You calculate it again." Yang Zheng was a little annoyed. He really didn't want Mixue'er.

Zi Xin looked at him and didn't understand this kind of relationship between humans, but she still calculated it again: "It's her, that's right."

How could this happen? Yang Zheng pinched his eyebrows in annoyed manner.

Legolas, Yulei, and even Mo Bingyun all seemed to be better choices, but the compass chose Mixueer. Yang Zheng also knew that there was no way to change it, everything was destined, but he didn't know how Mixueer's petite body could take on such a big responsibility.

He stretched his brows and made up his mind: "Since that's the case, I will take Mixue'er with me."

Mixue'er stayed in the Southern Continent for Rachel to take care of her, so she had to go to the Southern Continent to meet her before leaving. Since the itinerary has been finalized, neither Yang Zheng nor Zixin will be delayed, so she will set off soon.

Yang Zheng's changes this month were amazing. His strength had reached another realm and touched the edge of mythical figures like Yun Zhongjun, so he just acted like a boat and arrived at an island. Then he and Zi Xin abandoned the boat and marched with their unique methods.

"You hold my hand, you may not be able to adapt to it for the first time." Zi Xin stretched out a hand.

After Yang Zheng grabbed it, he took a deep breath: "I can do it."

"Releasing the spiritual energy, wandering through the meridians of the hands and feet, and then enclosing the surface of the body through the pores, feeling the air flow, and you can fly like a bird."

As soon as Zi Xin finished speaking, a cloud of blue smoke was covered with her body, covering her whole body. Yang Zheng's thoughts were changing. He also imitated her like that, and his whole body opened its pores. His body suddenly lightened, and his lightened lightened with a faint golden smoke flowing on his body.

Then a great force came from his palm, and Zi Xin had already pulled him to fly into the air. For the first time, Yang Zheng was as clumsy as a big bird that had just learned to fly, crooked and twisted. If Zi Xin had not been pulled by his hand, he would have fallen into the sea.

"Don't think deliberately, close your eyes and relax your mind. It's enough to feel the breath of the wind." Inside your ears are the words of Zi Xin's guidance.

Yang Zheng closed his eyes, the wind flowed around his body, and his mental power was released on the surface of his body, capturing the rhythm of the wind to his mind. Slowly, Yang Zheng's mind gradually became quiet, immersed in the call of the wind, and the mental power on his body could control his body to integrate into the wind. Glide forward with the flow of air.

This is an extremely wonderful experience. Humans can always envy birds flying freely in the sky. That is the yearning for freedom and a broader world.

With the development of technology, humans flew into the blue sky with airplanes and other external objects. However, no one could fly in the blue sky with their own communication with the wind. Yang Zheng fell in love with this feeling instantly. No wonder humans pursue power, just to gain these privileges that ordinary people cannot get.

After getting familiar with the feeling of communicating with the wind, he opened his eyes and felt another wonderful feeling.

This continued to fly for a day and they arrived at a small island.

As soon as it landed, Yang Zheng felt the emptiness in his body, as if he had been exhausted from all his energy, and almost fell down, while Zi Xin was content with her leisurely feeling, and she didn't even see any sweat.

It is obvious that the two of them have almost the same spiritual power, why is this happening?

Zi Xin quickly answered Yang Zheng’s doubts: “You are still not skilled in manipulation. After all, it is the first time. You must control the release of spiritual energy very accurately, so that they can stick to the surface of the body to flow and cycle back and forth. You are still too deliberate. The release of the energy is unstable, and the integration with the wind and earth has not been perfect. So along the way, the spiritual energy is still leaking continuously. Although it is slight, over time, no matter how strong your spiritual energy is, it will be emptied. Today’s speed is actually still slow. If I go forward at full speed, I can get here from Taoyuan Island in two hours.”

After listening to Zi Xin's words, Yang Zheng realized how big the gap between the two was. The speed just now surprised him, because it would take at least one week for the ordinary Miracle to complete this journey.

The two of them rested for a night, and the next day, Yang Zheng set out again after recovering some energy. This time, his control was obviously at a higher level. Although his body's energy was less than half of yesterday's, his speed and endurance were even better than yesterday's.

For three consecutive days, the long coastline of the Southern Continent finally appeared in front of them.

They found a remote place to land, and they flew the Miracle in one month in three days.

At this time, Yang Zheng had been freely in flying. The two stayed in the Haoran Alliance for a night. The Southern Continent was still as lively as before. Without the darkness of the Northern Continent, Yang Zheng has always been the focus of the people in the Southern Continent. You can hear about the Demon God everywhere.

Rumors, although these rumors do not even have one percent authenticity, they realize how much influence they have among the people of the Southern Mainland.

When he arrived in the Southern Continent, what Yang Zheng wanted to see most was Rachel. He had been to the Northern Continent for more than a year. Although the two had frequent letters, their longing for men and women in love would only become stronger as the days increased.

Early the next morning, Yang Zhenghe and Zixin left the hotel and flew all the way toward the capital of Weirong Kingdom.

This kind of walking high and high has indeed caused a huge change in Yang Zheng's mood. When he flies high and looks at the mediocre people on the vast earth, he feels like a giant looking down at an ant. It is not that Yang Zheng looks down on people because of his strength, but a subtle change in his mood. When a person stands at a high point, he will indeed be more open about some things and his perception of life is more vague.

He even understood the ignorance of the masters like Zi Xin to humans. When they backhanded, they could overturn the human world. It was impossible for them to treat humans with the eyes and attitude of ordinary humans.

Among these strange ideas, we arrived at the capital of Weirong in just half a day.

Looking at it from a high altitude, Sorodon was much more prosperous than when Yang Zheng left, especially in the center of the royal capital, which opened a large piece of land next to the palace and built a magnificent demon temple. After all, the Mayan sacred mountain was too far away. In order to provide convenience to the royal capital and the people nearby, such a large temple was also built in the royal city for people to worship.

After more than a year after Yang Zheng left, the intensive publicity did not stop for a moment. Yang Zheng's Taoyuan provided a large amount of funds for Wei Rong Kingdom. In terms of economy, Wei Rong Kingdom surpassed Cangyue, the recognized largest country in the mainland. The people had enough food and clothing, so naturally the worship of the Demon God General was even better than before.

The two came to the city.

Yang Zheng first asked Zixin to find a place to live, and only said that he would go to the palace first and handle the matter well, and would come to see her tomorrow.

Zi Xin didn't doubt it. After Yang Zheng bid farewell to Zi Xin, he walked towards the palace.

With his current ability, it was too simple to avoid people paying attention to him. He flew in under the palace walls and sneaked directly into the empress dowager where Rachel lived. Along the way, he could detect the aura of more than a hundred powerful humans occupying all directions of the palace, and even members of the shadow troops showed that Rachel's residence was so strict.

But this is not a problem for Yang Zheng.

When he entered the palace, his defense weakened. Rachel had never liked to be disturbed by the residence. It was very quiet inside. Sandalwood was lit in the incense burner, and a faint fragrance wafted in the air.

Rachel was not inside, and the layout of the palace was exactly the same as before. Yang Zheng was naturally very familiar with Rachel's boudoir. He sat on the edge of Rachel's big bed, and there was a hint of Rachel's smell on the sheets. He was always calm and he also showed a hint of thirst in his eyes. After more than a year of separation, Yang Zheng's longing had accumulated to the verge of an outbreak, so he deliberately made excuses to come to the palace alone. The so-called handling of things was just to meet Rachel alone to relieve the pain of longing. All self-control broke down before seeing the familiar scenery.

I don’t know how long it took, but footsteps came from outside.

Yang Zheng woke up from his strange thoughts, and his heart suddenly beating a little uncontrollable. This is incredible. With his current ability, not to mention controlling his heartbeat, it is fine to stop the heartbeat. But the strong emotions hit him, making him feel like a little boy who was foolishly waiting for the arrival of his beloved girl on his first date.

A familiar and elegant figure walked into the room.

When Rachel saw the man sitting on the edge of the bed, she screamed in shock.

Several sounds came from outside the door: "What's the matter, the Queen Mother."

"It's okay, it's okay!" Rachel shouted quickly, because she was too excited, her voice was trembling with a trembling tail sound, and tears were already flowing down her eyes.

Yang Zheng stood up and spread his arms. Even though he didn't say anything, there was a faint light in his eyes.

Rachel ran a few quick steps, and crawled into Yang Zheng's arms like a laced swallow to the forest, feeling the solid embrace that he was dreaming about day and night, trying hard not to let himself cry, but the sob sound still came out intermittently, and tears wet a large piece of Yang Zheng's chest.

Yang Zheng felt more and more guilty. He had been away for more than a year and had to leave immediately after coming back this time. He really didn't know how to tell the woman in front of him that he felt distressed. He could only hold her soft body hard, so that she could feel how much she missed her.
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