Chapter 363 (1/2)

In the end of the war in Mobei, there are both winners and losers.

As for the post-war events, ye Yusheng, who is in Heimo mountain, has no relationship.

After combing the demons in the black magic mountain, even if Su Ling and others repeatedly asked him to stay, he still wanted to leave.

He still has a lot of things to do. He won't stay in one place for too long. Hou Lei, girl He has to find it, and ye Shou's last words before he dies. He wants to go home and have a look.

”Are you really going?”

Dylan personally sent Ye Yusheng out of the black devil, and his tone was rather reluctant.

”Yes, to go.”

His eyes looked at the sky, and his mind echoed with the words that ye Shou finally said to him. This matter is too important for him, and he is bound to go on a journey.

”It's a pity I can't go with you.” Said Dylan.

”It doesn't matter. You have your own business to do. I'll definitely come back later. We'll see you then and introduce some friends to you.” Ye Yusheng said.

”Good.”

Dylan nodded.

Since it has been decided to leave, there is no need to retain it. No one can ask ye who is on the rise to stay here for the rest of his life.

”Goodbye.”

Ye Yusheng put out his hand and waved it. Without any hesitation, he stepped out of the black magic ridge and walked in the sunshine.

The sun is very sufficient, the shadow of the youth is pulled very long, gradually disappeared in the line of sight.

Until the figure of the youth disappeared, Dylan turned around and walked into the black magic ridge.

……

Ye Yusheng doesn't know how long he hasn't felt the warmth of the sun. The black magic mountain has no sunshine all year round, and the whole person is getting moldy.

With open arms and earnest experience of the warmth of the sun, the youth's pace began to accelerate, toward the south.

Today's Mobei is full of post-war dilapidation. Even on the road, you can occasionally see dead bones falling on the roadside, which are randomly left on the road, and no one cares.

The world of the jungle is like this. The loser is not even qualified to go to the ground.

Perhaps in the near future, the once invincible and high-ranking warrior will be reduced to the mouth of Ye Shou's Chinese food, and there will be no body left.

Ye Yusheng's pace is not fast, and finally two days later, he came to the foot of a mountain with a sky inserted peak.

The mountain, standing in the clouds, looks like a knife inserted into the earth. At the foot of the mountain stands a stone tablet with two powerful characters written on it.

Dao Feng!

Yes, ye Yusheng's first stop out of Heimo mountain is Dao Feng. Before he leaves, he wants to see his brother.

There is a simple wooden house at the foot of Daofeng. In front of the wooden house is an old man who is basking in the sun, lying on a reclining chair.

”Hello, old man.” Ye Yusheng politely came forward to say hello.

The old man opened his eyes, his muddy pupil revealed his life experience, and his calm voice rang out: ”what's the matter?”

”I want to go to Daofeng to find someone.” He said, without concealing the purpose of the trip.

”Who is it?” The old man is very cautious of words.

”Badao.”

”Name.” The old man asked again.

”My name is Ye Yusheng.”

The old man looked at him and said, ”wait.”

With that, the old man closed his eyes again, without any meaning of conversation.

Ye Yusheng said:

What do you mean? Just waiting?