Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees.

Chapter 201 Where Are You Going?
The fit is a bit low.

Only 60.00% five.

In fact, if you regard this as a good sensitivity, it is not low.

But the degree of fit directly determines the strength of the heroic projection.

As far as Hua Yuzhang is concerned, his resentment is not as much as the other two old men.

So even if the weaving of fate is completed, the impact on him will not be too great. Although it is relieved, it is nothing more than that.

The matching degree of 65 corresponds to his fortieth level, including Bai Yu's current level of twenty.

The average is thirty levels, and then multiplied by 60.00% five.

Gan, I have to go back half a level!

The degree of fit is too low to give full play to the current strength of the heroic spirit. You have to find a way to improve it, at least 80.00% is enough.

He walked out of the room and looked around: "Where are people?"

"Who?" Su Ruoli held the sweet and sour pork ribs in his hand.

"Hua Li."

"Didn't she go back with her father in the morning?"

Bai Yu was thoughtful.

It seems that history has indeed changed to a certain extent, but this change is not too great.

At least it was true that Hua Li ran away from home yesterday.

What happened before changed her mind to a certain extent.

"A person's whole life is to heal childhood... It's not wrong at all." Bai Yu sighed in a low voice.

Su Ruoli blushed: "Did you meditate on something strange? You said I was really not that bad when I was young."

"you misunderstood."

"I, I'm just a little naughty. At most, I will let you wear skirts, use your face to make up, give you a whip, and take your summer homework and change it to my own name." One wonders if she is really reacting.

"It's said that you misunderstood... and the last one is too much?!"

Qin Xuezhan shouted: "Hurry up and eat, you've been meditating all day, you must be very hungry, right?"

He rubbed his belly, sure.

After a full meal, Bai Yu proposed to go out to digest food, and the two girls got up at the same time to express their agreement.

But the three monks had no water to drink.

In the end, Bai Yu went out alone.

Just after leaving the community and walking along the river bank, he had already changed his skin.

The Destiny editor makes his debut.

"It's time to visit Hua's house...By the way, where does she live?"

'Di~ Navigation has started, the distance is [-] kilometers, it will take about...'

……

The Hua family at this time.

Hua Li was also upset and left the party.

Four years ago, the news of Hua Yuzhang's death was covered up. The family has not released the news of his death so far, and created the illusion that he is still alive to the outside world.

At most, it is said that he is old and is recuperating quietly at home.

Seeing his grandfather being treated like this by his family, Hua Li was very angry, but there was nothing he could do about it.

The will of a group of people does not change to her liking.

Now, they are arbitrarily betting their hopes on themselves, hoping that she will take over Hua Yuzhang's position.

But she, who had seen Hua Yuzhang's final outcome with her own eyes, was not at all willing to become a grandfather who had been bound by her family for decades.

What she saw in the grandfather who was a transcendent, at his last moment... was the detachment and freedom of the transcendent.

An interpretation of the meaning of life.

The reason why she ran away from home was because she was really tired of the current Hua family.

They wrapped their kinship in a layer of honey to cover up the bond of interest under the kinship, unwilling to give up their current status, but refused to rely on themselves to maintain it, so they could only continue to suck the blood of their loved ones.

Unfortunately, I can't get rid of this connection and control.

She wanted to escape far away.

So, I came to the familiar and dusty practice room again.

Since grandpa passed away, only she will come here often, and occasionally clean it, but most of the time the door is closed tightly, and no one will go in.

After she approached under the moonlight, the sensor light automatically turned on.

"Why is the door open?"

She read something strange, raised her palm and pushed open the door of the practice room.

The next moment, the moonlight illuminated the room, and a figure stood five steps ahead.

A gust of wind blew the corners of his clothes, and his figure was tall and straight, with his back facing the moonlight, and the shadow was stretched.

The most eye-catching thing is the knife in his hand. The knife does not have a scabbard, but stands quietly on the ground.

The word 'stand' is just right, because the blade didn't penetrate the ground, just like a piece of white paper standing on the ground, even the air flow didn't affect it at all.

The knife stood like a person, like a pair of parallel lines.

"who?"

Hua Li was vigilant at first, under the moonlight, she didn't see the other party's face, only saw a knife and a back.

When a strange person appeared in her house, she would of course feel unimaginable and vigilant. This was already breaking into a private house.

However, she quickly accepted this level of doubt.

Because the young man turned around, the knife also turned around together, and what appeared under the moonlight was a face she could hardly forget.

That face is much more mature than it was four years ago. A scar runs from the center of the brow across the bridge of the nose to the left cheekbone, like a herringbone left-hander, vaguely retaining the immaturity of youth.

Even though there were many changes, Hua Li still recognized who he was at a glance.

"You are... Lin Haiya."

"It's me." Lin Haiya nodded in response: "I remember you...you are Hua Yuzhang's granddaughter."

Hua Li stood outside the door, didn't have much good looks towards him, and was too lazy to turn around, so he asked straight to the point: "What are you doing here again?"

The young man responded calmly, with the same attitude of indifference and indifference to world affairs as he had four years ago.

"Of course I came to the appointment."

"To an appointment?"

"You were there four years ago. We made an appointment to fight again after four years." Lin Haiya folded his arms and said in a natural tone: "I'm waiting for him to come to the appointment."

Going to an appointment?

However, how could the dead come to the appointment?

Hua Li felt stunned and absurd for a moment, but the next moment she understood the reason, and she looked at Lin Haiya with more complicated eyes.

He doesn't know anything yet.

I didn't know that my grandfather had passed away after World War I.

It's just that the Hua family kept it secret, and no one knew that Hua Yuzhang was dead.

Lin Haiya also just thought that Hua Yuzhang might be recuperating, so he came here anyway, waiting for the other party to appear, waiting for the person who was worthy of his own sword.

"How long have you waited?"

"Eleven hours and 55 minutes."

Lin Haiya glanced at the moon outside the window, he had been waiting for the afternoon and night.

Wait from the scorching sun at noon to the moon to mid-heaven.

No one is ever seen.

He was not in a hurry, and still had the patience to wait until the next day, but it was only 5 minutes.

Lin Haiya looked at Hua Li, and asked for proof: "He can't come, let you tell me?"

There is a bit of urgency and apprehension in this question.

He's not one to smile.

It's just that for today's battle, he polished it for four years, looked forward to it for four years, and waited for four years.

If it's all in vain, he will inevitably understand it.

A trace of bitterness appeared on the corners of Hua Li's lips, who wanted to tell the truth.

She suddenly found herself unable to speak.

How should she answer?

How can she answer?

Tell this youth who has been waiting for four years that the person he is waiting for has died from the very beginning?
Tell Lin Haiya, who is now in Haoyue, that the Hua family has deceived the world for their own self-interest?

She can't say.

But if she didn't say it, she would have trampled on Grandpa's dignity and will, turning him into a timid coward.

It's always a dilemma.

Hua Li's silence was also an answer.

In this almost suffocating silence.

Hua Li suppressed the emotion in his voice, and slowly said two words.

"……Feel sorry."

Lin Haiya looked at the girl and understood.

Whatever the reason.

He couldn't get what he wanted today.

As for getting to the bottom of it, that's not something he would do.

"I see, what a bother."

So, just like four years ago, he put away the dangling knife and walked slowly outside the practice room, regretting in his heart that this agreement that could not be fulfilled, his steps could not be brisk, and countless dust splashed up with every step.

Moonlight shawl, knife in hand.

Such a good night, but no one to say goodbye.

He didn't show a wry smile, nor did he sigh, but walked outside silently.

But at the moment when the young man was about to step out of the practice room, a familiar voice that neither of them could have expected reverberated.

"Where are you going?"

(End of this chapter)