Previously, several of them had hunted down the flying demon soldier who stayed on Earth thousands of years ago, and Han Ming appeared a few days later.
And with a magical water magic and pure dark energy.
Based on the sudden thoughts of these magicians, Han Ming must have been one of the members who followed the elders of the Jing Ling tribe to the earth thousands of years ago. Otherwise, why would Han Ming himself carry such pure dark power?
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Only in this way can they explain Han Ming's powerful water magic. In fact, they are not sure. Could Han Ming be so successful from the water magicians thousands of years ago?
On the one hand, it is difficult to judge, and on the other hand, it is unwilling to believe that at the same time, someone was able to understand the water magic to Han Ming's level.
With a hint of mentality of covering up the ears, they would rather attribute Han Ming to a member of the demon clan.
The result of the battle was naturally not unexpected. Three of the five magicians were turned into ashes by Han Ming, and the two were absorbed by Xiao Jian and became mummies.
And when the fire magician died, a trace of white light suddenly rushed out from the top of his head. Han Ming originally wanted to intercept it, but a flash of inspiration gave up the idea.
Previously, the Demon Army and the Dark Palace had cleverly planned a plot and successfully framed the Rhine Empire, allowing the Hanging City to destroy the Rhine Empire.
Since you, Hanging City, don't care about the truth, and these magicians in front of you regard themselves as demons.
"Then I'm not blamed..."
Han Mingyin laughed. He also learned the methods of the Demon Army and the Dark Palace, drew a lot of tricks, and directly fell on the demons. He wanted to see how you Hanging City should deal with the "Demon Clan"
This time it made things difficult.
He spent a lot of effort to invite the Fire God Seal to build a magic circle on the earth, but in the end he was destroyed by the demons.
When Han Ming thought of this, he felt relieved. He had long disliked the Hang Kong City.
As for Han Ming's appearance, it changed his appearance the moment he came to the earth, just to keep the secret of this action.
Just a week passed, and Han Ming completed the mission of this trip. He had more than twenty days to stay on Earth.
After dealing with the corpses of several magicians and searching for storage bags on their bodies, Han Ming then left the place.
In the following time, Han Ming transformed into a backpacker. He wore an ordinary human costume and a backpack cross-body, and traveled to the beautiful mountains and rivers of the motherland with his whole heart.
In the past, from elementary school to university, he had almost no spare time. Even during the winter and summer vacations, he would stay at home to do his homework, and at most he would go out for outings with his friends. However, he rarely visited the major scenic spots and historical sites in the motherland.
This time, I'm afraid it was the last time he returned to Earth. In order not to leave too many regrets for himself, he decided to travel well and try his best to remember his hometown.
On the grassland outside the wild forest.
A white light suddenly flew out of the space crack.
The old man in red robe reached out to grab the white light in his hand, and turned into a white token.
The old man in red robe held the token and explored it carefully. After a little, a kind and charitable company became heavy.
Seeing this, several other old people came to ask.
"This is not a place to talk. Let's go, the mission failed."
The old man in red robe glanced at Catherine not far away and whispered.
"Friends of the Jing Ling tribe, we still have something to do, so we won't accompany you for now."
Katherine nodded when she heard this.
Several old men in the hanging city turned into several white lights and flew away.
Catherine nodded slightly: "It seems that Han Ming's mission has been completed. But what is this kid's idea? Why not stop the signaling of Hanging City."
As time passed day by day, a light green cloud suddenly appeared at the end of the grassland.
The cloud quickly approached, and Catherine looked at Green Cloud in shock, her eyes full of reluctance.
Green clouds floated above Catherine's head, and a graceful figure slowly landed from the green clouds.
This is a Jing Ling woman with pointed ears and two pairs of huge transparent wings growing behind her. The woman was wearing a light green dress, like a cleverly bonded leaves, simple and luxurious.
"After walking for so long, don't you miss home?"
The woman looked at Catherine with a expressionless face.
Catherine bit her lip and knelt down on one knee, "Greetings to my king."
"Get up." The woman raised her hand slowly.
Catherine stood up and looked back reluctantly at the crack in the space not far behind her.
"I told you a long time ago that you are not suitable to interfere in the space cracks now. I have been outside for so many years. You are my daughter. You don't care about me, but I still care about you. Go back with me."
Chinese is very plain and gentle, but it has an irresistible majesty.
Catherine nodded in a sigh, then looked back at the crack in the space before leaving with the woman.
"The people from Hanging City are gone, and he probably doesn't need me to answer."
Catherine looked back and looked away with the Jing Ling tribe woman.
On Earth.
Han Ming stood on the top of a lush mountain peak, wearing a small round straw hat on his head and holding a turret in his hand looking into the distance.
"I have been to Loch Ness, Shennongjia, and I haven't seen a single Mao."
I looked around for a few times and saw that there were traces of savages everywhere in the mountains. It seemed that they were all just lies.
Three days later, Han Ming arrived at the last stop of his trip to Earth.
Bermuda.
There are countless strange legends here. It is rumored that in the past century, many planes and ships have mysteriously lost their traces here. For a time, the name of the Bermuda Delta is extremely famous.
"I hope this place doesn't disappoint me."
Han Ming laughed at himself, it seemed that he was really idle. With such a little precious time, if you don’t experience the local people of your motherland more, you have to find some uninhabited places to run around. Perhaps there is something faintly in his heart.
A kind of fear.
The deeper the relationship with his hometown, the more reluctant he will be when he leaves. He is afraid that he will be familiar with and fall in love with the people living in his hometown again during this period. When he is about to leave, the nostalgia and reluctance in his heart will make him
It will never be painful. In the future, when I am in another world, I often think of this unforgettable memory and miss my hometown even more.
Growing up on the earth since he was a child, he never felt how happy his life was, nor did he realize how hard-earned his life was.
This time he returned for a short stay, he fully experienced such a complex emotion. He wanted to stay here forever, and he even wanted to spend a month as a lifetime, and he wanted to carefully experience every day.
Every minute, I can't even bear to sleep, afraid of wasting this short and wonderful time.
But now he was afraid and did not dare to go too deep into human society. Because he understood at this moment how difficult it is to be able to live here and how great a kind of happiness. If possible, he
He is even willing to use everything he has in exchange for his lifelong obsession with the earth.
But all this is impossible, so he dare not miss or think about it. It is precisely because he understands the preciousness of this month that he also understands how much he cherishes this time and experiences this time.
Everything is deeply engraved in my mind thousands of times and can never be erased.
"Haha... I like and miss the most, but in the end, I don't have the courage to face it..."
Han Ming smiled self-deprecatingly and flew towards the depths of the ocean.
The weather in the ocean changes very quickly, like an ignorant child. It was clear sky just now, but in a blink of an eye, it was already covered with clouds.
Thunders blew up the sky, and huge raindrops whipped hard like whips on the turbulent sea surface.
At this moment, Han Ming was already within the range of Bermuda, and there was no limit to the range of sight.
There was a dark cloud above my head and a dark ocean under my feet.
Han Ming floated quietly in the air, allowing the rain to wash away the loneliness and sorrow in his heart.
"Because I miss you so much, I dare not miss you..."
Han Ming said silently, he felt that the rain came very well and was very timely. It was precisely this way that he could wash away his tears and make him deceive himself and think that he was not crying.
The waves rolled and the thunder roared, but they could not affect Han Ming's mood. They could not interrupt his thoughts.
Just to find a reason not to experience human life, he went to places that ordinary people fascinated again and again.
When he stood at the top of the pyramid, he seemed to be able to understand the thoughts of Egyptian pharaohs.
Is it really for the sake of ascension to heaven that such magical pyramids were created? Perhaps it is for the purpose of staying in people forever, being able to turn their body into immortality, and being able to keep looking at their own world like this, because they are reluctant to leave, so they don’t want to leave.
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The idea that Han Ming himself suddenly seemed a little out of place with the experts' explanations, but Han Ming firmly believed that the fact must be like this. They must be reluctant to leave this land.
Perhaps this is just Han Ming's wishful thinking, but he would rather believe that his idea is correct so that he can convince himself that there are people who are the same as him, who are nostalgic about the world, and who are also full of reluctance to the world.