubt that it is Mag who is the type of military advisor and counselor in front of him.

In a sigh, Mag and the old dean passed by, came specifically for him, without saying a word when they came, they looked at each other with a clear purpose.

Are you resentful? Are you unwilling to accept it? I will give you a chance to vent your dissatisfaction. After saying this, I will say it now. I will say it now, so don’t say it in the future.

The old dean smiled. That night, his courtyard at the Imperial Capital College disappeared. On the beach, there was an additional courtyard, just on the coast. When the tide was high, the sea water could be directly soaked one meter in front of the courtyard gate.

A chair, a fishing rod, sea fishing without any meaning is quieter than the imperial capital. There is no need to think so much. As the "old guy" who can be said to have been since the beginning of the era of spiritual revival, he feels that it is a rare relaxation now.

Although the storm is approaching, you can still fish with a cup of hot tea all day long. The tea can be kept hot, fishing can never be harvested, and sitting on this day can have no changes. It is also a kind of taste to watch the dark clouds gather and become stronger and stronger.

It's only ten years, just ten years. You haven't forgotten it. You just ignored some things. You want to be a person on the throne too much, you want to be someone on the throne too much, you want to be someone in film and television novels that no one dares to play, and you want to be arrogant and admired by thousands of people.

"The spiritual world is not that simple? Although I can't fully know it, I can still see a few things. There are not so many masters, there are not so many geniuses, there are not so many crazy dead soldiers who fight to the end, and there are no one who can make peace come in a sudden way."

The old dean looked at the cell phone on the tea table and the waves rolling in front of him. He hesitated and smiled self-deprecatingly, but still couldn't let it go.

He picked up his cell phone and sent a message to Tang Yu: "Tell me the truth, what else is there outside the spiritual world and the thousands of races?"

Soon, the message replied: "Ask aware of it."

The old dean's face was solemn, but hesitated for a moment and typed some words: "Then this time, those people may not be the ones who dominate."

"You can't stop it. Maybe we were wrong from the beginning. Comfort really destroys people's will. Human beings are also too forgetful. It's only a short ten years since the sea created a beach tourist area by the sea. If you take a plane, you won't travel. The city you live in is still there, and the comfort of life is still there. Spiritual warriors are the privileged class. Just stay away from them. Life is still the same. Life is still the same as the original life."

A voice came out. After hearing this, the old dean was silent for a long time. The tea was no longer hot and the fishing rod was no longer concerned. He just sat there in a daze. Whether he went to Wanghai Town or Tang Yu appeared by his side, it didn't take too long. He still chose this method and his attitude was very clear.

It was not until late at night that Tang Yu received another message from the old dean: "Promise me..."

What was behind the promise and what he promised him, the old dean didn't say it, but he couldn't say it, and he didn't have the face to ask for anything else.

It was dawn, Tang Yu and his group got up, tidy up their clothes, and saw that Old Man Chao opened the store early in the morning and looked at this side.

There is no hurry, the vehicle has been waiting, and the special plane has already stopped at the airport.

Seeing Tang Yu bringing Lin Yin and his apprentices into the car and leave, Old Man Chao's face relaxed most of the solemnity on his face. He quickly walked to the door of the pawnshop and leaned inward. Seeing Uncle Fu standing inside the counter, all the solemnity dissipated at this moment. He breathed a sigh of relief, his steps slowed down again, his eyelids drooped, and he surged up. He returned to the coffin shop, closed the door, and continued to take a break.
Chapter completed!