Fleeting years without recourse

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The familiar golden hexagram appeared in front of her. Although the golden light had just formed, she seemed to have seen the silver-haired man holding a magic book in one hand and showing her helpless pampering.

How long has it been since she and Zhang Liang have seen each other?

Daji turned around and ran away, but after the magic circle took shape instantly, Zhang Liang appeared in front of her again just as a small space jumper.

'Don't come here! The blue fox fire in Daji's hand burst out, she took a step back, and the red light in her eyes flickered, which proved that her current mood was very unstable.

'You won't hurt me. With a very affirmative tone, Zhang Liang approached Daji step by step, he walked slowly but looked at her firmly.

Every time Zhang Liang took a step forward, Daji took a precarious step back until she stuck to the cold wall, only then did she realize that she had already reached the end.

'Don't force me!Seeing Zhang Liang who was close at hand was still approaching step by step, Daji really panicked now, she closed her eyes and threw the fox fire out of her hand without thinking, Daji regretted the moment the fox fire was thrown out , opened his eyes in a panic and saw that the fire brushed Zhang Liang's hair, and it burned a little but did not hurt him.

fortunately……

'Stop messing around and come back with me. ’ Zhang Liang seemed to have nothing happened, as in the past, he pulled Daji’s hand and turned to leave regardless of her struggle.

Behind them, a faint dream butterfly streaked across the sky, bringing a blue phantom mark, and a young man with long green hair appeared in front of them as if he had descended from the sky.

'Didn't you see, she didn't want to go with you. 'The tone is still gentle but his face is a little pale.

"Your injury is good..." Zhang Liang quickly interrupted Daji before she could say it.

'It's none of your business. Zhang Liang frowned, threw the magic book in his hand on the ground, and pulled Daji to jump on it. A green light turned into thorns and instantly entangled Zhang Liang's hand. When he subconsciously let go, Daji was brought to him by an invisible force. Zhuang Zhou's side.

Jiang Ziya couldn't hold his breath, and sure enough his students were too. Zhuang Zhou shook his head as if regretting it.

Zhang Liang glanced at his left hand surrounded by thorns, but he didn't seem to see it.

'Where did you see him? '

'Why, are you finally willing to look at me? ’ With a bit of sarcasm but more like the tone of the elders making fun of the younger generation, Zhang Liang was finally willing to observe the young man in front of him carefully, and he couldn’t help being a little surprised.

Because he is not familiar with Zhuang Zhou, he has always seen Zhuang Zhou floating in the air on a kunwhale and with long hair fluttering like a girl, although he and his teacher have different names, but Zhang Conscience is still somewhat unconvinced. Looking at him from such a close distance, the person in front of him looks no more than eighteen or nineteen years old. Compared with his teacher Jiang Ziya, what qualifications does this young man, who can be said to be so weak and pale as sickly, have to be? A sage who is as famous as the old master who even the teachers in the mainland can't match?

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