"Seven years in a different world has been a long way slower than others … but it’s ok!" Si Nian suddenly looked up and looked straight in the eyes of the resurrection point of the novice village, sweeping away the decadent and dark pupils of the past, staring at the sun, wearing a gray cloth blown by the wind, and the sea fluttered with the wind as if affirming his words.
Suddenly, when Si Nian was about to leave the resurrection point to get it, a man appeared in his sight, dressed as a novice like him, but his eyes were unusually cold. He walked slowly through the novice crowd and finally gave Si Nian a strange feeling, which was extraordinary temperament and suppressed the breath…