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I can Return To the Age of Mysterious

Collecting legendary antiques, retracing the mysterious martial arts. From the moment he activated his cheat, Casio knew that he was no longer ordinary. [Legendary Antiques: Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant] Seventy years ago, in the North Flow Country of the Hong Li Federation, at the Wind Elephant Gate Youth Training Camp. "Li Wei, you are a coward! On the day your sister was brutally murdered, you were trembling in a corner! On the night of the Sect Destruction War, you disgracefully fled! During the many long years of revenge, you missed the opportunity again and again! "Now let me teach you what bravery is, let me tell you how to turn suffering into your power. I hope at the moment you behead your enemy, you will remember: you are a man, an upright man!" The taboo era, hidden legends. A Foggy continent paralyzed by the sealed land. Countless brilliant antiquities wail in the ruins. I will witness your lost legends in the mist, the knights in the sky, the ghosts in the desert, the rats in the mud. The direction of sword fights points to the light, and flowers will grow where bullets fall. The winds of history will eventually sweep away the rubbish from the era's gravesite.

Grey Tombstone · Eastern
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553 Chs

189 Fourth Retrospection (6200)_4

Translator: 549690339

"It's the teacher! His illness is acting up again!"

The boy anxiously stood up and told the girl, "Xia La, take the wooden basin and get some cold water from the river. I'll go in and check on the teacher. Hurry and be careful!"

"Okay."

Xia La quickly disappeared around the corner of the small wooden cabin.

The boy, meanwhile, pushed open the wooden door and entered the cabin.

The layout of the cabin was simple: a table, a chair, and two wooden beds, one large and one small. That was all.

On the smaller of the two beds.

A frail middle-aged man was shaking uncontrollably, his forehead covered in sweat. His face was distorted with pain, and the existing Scar on it made him appear even more terrifying and grotesque.

He appeared to be in his early thirties, definitely no older than forty. However, his hair had turned completely white, devoid of any life.

It was a mess, much like withered wild grass.