About the brave man who became a thousand-year-old potato and ended up destroying the world

Liu Ji opened the letter and found a piece of paper inside that felt quite thick.

As soon as the two of them saw the content on the paper, their eyes widened.

What was written on this piece of paper was nothing else but what Liu Ji wanted to know most, information about the last mirror fragment.

However, its location indeed exceeded Liu Ji's expectations.

"Secret Sanctuary, the then director, Qion Kasolos..." Liu Ji looked at the names and couldn't help but frowned, "Ayin, have you seen him?"

"No, but I have heard a lot of rumors about him," Yayin said. "It is rumored that he has lived for nearly 2000 years, but he rarely shows up. Even many great mystics have never seen him. His arcane attainments are bottomless,..."

"Sounds like a troublesome guy," Liu Ji let out a long sigh, "And when it comes to arcane magic, I'm a bit nervous just thinking about it."

"It's okay, I'll go with you this time," Yayin said.

"Eh? Are you coming together?" Liu Ji was stunned, "Uh, but..."

"You're not going to make me wait another ten years, are you?" Yayin looked back at Liu Ji.

"Ah haha, that's true," Liu Ji scratched the back of his head, "But after all..."

"Don't underestimate me," Yayin said. "I'm better at dealing with arcane magic than you, and I'm not as weak as I was ten years ago. If you don't believe it, we can find a place to try."

"Haha, that's not necessary. How could I not believe you?" Liu Ji smiled and shook his head, "It's just that you are different from us. After all, you are not immortal..."

"We have never been immortal, but we still managed to survive like this," Yayin said with a teasing tone, "Don't think that ordinary people are so weak that they can't help themselves, Lord Brave."

Liu Ji looked at Yayin, a little distressed.

Yayin also looked at Liu Ji with a calm expression.

After a moment of silence, Yayin sighed and said, "Forget it, let's find a place to fight."

"No, that's right..." Liu Ji still looked reluctant.

However, the next second, the cold metal tip of the staff was pressed under his chin. He looked at Yayin and was shocked to find that the latter had opened his mouth, as if he was ready to chant a spell.

Liu Ji was startled, and with a thought, he quickly teleported the two of them out of the area.

However, just when the forest wilderness of the outside world appeared in front of him, suddenly, his vision went dark, and he seemed to have returned to the thousand years that the world had buried deep underground.

Unable to move, unable to sense, unable to do anything, the terrifying feeling of powerlessness almost suffocated Liu Ji.

At that moment, he even thought that the terrifying suppression from the whole world had come upon him again, causing him to panic for a moment and struggle subconsciously.

But in the next moment, his world returned to light again.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the bright sky and Yayin looking down at his face.

And he was resting on Yayin's knees by the deserted lake.

"How is it?" Yayin asked with a smile.

"What the hell is this..." Liu Ji asked in a daze.

"This is a small punishment," Yayin smiled and pulled Liu Ji's cheek, "a punishment for underestimating me."

"Ha...hiss, this is really true," Liu Ji swallowed, "This is not an ordinary arcane magic..."

"Remember, you taught me Chinese," Yayin said softly, "This is a brand new arcane system based on Chinese, and it is also the result of our ten years of research."

"That's really... quite exaggerated," Liu Ji scratched his forehead.

However, he did seem to have experienced the same type of feeling.

That was the night when Yayin learned how to think quietly. The feeling of being completely immersed in the moonlight was still vivid in his mind.

"Now, is there anything else you want to say?" Yayin asked with a smile.

"Uh, I think..." Liu Ji swallowed, "Well, I will protect you."

"Well, that's up to you," Yayin lowered her head slightly and kissed Liu Ji's forehead gently.

Liu Ji looked at Ya Yin blankly and didn't respond for a long time.

Yayin also looked at him. After being silent for a while, she asked, "What's wrong? Look at me like this."

"Ah, how should I put it?" Liu Ji scratched his cheek, "It seems like your temperament is a little...much more mature than before?"

"Really," Yayin tilted her head, "Do you prefer the way you were before?"

"No, how should I put it..." Liu Ji bit his lower lip and whispered, "You don't have to cater to me... uh, I mean, tsk, it's a bit embarrassing..."

"Really?" Yayin smiled and gently scratched the tip of Liu Ji's nose, "Yes, I understand. Anyway, I forgive you for now."

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of lively cheers suddenly came from the distance.

Liu Ji turned his head and asked doubtfully: "That's over there..."

"The exhibition match is over, right?" Yayin tilted her head, "I guess the potatoes lost this year?"

"Ah, I lost." Liu Ji nodded. Just now, he had already felt the message from his bloodline. "With the Mass here, it's really a bit over the top..."

"She is the strongest warrior I have ever seen," Yayin said softly, "But..."

"No one is as good as a tyrant, right," Liu Ji sighed.

"Well," Yayin nodded, "So, we can only believe you..."

"Aren't you afraid that I will stand against the whole world again?" Liu Ji asked.

Yayin turned her head to look at him and said with a smile: "That is also our fate. It is unfair to place the fate of us and the world on you. If that day comes, I will not blame you. of……"

"No," Liu Ji raised his hand and stroked Yayin's cheek, "I won't let anything happen to you. I am my promise."

"It's not you," Yayin knocked on Liu Ji's forehead, "What I hope to hear is, 'us'."

Liu Ji looked at Ya Yin, was silent for a moment, smiled, and said, "Okay..."

After saying that, Liu Ji sat up, blew a breath, and asked, "Hey, what's the activity after the performance competition?"

Yayin looked at Liu Ji and said nothing.

Liu Ji looked at Yayin with a smile, tilted his head, and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"

Yayin still looked at Liu Ji without saying a word.

Liu Ji tilted his head to the other side again, still looking puzzled, and asked, "Huh? Is there something wrong with my face?"

Yayin took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, then shook her head and said, "No, it's nothing. Next, I think it's time for lunch. Do you want to eat barbecue?"

"Oh, okay, I just haven't eaten enough yet," Liu Ji stood up immediately, "Let's go."

After saying that, he took Yayin's hand, turned around and walked slowly towards the direction where the laughter came from.

Yayin followed Liu Ji, looked at Liu Ji's back, and sighed silently.

Then, she took out her other hand from her pocket.

In that hand, he actually held another piece of letter paper.

She looked at the content on the letter, and after reading one line, the content slowly disappeared. After reading it all, the letter also turned into a blank piece of paper.

Then, Yayin opened her hand, held the letter in her hand, and gently lifted it up. The letter turned into a small paper bird, fluttered its wings, and flew towards the sun, and then , in the bright sunshine, turned into misty fly ash behind the two people.

271. I have said all three in one, if you say weird things, you will be struck by lightning.

Liu Ji didn't know how long it had been since he had experienced such a feeling.

Drinking wine from a big bowl, eating meat with big mouthfuls, and singing loudly, it seems as if yesterday's hard work and the previous struggles and hardships were all fake.

The banquet lasted from noon to evening, with people eating, drinking, talking and laughing.

On the stone platform in the middle, festival programs are performed one after another. When the performances are over, a bonfire is lit as a dance floor for the villagers to dance happily.

Liu Ji sat on a piece of grass a little further away, looking at the dancing bonfire in the center of the stone platform, dazed leisurely.

"I brought some freshly baked snacks," Yayin took a bag of pancakes, sat down next to Liu Ji, and handed the paper bag to Liu Ji.

"Oh! It looks good," Liu Ji picked up a piece and took a bite.

After Yayin took a piece herself, she placed the paper bag on the ground between the two of them.

"Speaking of which, is this kind of festival very common?" Liu Ji asked.

"No, it's only once a year," Yayin shook her head. "The production of food and wine is limited. Supporting such an event in a year is already the limit."

"Ah, that's right, this city is still very young," Liu Ji let out a sigh, "However, this will probably be the happiest time for people. When there are more people and development, there will always be various All kinds of problems..."

"It happens now, and this town is not perfect," Yayin smiled. "There will always be people who can't deal with each other, and there will always be conflicts in the distribution of interests. There are also a lot of noisy things on weekdays, and people are idle and sneaky. People will always exist, it’s just that the festival covers everything up.”

"Ah, that's right. After all, everyone is different," Liu Ji let out a long breath, "So, is there any law in this city?"

"Not yet," Yayin shook her head, "but sooner or later there will be. When the time comes, there will naturally be law enforcement agencies and people in power..."

"Well...it's a long road ahead," Liu Ji smiled.

"It's enough to be happy if you can worry about this kind of thing," Yayin said. "Isn't what we do just to give them a future with such opportunities?"

"Yeah..." Liu Ji held his chin, "The rest is up to people to figure out their own solutions... Haha, this conversation is like a real God of Creation."

"If we can accomplish all this, at least for humans... No, it's really strange to say this," Yayin looked at the sky, "After all, to say so great, we are also doing it for ourselves."

"Well, I agree. I never feel that I am a great person," Liu Ji nodded, "If possible, I just want to eat and die by myself with nothing to do..."

"Alone?" Yayin looked at Liu Ji.

"Ah," Liu Ji was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Yes, I am no longer alone..."

"Yeah, that's hard to say. It turns out that someone prefers someone else," Yayin muttered in a yin-yang tone, stood up, and wandered towards the outside of the venue.

"Hey, no, I made a slip of the tongue." Liu Ji quickly stood up and wanted to pull Yayin's hand.

Unexpectedly, the latter ducked slightly, not letting Liu Ji touch him, and strode forward.

Liu Ji looked behind him, then at Ya Yin's back, sighed softly, followed, and continued his feeble explanation.

Of course, no matter how he explained, it was of no use, so he could only follow Yayin, gradually walking out of the event venue and walking into the city.

A little further away, Callidora, who was dancing with Mervent on the dance floor, noticed the two people leaving, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Huh? What are you laughing at?" Mowente asked doubtfully.

"It's nothing," Callidora shook her head, "I was just thinking that I don't have to go back to the institute tonight."

"Isn't that good?" Mervent gently put his hand around Callidora's waist, "You guys spend time in the research institute every day, and I can't sleep at night."

"Come on, there's no day," Callidora gently knocked on Mervent's forehead, "And you obviously sleep like a dead pig at home every day, don't think I don't know."

"Eh? How do you know?" Mowente was stunned for a moment.

"You train with such intensity every day that you can't even sleep at night." Callidora said with a smile, "How can I not know you?"

"Haha, that's right," Mo Wente smiled, "But speaking of it, it's rare that I didn't train today..."

"Oh?" Callidora raised her eyebrows slightly, "What do you want to say?"

"I want to say, tonight..." Mo Wente looked at Callidora with meaningful eyes, but he didn't last more than two seconds before he laughed out loud, "Haha, no, just kidding, just a little emotional. That’s all, in the past, I couldn’t imagine myself working so hard.”

"If I see you now, I think your master would be very pleased," Callidora smiled.

"No, probably not," Mowente shook his head slightly, "Don't look at him like that. In fact, I think he is the person who most hopes that I can stay the same as before..."

"Really," Callidora smiled helplessly, "It seems that you are still worried about it."

"Ah," Mo Went nodded slightly, "I won't forget this kind of thing for many years..."

"He might be dead," Callidora said softly.

"No, he is still alive," Mowente shook his head, "And, I think, he is also waiting for me..."

Callidora looked at Mervent, was silent for a moment, smiled and shook her head.

Then, she raised her hand and lightly flicked Mowente's forehead.

"Don't talk about this today, okay?" Callidora said softly.

"Ha, that's right, sorry," Mervent smiled, took Callidora's hand, spun around in a circle, and danced a dance from her hometown.

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In the outfield, Gilunini sat on Ossa's knee, holding her cheek, watching the dancing of Mowente and Callidora in the field.

"Don't you go up and dance for a while?" Ao Sa asked.