The figure on the top of the mountain, in addition to Han Xuan who can have.

Since the moment when he left the matrix, Han Xuan has been refining his body with innate Qi and the power of the world all the time. This is also the 18th year. Although the body can't compare with before, there is no big problem in using the law of space.

"It's time to go back. Today seems to be the time to sign up!" One hand slowly stretched out, rippling open from the palm of the mysterious breath, quickly spread to the front of the space.

"Hua" as if the cloth was torn, how high a black hole appeared in the eyes.

Han Xuan didn't hesitate, so he stepped in.

……

Han Xuan's reappearance is not in his room, but in a small alley.

Walk slowly in the noisy neighborhood.

"Creak" door is pushed open, Han Xuan expressionless out into the living room.

"Oh, brother, where have you been? Pack up quickly. You won't be able to get on the high-speed railway later!" Bei's little red face showed that she was a little excited at this time.

In his three years of high school career, Bei Weiwei achieved excellent results. He was admitted to Qingda University in Beijing as he wished. Han Xuan, needless to say, will naturally follow him.

"When you're ready, we'll go!" Speaking at the same time, Han Xuan's indifferent eyes reveal a moment of warmth, but soon disappeared.

In the past three years, the relentless obsession has not made a big stir. In fact, it is also the reason why han Xuan has not been angry.

"That's it!" Bei Weiwei's work in hand, looking up at Han Xuan.

"Yes"

"But Bei stood up slightly, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

"Weiwei, you'd better worry about yourself first. When did Tianlin let us worry?" At this time, Beima came out of Beiwei's room with a big suitcase and joked while walking.

"Ma" Bei stamped his foot slightly to show that he was interested in this sentence.

"Come on, come on, if you don't go, you won't be able to get on the high-speed rail!" Bei's father came out of Han Xuan's room, but the suitcase he was carrying was much smaller than Bei's mother's.

"Come, Tianlin!" Hand the suitcase to Han Xuan, and his eyes are full of tears.

"Watch your sister!" Father Bei whispered.

Over the past decade or so, Han Xuan's performance has been in the eyes of Bei's parents, who needs to be taken care of and who doesn't need to be taken care of. As parents, they can't understand.

"Well," Han Xuan nodded, indicating that he knew.

"Dad, what are you whispering to my brother?" Beiwei pulls the suitcase and comes to them.

"Nothing. Let's go. I'll take you to the railway station!" Bei's father smiles and goes out with Bei's luggage.

All the way, after half an hour, Han xuanbei and Wei finally got on the 8:20 high-speed railway.

"Brother, look!" On the high-speed railway, Beiwei is like a little yellow finch in the jungle, chattering in Han Xuan's ear.

"Well," in response to her, has always been just a word. Repeatedly several times, Bei slightly Du mouth, angry like sitting in the seat.

"Dead brother, smelly brother!" I don't know where the paper came from. It was torn into countless scraps by Bei Wei.

China's high-speed rail, which is famous in the world fast, just more than an hour, two people came to a prosperous city.

"Qingda freshman reception desk!" Out of the railway station, a high hanging banner is particularly eye-catching.

"Brother, look, look, we've finally found the organization!" Bei slightly pulls Han Xuan and shouts.

They walked very fast, just a few minutes to a table.