Jiang Xiaofan was lost in thought as he looked at the blue star in front of him. After a while, another satellite with a metallic luster appeared in his field of vision, which brought him back to his senses. He did not leave or dodge. Instead, a layer of hazy immortal light appeared around his body, concealing his true appearance.
"Oh my god!"
"Is he an immortal?!"
"A new species! This is a new species! "
In the various space agencies on Earth, the elites of the space industry all widened their eyes. The cold satellite streaked across the dark universe and headed to the other side of Earth, continuing to collect other data. However, in the various space agencies on Earth, the huge screens were completely frozen. Everyone who saw this scene was stunned.
Jiang Xiaofan stood in the starry sky, his body glowing. Only a pair of deep eyes could be seen. He stayed in place for a moment, then calmly walked toward the interior of the blue star.
"Oh my god! What is he doing?! "
In a famous space agency on Earth, everyone in the agency stood up. Tea and coffee were sprayed all over the floor, and their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Jiang Xiaofan freely descended from the starry sky and entered Earth's atmosphere. Gradually, a ball of flame was born due to friction.
This scared many people on Earth half to death, thinking that a meteorite had fallen from outer space.
Boundless airflow streaked past from both sides. Soon, the field of vision became clear. Jiang Xiaofan appeared inside Earth, with white clouds flowing around him.
He looked down. The mountains were beautiful, and there were clusters of tall buildings. However, in this world, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was very thin, and the Great Dao was so weak that it was almost zero.
"The ancestral planet of the human race has declined to such an extent … It's my fault …"
He whispered to himself.
In the distance, a passenger plane streaked across the clouds. When the pilot saw this, he was so scared that he almost fainted. The originally stable fuselage suddenly shook violently, frightening many passengers.
Jiang Xiaofan flashed and disappeared from where he was. He appeared above the passenger plane and scattered invisible Dao power, instantly stabilizing the unbalanced fuselage.
Rumble!
The passenger plane flew away in an instant and disappeared.
Jiang Xiaofan stood in the sky and looked down. Then, he flew in a certain direction. After about ten breaths of time, he landed on an uninhabited mountain. Then, he walked out.
He stepped on the familiar yet strange ground, leaving behind afterimages with each step, and appeared in a bustling city. This was the land where he had lived for twenty years. However, this place was not originally like this.
"Now that I think about it, it's been more than 200 years …"
He stood in the crowd and looked at a tall building in front of him. He vaguely remembered that this place used to be a dilapidated mud house. It was similar to a slum, but now it had changed greatly.
"Oh, time."
Time was the most frightening thing in any place. Two hundred years was nothing to powerful cultivators, but he had lived in this world before and knew very well that two hundred years was a very long time for mortals.
Standing here, he suddenly felt a sense of unfamiliarity.
"Look at what the young people have become. They don't learn the good things, but they do all kinds of messy things."
"That's right. He's obviously a man with such long hair. His family doesn't care about him, and he's even wearing such strange things on the street."
"Mom, you don't understand. This is called cosplay. It's performance art."
"Stop talking nonsense. How can this be called art? This is not proper work! It's sensationalism! "
Around him, many people were pointing at him.
Jiang Xiaofan walked into the city. The light around his body naturally dissipated, and ordinary people could see him. He had cultivated for more than two hundred years and had integrated into the world of cultivators. His clothes and other things were naturally incompatible with this world. He heard these words, but he did not care and walked into the distance.
"He looks like a hero with a story. His imitation is so realistic!"
"Look carefully, he's so handsome!"
"Yes, yes, so cool!"
A few young women gathered together. Their eyes were shining, and their faces were infatuated.
On this bustling street, there were all kinds of lights flashing in the daytime. There were fashionable people walking around, and many people were pointing at Jiang Xiaofan's back.
Jiang Xiaofan's expression was calm, and there were no fluctuations in his emotions. He walked in a direction.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd in front of him.
A skinny man pushed through the crowd and ran toward him with a simple cloth bag in his hand. Behind him, an old man in his fifties anxiously chased after him, asking for help as he ran. However, no one in the crowd said anything. Instead, they opened up a path for the skinny man.
Jiang Xiaofan did not intend to interfere in this matter. However, when he saw the old man chasing after the skinny man, he felt a little emotional. When the skinny man passed by him, he casually reached out and grabbed his wrist.
The skinny man was shocked. Then, he said fiercely, "Brat, don't make trouble for yourself!"
When the nearby crowd saw this scene, all eyes were focused on that place.
"It's that cool guy just now."
There were whispers in the crowd. Many people gathered there. The old man finally caught up. He was panting, and it was obvious that he was not in good health.
"Young man, thank you for your help." The old man looked at Jiang Xiaofan gratefully. Then, he looked at the skinny man. "This is mine. Give it back to me."
The skinny man stared at him. "Old man, you have to show evidence before you speak. How can you say that this thing is yours?"
"There's more than five hundred yuan in it. It's for the child's living expenses. There's also the bus ticket, the key to the old house, and … and a piece of biscuit."
The old man said hurriedly, as if he was afraid that people would not believe him.
The skinny man was shocked. He did not expect the old man to remember it so clearly.
"That doesn't prove that it's yours. Maybe you saw it secretly and wanted to extort me." The skinny man refused to admit it. He looked at Jiang Xiaofan fiercely. "Brat, let go! Don't court death! "
In the crowd, two unfriendly people approached. One was bald, and the other was short. "It's good for young people to be hot-blooded, but don't stick your neck out."
The two of them were sarcastic.
The skinny man seemed to have found a helper. He suddenly became more arrogant and fierce. "Little bastard, let go. Believe it or not, we'll make you bleed."
Jiang Xiaofan was expressionless. Suddenly, he lifted his leg and kicked the skinny man in the stomach.
The skinny man screamed like a pig being slaughtered and fell down.
"Little bastard, how dare you!"
The bald man's eyes were fierce.
"Kill him!"
The short man said fiercely.
They were obviously in the same group as the skinny man. The bald man took out a small knife, and the short man did the same. They stabbed at him fiercely.
Jiang Xiaofan was expressionless. He lifted his leg and kicked each of them more than ten meters away.
"Oh my god!"
"Is this a movie?!"
"So powerful?"
The crowd was stunned. Some fangirls even screamed. Their eyes were full of stars.
Jiang Xiaofan was expressionless. The bag snatched by the skinny man appeared in his hand. He handed it to the old man. "Uncle, keep it."
Anyone would know the truth without thinking about it. He didn't need to think about it.
The old man's face was full of gratitude. He took the bag with trembling hands and thanked him repeatedly. "Thank you, thank you, young man. This is really …"
He was a little incoherent.
Jiang Xiaofan shook his head and walked forward.
"Stop!" A cold shout came from behind. A policeman quickly walked over and grabbed Jiang Xiaofan's wrist. "You're suspected of violent assault. Come with me!"
As he spoke, he took out a handcuff and handcuffed Jiang Xiaofan's left wrist. His movements were skillful.
Jiang Xiaofan tilted his head and glanced at him.
"Let go."
He said calmly.
The old man whose bag was snatched was still there. He quickly stepped forward. "Officer, you've misunderstood. This young man is a good person. Those three people snatched my things. He's … In short, he's a good person. You can't arrest the wrong person."
The old man was very simple and not good with words.
The policeman glanced at the three people in the distance and sneered. "Whether he's a good person or not, we'll investigate clearly. We won't wrong him."
In the distance, the skinny man and the other two laughed sinisterly and looked at Jiang Xiaofan fiercely.
Jiang Xiaofan glanced at the three people. He knew in his heart that these three people must be related to the policeman. He didn't say anything else. His left hand shook slightly, and the handcuffs on him immediately broke. He was a god. If he was caught by a mortal and brought to the police station, there would be a lot of fun.
The policeman was shocked by this scene. There was someone who could break steel handcuffs with his bare hands. Seeing Jiang Xiaofan leave, he pulled out the pistol at his waist and shouted angrily, "Stop, or I'll shoot!"
Seeing him pull out his gun, many people around were shocked.
However, there were also some people who looked excited. It was obvious that they wanted to watch the show.
Jiang Xiaofan was expressionless. He didn't care about his surroundings at all. Following the direction in his memory, he walked toward a certain location. There was a tomb in that place. It was erected by him. It buried the old man who had raised him in this life.
"Stop!"
The policeman shouted angrily.
For ordinary people, guns were terrifying. However, Jiang Xiaofan was not an ordinary person. For him, even the most terrifying nuclear weapon in the world could not hurt him, let alone a small pistol.
Soon, he walked into the distance and gradually disappeared.
"So cool!"
A woman mumbled in her sleep.
The policeman held the gun. His face was ashen, and his hands were trembling. Although he had a gun, it was only used as a deterrent. If he really had to shoot on the street, he would definitely not have the courage to do so.
After leaving the noisy city, Jiang Xiaofan appeared outside the suburbs. He walked through a small forest and came to another place. Looking at this place, he stopped and frowned slightly.
"This place has changed too …"
He had buried the old man who had raised him in this place. But now, two hundred years had passed, and this place had become a leisure and entertainment club. There was no trace of the lonely grave he had set up. Not even a trace of it could be seen.
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