Ning Fan sat in the increasingly empty world of swords.
Half of the original eight coffins were gone.
Feng Wujiang disappeared four months ago.
After that conversation with Feng Wujiang, Ning Fan never mentioned the ancient battlefield again.
He already knew most of what Feng Wujiang could say.
And the gorgeous coffin would not allow Feng Wujiang to tell what he didn't know.
Although Ning Fan defeated Feng Wujiang once, that was when Feng Wujiang was careless.
In terms of absolute speed, Ning Fan is still far behind.
After that, Ning Fan trained with Feng Wujiang for about three months.
Like everyone else, Feng Wujiang's figure became increasingly blurred and dim in the last period of time.
Ning Fan already knew what this situation meant, and he was not surprised at all.
But that doesn't mean he can accept it calmly.
Every time he opened a coffin, Ning Fan needed to gradually get familiar with and adapt to it.
And after getting along relatively harmoniously, the other party will disappear.
It’s like planting a seed in your heart, and after finally waiting for it to take root and sprout, it feels like you’re pulling it out abruptly.
Before Feng Wujiang disappeared, Ning Fan did not touch him without using any other abilities.
The last time they met, they tacitly agreed not to continue the pursuit.
Feng Wujiang was still sitting on his coffin, looking at Ning Fan with a smile.
"Not chasing anymore?"
Ning Fan didn't answer his question, but instead asked, "Will we meet again next time?"
“It’s a lot of work.”
Feng Wujiang shrugged his shoulders: "Look at me, I'm almost transparent."
To be honest, Ning Fan felt very sad.
For Ning Fan, the world in the sword is not just a place to improve his own strength.
This place is more like a safe haven for him.
Here, he can put aside all the conspiracies and intrigues outside.
Although he would be abused in various ways every time he came in, it was a kind of relaxation for Ning Fan.
As these residual souls left one by one, Ning Fan knew that after all the residual souls in the coffins disappeared...
There will no longer be such a place where I can "hide".
"Do you have any wishes that I can help you fulfill?"
Ning Fan asked softly.
"No."
Unlike Mu Wutian and the others, Feng Wujiang is quite free and easy: "I have things I want to do, but these things will only be meaningful if I accomplish them myself."
Ning Fan nodded.
"Kid."
Feng Wujiang called out to Ning Fan.
Ning Fan looked up.
But Feng Wujiang seemed to be hesitant to speak.
After a while, he waved his hand.
"Let's go back."
Ning Fan knew that Feng Wujiang must want to say something, but due to some reasons, he was unable to say the last words.
Just when he was about to ask another question, he woke up without any warning.
But Ning Fan didn't know at that time that after he left the world in the sword, Feng Wujiang looked at the gorgeous coffin.
"It will eventually know the whole truth. What's the point of hiding it now?"
There was no movement from the magnificent coffin.
Feng Wujiang looked very casual.
"Whatever, anyway... I'm going to destroy it too."
"Once it is extinguished...there will be purity."
Right now.
After Ning Fan confirmed that no new coffins had been opened, he exited the world.
Just after he left, a coffin that looked extremely large began to tremble.
The coffin lid slowly moved away.
A hand, grasping the edge, reached out from inside.
…
When Ning Fan arrived at Huizi's house, he found that the banquet had already started.
At present, Ning Fan’s “position” is still commander.
Considering that the leaders of the five major legions were all commanders, it seemed inappropriate for Ning Fan to have the title of commander without any soldiers, so Liang Ming privately suggested that he change his title.
Moreover, Liang Ming has already thought about it. Although Yecheng has now taken over four major regions, it is still not easy to mix all the regions together on the surface.
After all, these regions each have their own systems, and even if they want to integrate, it will take a long time.
Therefore, Liang Ming suggested that Ning Fan could change his position from commander to chief of the Lower City United District.
Ning Fan decisively rejected this proposal.
Although Ning Fan is indeed the highest decision-maker in this joint zone, there is no need to be so arrogant or give himself such a long name.
Ning Fan quite likes the title of commander.
In the end, in order to distinguish Ning Fan from other commanders, Weathers suggested adding the word "big" in front of the word "commander".
"Commander Ning is here?"
Seeing Ning Fan, Huizi immediately stood up with a smile.
"roll!"
Ning Fan laughed and scolded, "You fucking know I'm the commander-in-chief? Why aren't you waiting for me before the banquet?"
"My son is hungry."
Huizi said confidently.
"Fuck you!"
This time it was Xu Ben who started the scolding.
He was the first person to suggest not waiting for Ning Fan.
He also complained that he was hungry and asked Huizi to serve the food first.
"Dafan, this guy has a son who is crazy about him!"
In order to avoid Ning Fan's "accountability", Xu Ben immediately changed the subject and began to complain about Ning Fan.
Ning Fan listened carefully to Xu Ben's complaints...
"It's okay, let him go wild!"
Ning Fan said seriously, "In a few months, I'll go crazy too and see what happens!"
The whole table burst into laughter.
Xu Ben was so angry that he even ate two fewer chicken legs.
Of course, apart from Xu Ben being unhappy, the atmosphere today was quite harmonious.
Outside, Ning Fan might be a great commander respected by everyone.
But in front of this table of people, Ning Fan is Ning Fan.
The captain of [Wild Dog House].
After three rounds of drinks, Ning Fan was teasing the child when the phone in his pocket suddenly rang, causing the child, who had just fallen asleep, to burst into tears.
"Sister Xin..."
Ning Fan felt quite embarrassed.
After all, Gao Kexin took a lot of trouble to get the child to sleep.
"It's okay, children are light sleepers, it's normal."
Gao Kexin comforted the child and started coaxing him again.
Ning Fan walked out of the room and took out his phone.
After seeing the caller, the gentle look in his eyes disappeared instantly.
"Hello."
Ning Fan said calmly, "If I remember correctly, your name is Lin Song, right?"
"Commander Ning has a good memory."
The person who called was Lin Song, who had contacted Ning Fan before from Region B.
This is the second phone call between the two since their last conversation.
Lin Song also knew that he had played all the cards he should have played. If Ning Fan didn't take the bait, there would be no point in making more calls.
And now, Ning Fan knew that Lin Song was in trouble.
No.
To be precise, something is going to happen in Region B.
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