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Chapter 203 White Line
Since the second-generation disciples used the secret method, the battle in the sky has been in full swing. The alliance members have absorbed spars to fight, but the number of spars is limited, and their abilities need to be constantly replenished, and they gradually show their defeat as time goes by.

The disciples of the second generation formed groups of three or five, with ruthless sword intent, constantly hacking and killing the escaped prisoners.

Even though they possessed strange abilities, they still couldn't hold back, and the people of the alliance began to get injured and began to lose.
As they were wounded and their combat power was reduced, people began to fall from the sky in the alliance. They were the defeated ones, and they were also the ghosts who fell under the swords of the disciples of Tianxuanzong.

The situation in the sky is not getting better, but the alliance members are getting more and more excited as they fight. They have forgotten death and pain.

The resentment and hatred that had been simmering for decades have been vented, and they feel extremely comfortable, even though they have shown signs of failure, even though they have fought very hard.

Compared to the gloomy and gloomy faces of the disciples of Tianxuanzong, they were full of rampant laughter.

The sky is still Tianxuanzong's sky, and the battle situation is also tilting towards Tianxuanzong.

On the hill far away from the battlefield, Chen Xiaofan was hard at work, fetching stones for Wei Guang.

There were too many stones behind Wei Guang, even if Chen Xiaofan needed very little energy to extract the stones, he couldn't keep working hard.

Following the sound of fetching stones in the tree hole, following Wei Guang's deep voice, Chen Xiaofan finally took out all the broken stones behind him.

The gravel contains the power of the spar, and it is because of this that Chen Xiaofan can take out all the tiny gravels, and it is precisely because the gravel has the power of the spar that Wei Guang cannot recover by himself, the power of the spar can be absorbed, but if Directly sneaking the spar into the meat is undoubtedly a courting move.

Looking at Wei Guang, Chen Xiaofan's face became more rosy, and his breathing became more gentle, it seems that his condition has improved a lot after taking out the gravel.

Due to Chen Xiaofan's operation, the flesh and blood on Wei Guang's back was already blurry, but after the gravel was taken out, the flesh and blood healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and healed again in just a few breaths.

Chen Xiaofan was amazed, thinking that his broken bone just now healed instantly, it seems that in the world of white lines, injuries are very easy to recover.

Before Wei Guang woke up, Chen Xiaofan's fatigue dissipated after a few mouthfuls, looking towards the entrance of the cave, the disciple of Tianxuan Sect was lying there motionless, he didn't know whether he was dead or not.

It's strange to think about it, there should have been several people chasing him and Wei Guang, but in the end there was only one left.

After a little thought, Chen Xiaofan could also figure out the reason.

Wei Guang's speed was far faster than the following Tianxuanzong disciples. When he detonated the Lianshi Mountain, Wei Guang could not completely avoid the explosion even if he gave Wei Guang an early warning.

As the disciples of Tianxuanzong who followed them, they were not fast enough and did not warn in advance, so it was only natural that they would be affected.

It seems that apart from the one lying down in front of him, the other following disciples should have been buried under the attack of the aftermath and gravel.

Then this person is not simple, he can avoid the gravel, and he can still find it here.

Chen Xiaofan looked at the fallen Tianxuanzong disciple and the long sword beside him, his eyes gradually turned cold.

Seeing the wet soil under his body and the slight smell of blood, he understood that this person did not completely avoid the gravel, presumably the same as Wei Guang's situation.

Turning his body over, Chen Xiaofan looked at his face with a strange expression.

This person looked familiar, but Chen Xiaofan couldn't remember who he was, maybe he was from the same class?

Chen Xiaofan dropped out of school after only a few days in Academy City, but he still knew the people in the class, and the person in front of him was not anyone in the class, he felt very weird.

Looking carefully, Chen Xiaofan found that there seemed to be a layer of mist on this person's face, his appearance seemed to be constantly changing, although this change was very small, it was a real existence.

Chen Xiaofan rubbed his eyes, and found that after a short pause for a few seconds, his nose seemed to be straighter, his eyelashes seemed to be shorter, and his eyebrows were thicker.

Very weird.

Chen Xiaofan originally wanted to end his life with a sword, but he hesitated after seeing his face.

He is very sure that he has never seen this person's appearance 100%, but no matter how he looks at it, he feels familiar. His face is like a mirror, which can reflect the acquaintance in other people's hearts.

After seeing him, he will feel very cordial, inexplicably unable to produce killing intent.

His lower abdomen was soaked with blood, presumably that place was also impacted by gravel.

Chen Xiaofan carefully looked at the second-generation disciple in front of him, the more he looked at him, the more he felt familiar, the more he looked at him, the more he felt that he was a student from Academy City, and he even felt that he was his friend, friend.

Quickly turned his head away, Chen Xiaofan knew that something was wrong with this person, he might have some weird ability that could make people fall into hallucinations.

But when Chen Xiaofan turned his head, he happened to see a streak of white on the man's hand.

He frowned, feeling that the white was a bit familiar, Chen Xiaofan took a closer look, the shock in his pupils was incomparable.

On the man's hand was a wisp of white thread, and that white thread was exactly the white thread they met in the academy city, the same material, the same feeling.

This world is made up of white threads, and the disciple in front of him has a strand of white thread around his hand, so he is definitely connected with the world of white threads.

Chen Xiaofan rubbed his temples, feeling that he couldn't turn his head around.

Who is this person, why does his appearance have a familiar feeling, and why is the white thread that builds the world wrapped around his hands?
Chen Xiaofan was not prepared to save the person in front of him, and judging from his behavior, he didn't know about the white line, even though he was a student in Academy City, he was definitely not the few people he was familiar with.

As long as it wasn't those few people, Chen Xiaofan had no reason to save him in terms of his status at this time, let alone expend energy to absorb the gravel in his lower abdomen.

Looking at the white thread like flowing water, Chen Xiaofan hesitated for a long time, he didn't dare to touch it lightly.

The white thread was created by the underground spiritual veins of the academy city, and it was precisely because of the white thread that Chen Xiaofan came to this world. There is no doubt about its power, and now that we see it again, Chen Xiaofan doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

Ever since he fell into the world of white lines, Chen Xiaofan knew that the world he lived in was not real. He could clearly remember the days in Jiangcheng, and the experience in the city of academy.

But after coming to this world and being given an identity, he couldn't recall the past, how he grew up, how he survived in these worlds, and what he had experienced.

So he knows that everything is false, and he lives with this belief.

Whether it is in the Chen family, as a cynical young master, or being selected by the disciples of Tianxuanzong to become a genius with Wushou Linggen, or being thrown into prison and becoming a miner for mining, or becoming a member of the alliance. The Chosen Son, Chen Xiaofan never hesitated, let alone doubted.

This is an illusory world where everything is constructed with white lines.

With such belief and stubbornness, he can stay awake in such a real world, no matter how many lives he goes through, it will be like this.

Chen Xiaofan has also been thinking about a question, what is the purpose of building such a world and enveloping everyone in it?
If the white line is malicious, it is evil, and it is not a problem at all to swallow people up with its power, it is easy.

If it is well-intentioned, it doesn't have to wrap people all in, build a brand new world, and let everyone live in another identity in it.

And there is another key point, whether it is Wei Guang or himself, when they are injured, they will recover very quickly. If the white line is to torture their spirits, they will not do this, so that the injury and pain can be repaired quickly. It is a protective mechanism.

A protection against the fear of people dying from accidents or injuries.

If he thinks about it this way, Chen Xiaofan's mind becomes even more confused, so what is he trying to do by wrapping them with white threads and sending them into these weird worlds?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt blurred, Chen Xiaofan couldn't turn his head around.

The face of this disciple in front of him has become as white as paper, and the white thread on his wrist is flowing, as if he is calling Chen Xiaofan.

After thinking for a long time, Chen Xiaofan couldn't figure out whether the white line was good or evil, and he couldn't figure out what it was doing to draw people into this illusory world.

With a sudden thought, Chen Xiaofan stretched out and probed towards the white line.

Just when his fingers were about to touch the white thread, the white thread suddenly moved, he detached from the second generation disciple's hand, and crawled along Chen Xiaofan's fingers to his wrist.

Before Chen Xiaofan could react, he felt a tremor in his body. He watched the white thread wrap around his hand, and the world in his eyes also changed.

There seem to be countless silk threads between the sky and the earth, which are white threads like cobwebs. They are in the sky, in the ground, on the treetops and between the clouds.

Even the trees in the tree holes are made of white lines.

At that moment, Chen Xiaofan's eyes were all white, and his world was also white.

But the white line world is only fleeting, the white line disappears, as if it never existed, and Chen Xiaofan's eyes also regain clarity.

At that moment just now, he seemed to have discovered the essence of this world?

He reached out to touch the soil under his feet, and touched the inner wall of the tree hole with his hand, which felt very real.

"So these things are all white lines?"

When seeing the white lines between the sky and the earth, Chen Xiaofan felt for a moment that he had returned to reality.

He also seemed to see through the essence of the whole world for a moment, of course, that was only a moment.

After Bai Xian detached from the second generation disciple's wrist, his body began to fester, and blood gushed from his lower abdomen, Chen Xiaofan quickly backed away.

Looking at that disciple's cheek now, one can only see that it is ordinary, and there is no such familiarity anymore.

Looking at the continuously flowing white line on the wrist, Chen Xiaofan understood that it was the effect produced by it.

Just when he was about to study again, Wei Guang woke up with a whimper.

"Am I still alive?"

His voice was a little weak, and it sounded like he wasn't in a good state.

Chen Xiaofan turned his head to look at Wei Guang, Wei Guang's eyes were extremely shocked, he shook his head and sighed.

"It seems that I am still dead, and I can see my father."

Chen Xiaofan:
The father that Wei Guang said was himself?Chen Xiaofan looked at him suspiciously, then looked down at the white thread in his hand, and realized something.

Wei Guang rubbed his eyes and said.

"No, it's not my father, Chen Xiaofan, is it you?"

Chen Xiaofan nodded helplessly.

"You were hit by gravel, I have taken it out for you, how do you feel now?"

Wei Guang rubbed his eyes a few times, and he always felt that Chen Xiaofan looked very kind.

"I think it's okay, it's just that you feel a little familiar."

Chen Xiaofan knew that it was the white thread in his hand that caused the trouble, so he didn't get entangled in this topic.

"boom!"

A loud noise came from outside the tree hole, causing Chen Xiaofan and Wei Guang to shrink back at the same time, and then there were bursts of fighting sounds outside.

"Prisoners in prison, today is your day of death!"

Chen Xiaofan and Wei Guang looked at each other, knowing that the battle in the sky had spread to this place, Wei Guang stood up, the alliance was in dire straits, he could no longer hide inside.

Chen Xiaofan knew about his mission and did not stop him, following Wei Guang to the outside.

(End of this chapter)