"Thank you."

"It should be that you are you, and you don't have to live in the shadow of others."

Mo Yun heard a little appreciation from the old man's words.

However, Mo Yun did figure it out. Whether it is the past or the future, it is fake. Only the present and only the feet are real.

He is him, not anyone.

After a pause, your old voice continued: "Then, please confirm with the inheritor, it seems that you will be going to conduct the next level test."

This seems to be making the final confirmation.

"Yes." Mo Yun nodded, his eyes full of firmness. At this moment, of course he would not retreat.

"Okay, the inheritance continues." As soon as Cang's voice fell, Mo Yun felt dizzy again and lost consciousness in an instant.

I don’t know how long it took, but Mo Yun felt someone shaking his shoulders.

"Mo Yun, wake up."

"Mo Yun, wake up, get out of class is over."

"Mo Yun, I tell you that if you don't wake up again, there will be no food in the cafeteria."

In a daze, Mo Yun heard someone calling his name.

"Who?" Mo Yun woke up in his heart.

"Oh, my god, you finally woke up. I thought you had died of sleeping." A young man with acne on his face patted his chest.

"Are you... Brother Ma?" Mo Yun was stunned. The person in front of him was actually a high school classmate Ma Zhenxing.

"Why are you here? No, where am I?"

Mo Yun was very confused. He was not accepting the inheritance of the magic circle, why did he come here?

"Are you confused?" Ma Zhenxing was stunned and looked at Mo Yun with a strange expression.

Mo Yun looked around and was stunned.

Blackboard, podium, desk, familiar blackboard newspaper.

"Is this a classroom?" Mo Yun was stunned: "Have we graduated from high school for more than two years? Why are we still doing in school?"

"Are you stupid to sleep? Don't be confused. If you don't go to eat, you will really have no food!"

Ma Zhenxing couldn't stand it anymore, so he pulled Mo Yun and ran to the cafeteria.

"By the way, which university did you go to?" Mo Yun asked while running.

"You want to take the college entrance exam and are you crazy? It's only March now, and there are still three months left before the college entrance exam!" Ma Zhenxing said impatiently.

"March? Is there three months left before the college entrance examination?" Mo Yun was completely confused. It was only March now?

No, why did I go back to high school?

I've traveled through time again?

Soon, Mo Yun was stunned, as if he had thought of something, and quickly concentrated his mind and prepared to mobilize the spiritual energy in his body.

However, Mo Yun was dumbfounded.

No psychic power!

Similarly, there is no power of qi and blood!

What's going on?

Have I returned to that ordinary world without warriors?

The old man from the land of inheritance reversed time and sent me back?

No, this should be all illusory.

Soon, Mo Yun seemed to have figured out something and shook his head.

He knew that this was actually the test of this level.

But he didn't expect what to test this level.

Send yourself back to the high school on Earth?

What do you want to do?

Soon, the two of them arrived at the cafeteria. Ma Zhenxing was already hungry. If it weren't for waiting for Mo Yun, he would have finished his meal long ago.

Mo Yun was still confused and followed Ma Zhenxing to make food and food.

"Come on, Mo Yun, come here to sit."

Holding the plate, Mo Yun heard someone calling him.

"Why are you standing there? Go over?" Ma Zhenxing said, and ran over with Mo Yun.

"Brother Song, why are you here to have dinner in the cafeteria today?" Ma Zhenxing said.

Mo Yun looked at Song Yu opposite him with a strange expression.

This man is his high school rival.

Mo Yun rarely stays in school and has always been low-key.

Before the college entrance examination, I had basically never shown my strength.

However, Song Yu didn't know why, but he knew that Mo Yun was a genius and had super strength.

Song Yu is also a genius, so he naturally doesn't accept it and wants to challenge Mo Yun.

But Mo Yun ignored him at all and just went out on his own, improving his strength in a low-key manner, and making money in a low-key manner.

Song Yu was very angry about this and targeted Mo Yun even more crazily.

At that time, as soon as Mo Yun appeared in the school, Song Yu immediately ran over to challenge him.

Even if Mo Yun no longer has school, Song Yu throws war letters to Mo Yun’s desk every day.

Once, Mo Yun came back four months later. Seeing the desk full of Zhan Shu, his face turned pale.

Then... nothing happened.

Song Yu was beaten up by Mo Yun and lay in bed for a month.

Later, Song Yu ran away when he saw Mo Yun from afar, and did not dare to look at him at all.

"You guy, you dare to appear in front of me?"

"What did you say?" Song Yu was stunned and looked at Mo Yun with some confusion.

"I said you guy, you won't be beaten by me again?" Mo Yun said.

"Uh..." Song Yu was stunned, reached out to touch the temperature of Mo Yun's forehead, and then smiled and said, "I said Mo Yun, you don't have a fever either? Why are you talking nonsense?"

Mo Yun was stunned and frowned.

In this world... there are no warriors.

Confused!

"Eat." Mo Yun was a little embarrassed and buried his head in eating.

Song Yu was stunned and looked at Ma Zhenxing, feeling a little confused.

After dinner, class will be held as usual, and after class, and go home.

By this time, Mo Yun had become accustomed to coming here.

If there is no time travel.

This is the life he really deserves, right?

"Mo Yun, let's go home together."

When he got home from school, Wang Qian was waiting for him at the door of the classroom early.

"Wang Qian..." Mo Yun was stunned when he saw Wang Qian.

At this time, Wang Qian was a little different from Wang Qian in college.

Comb with a high single ponytail.

Very immature.

He spoke very quietly.

Mo Yun stared at her and she would blush.

"What are you doing when you are standing stupid?" Wang Qian smiled sweetly and reached out her hand.

"What are you doing?" Mo Yun was stunned.

Is this developing too fast?

Is this going to hold hands?
To be continued...