The fog of the sky river came to this point, Bingchen's originally calm mood was a little melancholy at this moment.

A hundred years ago, he came in depression. At that time, he had some unknown resistance to the Eastern Region and even the entire Fuxu Realm. He entered this endless realm, but he didn't know what his mentality was.

Thinking about it now, maybe it was because it was a little confused, or because...

I never thought that it would be a hundred years later when I left.

"A hundred years have passed, things in the world have changed. When will you forget, what will you forget, who will... what will you forget!" Bingchen said to himself.

There was a little melancholy in the words, and a little self-deprecating.

Upon hearing this, Jingchan frowned slightly, and her eyes looked at Bingchen with a complex look.

A little lost in his mind, his emotions that had been suppressed came to his heart. After a long time, Bingchen sighed softly.

On the edge of the Tianhe River, in the misty fog, the magic flame boat cut through the mist and rushed out. In an instant, it attracted the attention of all those who were waiting for it.

Looking up, a young man in white clothes and white hair stood quietly among several people on the boat of black flames.

The world seemed to be quiet for a moment, and only the figure of the white-haired young man was left in his eyes. The next moment, a shout suddenly broke the tranquility here.

"Brother!"

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Chapter completed!