Chapter 1503-Returning to the Fishing Village

elieve the contents of the letter and went directly to the government for verification, but the cadres at the bottom of the government did not know that we existed. You know what I mean "" got it.Wenq..."what am I supposed to do"

Lingbao Tianzun took out a cloth bag from his sleeve and solemnly put it into the arms of the king's noodles. "what I say next, please listen carefully."

the voice of Lingbao Heaven reverberated in the main hall. After hearing this, Wang Mian was stupefied for a while.

"is this really feasible"

Lord Lingbao nodded, "going back to the past more than a year ago, it was enough to consume most of your life. If you don't minimize the influence of cause and effect, you may run out of life directly and never come back."

Wang Mian looked at the cloth bag in his hand and mused for a moment. "I see."

"go ahead."

Lingbao Tianzun stood in front of the Dan stove and waved to the king's noodles.

Wang Mian holds the cloth bag between his palms and takes a deep breath. The circle of time in his eyes rotates in reverse quickly, and the law of time stirs in the hall!

the time and space around the king's face is rapidly distorted, and a crack spreads behind him. Before that, he only went back one day at most. Now the law of time makes it possible to go back in time for a long time.

A silver hair fell from his head, and the wrinkles on Wang's face became denser and denser. He felt the crazy passage of Shouyuan in his body, but he did not feel distressed at all. instead, he revealed unprecedented expectations in his muddy eyes.

as the distortion of time and space becomes more and more intense, the rift in time suddenly breaks open, engulfing the figure of the king's face!

after the king's noodles disappeared, the time of the whole hall returned to normal, and in the silence, only the flames of the Dan stove crackled.

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the river of time retreated rapidly at the foot of Wang Mian, making his body a little unstable.

A canoe was sketched out of nothingness with his fingertips down, carrying his figure against the river of time, and the timeline of the past vanished in his eyes.

the king sat on a lonely boat, coughing violently, his eyes fixed on the upper reaches of the river of time, as if looking for something.

finally, his eyes lit up, his body was driving a lonely boat to some section of the long river of time, a time crack opened in front of the boat, and his body disappeared in it.

the river of time receded behind the king, and now he was on a silent sea, surrounded by hazy fog, and the foggy wall of the summer border loomed in the distance.

Wang Mian's face glowed with joy.

he succeeded.

with the help of the law of time, he goes straight back to the history of more than a year ago, at this point, the [masked] team is still trapped in the time cycle of the fishing village, and neither the night watchman nor the great summer gods have noticed the place.

"cough."

now the king's noodles are much older than before, like an old man about to be buried, just coughing twice, as if he were about to cough his lungs out.

Wang Mian felt his physical condition, and looking back for more than a year directly cost him at least six years of life. Had it not been for the fact that the Queen Mother of the West had given him a flat peach before coming, I would have feared that the rest of his life would not be enough to return to the future timeline, let alone save the mask.

A fog of blood burst on Wang Mian, and returned to his body in time. Wang Mian, against the body of Huadao, drove into Daxia territory little by little, and soon saw the familiar coastline.

as his body broke into the fishing village, Wang Mian clearly sensed the changes in time and space, and he knew that he had entered the cycle of time.

Boom--!

Earth-shaking explosions explode from the bottom of the sea, and a dazzling circle of time starts from the sea and spreads rapidly around!

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the king drifted calmly on the sea in a lonely boat, not only did not avoid it, but sailed toward the circle. As the silver ring slashed across his body, the time around him changed rapidly, directly ignoring the circle and moving on.

on the edge of the coast, shouts resounded through the sky:

"Vortex!" What are you doing! "

"Captain. It seems that this time, we are really going to fail here. We [masked] team, we have to leave an only child, right "

"but."

"there is nothing wrong, Captain. You are the man who wants to be the god of time in the future. How can you die here" And, ah, can't you travel through time If you really get out of here, just come back and save us later.

Captain, remember, as long as you don't die, our [masked] team won't die! "

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"run! Captain! Run. As long as you can beat the river of time, one day, we will all come back behind you! "

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hearing these familiar words, Wang Mian's body shook. He looked blankly at the edge of the coastline, and two lines of muddy tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

A light and shadow of time flashed across the coastline. In the past, Wang Mian stepped into the human ceiling, ran better than time, and left the fishing village cycle. Almost at the same time, a silver ring swept across the earth, and the originally noisy coastline was instantly silent.

Wang Mian's hands trembled slightly, and the lonely boat under him rowed across the waves and slowly docked on the shore.

his bent body rose hard from the boat, propped up his body with a Yi kite, and walked to the brand-new land. Now there was no figure beside the coastline, not even a corpse.

the cold sea breeze brushed the silver hair of the king's face, and the lonely gray cloak swayed silently in the wind.

"Vortex, moon ghost, sandalwood, star mark, rose, balance." The voice of the king's old face sounded hoarse along the coastline, and in his tearful eyes, the circle of time flowing slowly,

"I …" Won the race. "

he took out the cloth bag from his bosom, and his low voice echoed between heaven and earth:

"Soul returns -"

as the voice fell, several vague ghosts flowed back out of the long river of time, and they surrounded the king's face as if in cheers, as if in shock.

under the pull of mysterious forces, they were sucked into the cloth bag. The king gently tied up the opening of the cloth bag, took the Yi kite out of his arms with the other hand, stabbed the earth at his feet, and a deep gully suddenly appeared on the ground.

Wang Mian buried the cloth bag in the ground and whispered, "Sorry, I can't take you directly through time. I wronged you for staying here for a year. In the future, I will bring you back with my own hands."

bury this cloth bag, Wang Mian hangs the Yi kite back to his waist, the law of time swings again, and the next moment his body disappears without a trace.

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more than a year later.

an old man in a gray cloak returned to the land.

as he coughed, he dug up the soil here, and as the soil layer gradually descended, a familiar cloth bag appeared in his field of vision.

A smile finally appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth.

he trembled and took the cloth bag out of the ground, his turbid eyes reflecting the glimmer of light in the sun, and he whispered,

"Welcome." Go home. " as Anqingyu now.anxiety, confusion, self-doubt.if he hadn't gone through the battle to defend the monument, I'm afraid he would still be trapped in these negative emotions.Lin's eyes became complicat...