Yan Lu's breath was stagnant, his eyes flickered, and under a pair of golden robes, there were iron fists tightly held.

Finally, he nodded silently and left silently...

With Ren Jie's words, Yan Lu didn't dare to do anything to Ye Weiyang.

Ren Jie knew very well that the problem of the human race lies with the Tianmen Church.

The sword light sealed in the chest can also fall on Yan Lu and the others...

There is a problem with Yan Lu, but the problem does not lie with Yan Lu, Nian Chu and the others.

If Yan Lu is killed, another pope will appear, endlessly.

The real problem lies with those people who believe in the Holy Heavenly Gate and regard those with the magic contract as their enemies.

These people are not a minority, even more than half...

The concept in my heart cannot be broken, even if I kill Yan Lu a hundred times, it will be useless...

And under the current post-war situation, Ren Jieruo killed Yan Lu as a devil.

It will definitely tear Daxia apart completely and trigger a civil war among the human race.

He has done it countless times...

After this battle, the human race... indeed survived, but it only survived...

The problem is not solved, but becomes more serious.

Ren Jie knows how to go in the future, and acting on impulse will only ruin the start that Lu Qianfan sacrificed his life for.

Watching Yan Lu and others leave coldly, Ren Jie raised his hand to seal off Kui's collapsed heart.

Her body was also severely damaged during this battle, and she had to rest for a while.

Ren Jie took a deep breath, looked at the corpse stitcher, Fang Zhou, Yuntianyao and the others, and gave a forced laugh:

"Everyone... let's go back to Xia Jing first. There is still a lot of work to be done after the war. There is no need to waste time here."

"As for me... I won't go back to Xia Jing just yet. I'm a little tired and want to walk around. I'll go back after I've had enough shopping..."

However, as soon as these words came out, no one moved, and everyone's eyes fell on Ren Jie...

With heartache and pity.

This battle was indeed won, but it drained Ren Jie's energy and energy. He was no longer as naughty and funny as before, and his little mouth seemed to have been tempered with poison.

On the contrary, he was so calm that it made people panic. He methodically dealt with the trivial matters after the war and arranged everyone's whereabouts...

The Night King left... Lu Qianfan also left...

There is no news about the team that entered the Eternal Gate...

The people who used to accompany him are no longer by his side...

This year...Ren Jie is not yet twenty years old...

On his shoulders, he already carries the future, and he is already the chess player...

How...how could he bear it?

When Ren Jie saw that no one was moving, he couldn't help but laugh: "Why are you all looking at me like this? Don't worry, I can still do stupid things?"

"I'm just simply tired and want to take a walk..."

"If you don't leave, then I will leave!"

As he spoke, Ren Jie turned around and walked towards the foot of the mountain in the distance...

Seeing this, Kui kept silent and followed him with his sword.

She couldn't read the atmosphere, let alone the faces. She only knew that she had to protect Ren Jie every step of the way and prevent him from getting hurt in any way.

However, as soon as she took two steps, the corpse stitcher held down her shoulders...

"Stop following him. Just give him some space. He now... needs to be alone and calm down..."

Aoi didn't understand this, but she had no choice but to listen to the corpse stitcher.

Fang Zhou sighed with emotion: "When a man sits alone on the steps and lights up a cigarette, perhaps he is making an important decision about the direction of his life."

"The moment this cigarette is finished, the decision...has been made."

"This...is a man."

"It's a pity that the boy has a lighter on him, but he doesn't smoke..."

The corpse stitcher sighed:

"The word he said the most just now was, don't worry, but the more he said that, the less worried I became..."

"He...could he be hiding secretly and crying?"

Fang Zhou raised his eyebrows: "No... Do you want to bet?"

But Yuntianyao gritted his teeth and raised his hand to give each of them a big slap.

"What a bet? Are you two out of your mind? Come back to Xia Jing with me!"

A few flashes of inspiration revealed that the border was deserted...

Ren Jie walked silently in the wilderness, not knowing where he wanted to go or where he should go...

This journey has no destination.

I saw Ren Jie walking casually at the foot of the mountain, kicking a stone on the roadside, kicking and kicking, until he kicked the stone into the lake...

Standing by the lake, Ren Jie looked at his reflection in the water, smiled, and then murmured silently:

"My face... is really ugly. I thought it would be reassuring when I smiled, but... my smile turned out to be so fake, haha~"

Pick up a stone at random and throw it into the lake. The splashing water destroys the reflection in the lake...

Ren Jie turned around and walked towards the mountain behind him, picking up a straight wooden stick along the way and sweeping it towards the grass on both sides.

The sound of "Whoosh~ Whoosh~" came through the air, cutting off all the vegetation along the way.

His nickname as the Sword Master of Experimental Elementary School was not for nothing.

Ren Jie didn't know what he was doing. Time shouldn't be wasted like this...

But...he wants to take a walk...

Walking all the way to the top of the mountain, Ren Jie hugged his knees and sat on the edge of the cliff, looking at the surging sea of ​​clouds and the red leaves below, all over the mountains and forests...

He let the mountain breeze blow through his hair...

It was said on TV that if you shout out...it will feel better, right?

But Ren Jie opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word or shout a word.

I just sat on the edge of the cliff a little disappointed, piled up the gravel, made a mani pile, and then pushed it to...

Abruptly, Ren Jie stood up suddenly, opened his arms, closed his eyes, and jumped head first down from the cliff.

"boom!"

Debris was flying and smoke was everywhere.

Ren Jie walked out of the bushes, his body was in a state of embarrassment, his clothes were covered with cockleburs, seedlings were hung, and his head was covered with a few fallen leaves...

"Hey...what the hell am I doing? So stupid..."

The swaying Ren Jie disappeared at the foot of the mountain...

In the blink of an eye...it was already afternoon, and Ren Jie came to a dilapidated land. There were ruins everywhere, and there was no trace of what it once was.

Ren Jie was sitting at the top of a collapsed wall, holding a dogtail grass in his mouth and looking at Jincheng not far away.

After wandering around aimlessly, Ren Jie instinctively came here.

That...where the dream begins.

The original Jincheng was shattered, and the current Jincheng was newly built and withstood this foreign attack. It is one of the few Spark cities that has not been breached.

At this moment, the garrison troops are cleaning the battlefield outside the city, eliminating danger...

The place where Ren Jie is located is the once prosperous Old World Street outside the city, but... it has long been deserted.

Ren Jie just sat here, looking at Jincheng quietly without going in...

Because everything in the city has changed, everything in the memory has been shattered and collapsed with the night battle!

The newly built Jincheng is no longer the one in memory...

"Hey~ Who is that? Stand there and don't move!"

The garrison discovered the anomaly and rushed towards it at high speed, but there was no one on the wall, and only a piece of dogtail grass fell on the wall...

The little soldier wiped his eyes, a little in disbelief.

What's going on?
Chapter completed!