Ruins Secret Realm, Fifth Day, at noon.

Zhao Fan stood up and stretched out his arms, and his eyes that were as vast as the starry sky suddenly flashed with a hint of domineering that soared into the sky!

After enduring it for so long, all his internal injuries have recovered!

"Chun'er, Su Xi, it's time to go back to the center island." Zhao Fan looked sideways at the two beauties lying on his side.

"Brother Fan, are all the injuries really healed now?" Chen Chun'er asked.

Zhao Fan nodded slightly, and between his hand, he gathered a big hand with golden brilliance and slapped it at the ground outside the cave, and the mountain collapsed in an instant, as if an earthquake had occurred in this mountain!

If it weren't for the power of the half-step Martial Saint, it would never have been possible to produce such a movement!

Chen Chun'er nodded reassuringly, and a look of adoration rose in Su Xi's eyes, "Brother Fan, you must survive this catastrophe, I will wait for you in the Qinyin Pavilion." ”

"Okay, that's a deal." Zhao Fan raised his hand, took off the Jialan Sumeru jade around his neck and the Sumeru bag on his waist and handed them to Chen Chun'er, leaving only the storage ring from Gongsun Regret on his body.

This was broken by the Collapse Technique when he was bored in the cave before, and he has taken it for himself.

Then, Zhao Fan said to Chen Chun'er again: "If something happens to me, the imprints of Jialan Sumeru Jade and Sumeru Bag will both dissipate, and at that time, you will refine them, take the opportunity from them, and ...... them in half with Qinyin Pavilion."

However, before the words were finished, Chen Chun'er's figure flashed, rushed to him, and hugged him tightly with open hands.

Chest to chest, heart to heart.

Each can clearly sense each other's heartbeat.

"I won't let you say any more." Chen Chun'er looked at the face close at hand with a serious expression, she took a deep breath, and said: "I'm waiting for you, don't forget, there is Qianqian waiting for you to go home and marry her, and the old man, although he ignores you on the surface, but when he is at the mountain gate, he will mention you in less than three sentences." Besides, Seventeen and the big bald head will not accept that kind of result, don't let us wait for an empty game. ”

Zhao Fan's mouth moved twice, and in the end, he didn't say anything, only nodded.

At this time, silence is better than sound.

This may be a life-and-death embrace, which may or may not be mixed with other feelings.

It wasn't until five minutes later that Chen Chun'er reluctantly let go of her hand, "Sister Xi'er, let's go to the central island." ”

"Give me a minute, no, ten seconds." Su Xi also stepped forward and hugged Zhao Fan from the front, his eyes flashed with mist, and tears fell. She was really scared in her heart, afraid that she would never have the opportunity to hug this man who had conquered her entire soul unconsciously.

Ten seconds of silence were not as fast as imagined, nor as long as imagined.

Su Xi slowly lowered her hand, and she said with true feelings: "Among the people waiting for you, there is also me." ”

Even if she knew that after the other party returned, there was no other possibility for the two parties except friendship, and she had no extravagant hopes, all she wanted was to hope that Zhao Fan would be safe.

Moment.

The backs of Chen Chun'er and Su Xi gradually disappeared from the sight of Zhao Fan who was standing at the entrance of the cave, and no one said goodbye to the tacit understanding, afraid that it would become goodbye after seeing each other again.

Zhao Fan sat alone on the ground, but his heart was not lonely.

There was once a saying that it is not that butterflies can't fly to the sea, but that there is no waiting on the other side of the sea.

Now, Zhao Fan is the butterfly, this catastrophe is the sea, but on the contrary, there are many people waiting for him on the other side.

"They're gone, it's time for me to leave, in a day and a half, the star map will reappear, and my current creation point is 231, so let's make the storm more violent!" Zhao Fan got up, and his momentum was like setting sail and taking a meteor stride.

He wanted to raise the Creation Point under his name by a big cut before the seventh day arrived!