Although Xinyuan didn't say it clearly, Niu Jingyu understood that he was talking about his legs.

Then he smiled openly and said:

"Hi! It's okay. This is the best result."

"In order to save me, a lot of manpower and material resources were spent. It's just that I lost my legs, which is already pretty good."

"Currently, there seems to be no superpower who can regenerate severed limbs. I wonder if any of the masters in the feudal realm can do it."

"But it doesn't matter, this is fine,"

Xinyuan nodded silently. From Niu Jingyu's tone, he could not hear any reluctance.

After thinking for a while, he continued to ask:

"What about other aspects?"

"Physically, mentally, and in other aspects are you feeling better?"

"Haha!" Niu Jingyu laughed a few times and clenched his fists hard.

"I feel pretty good. Even though I lost my legs, it's not a loss to be able to enter the sixth realm this time."

"In this life, if I can fight with a mad god, I am worthy of coming to this world."

Xinyuan nodded, sat quietly next to Niu Jingyu, and began to peel oranges.

Suddenly, he smiled and said:

"Just calm down and live your life first. Live well and don't think about what you have and what you don't have."

"If there is a chance in the future, maybe I can make you grow two more legs!"

"Huh?!" Niu Jingyu listened to Xinyuan's words and couldn't help but support his body, sit upright, and asked doubtfully:

"Rebirth after a severed limb? When did you get this ability?"

"Have you forgotten? My abilities mutate from time to time." Xinyuan handed half of the peeled orange to Niu Jingyu, and bit into the other half himself.

"Perhaps, when will you have this ability?"

When Niu Jingyu heard this, he smiled and shook his head and said: "Haha, what you think is quite beautiful, but that is an ability that even the strong men in the feudal realm do not have."

"What? Don't believe me? If I said I could, then I definitely can!" Xinyuan raised his eyebrows.

Niu Jingyu stared blankly at Xinyuan, looking at the confidence that appeared on him as if he didn't care about anything.

After a few seconds, he relaxed his muscles, lay down again and said:

"I believe, after all, you have always been the one who creates miracles."

"Then I'll wait!"

Both of them smiled and skipped the topic. Niu Jingyu looked at the students outside the window, while Xinyuan kept peeling the fruit at hand.

The two began to chat naturally, word by word.

The content has nothing to do with gods or bloody battles, it's just some short-sightedness.

Talk about the teaching in the college, talk about Zheng Xiaojian, talk about every bit of life, even the issue of rising prices.

We chatted for a whole afternoon.

These two comrades fighting side by side in front of the gate of hell were like two old men, quietly enjoying the sunset and evening breeze.

"Okay, I heard that you want to see me?" Xinyuan said suddenly.

"What do you want from me?"

"Oh, it's nothing actually." Niu Jingyu replied, "Even after the last battle, I don't know how you are doing. I wanted to come and see."

"Now it seems that your boy's body is indeed abnormal, and he seems to be basically fine."

"Besides, the last time you were willing to go there was just to save me, right?"

When Xinyuan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"You are quite narcissistic. How could you say such a thing!"

"I'm serious." Niu Jingyu replied with serious eyes.

"If you didn't want to save me, you wouldn't go back, would you?"

Shinyuan shrugged as expected and nodded.

"Then what do you think of Oriental College?" Niu Jingyu suddenly asked in a confused manner.

"I think it's pretty good." Xinyuan was puzzled.

But Niu Jingyu's eyes suddenly became serious and he said with great certainty:

"No, you don't feel good or bad, you just don't care."

"You don't seem to care about good or bad at all. You stay here if you can, and leave when you can't."

"I actually discovered before that there is a very cold feeling in your bones, an unusual indifference."

"Even though you have a smile on your face, you are actually a very cold person, and it has nothing to do with your ability."

Xinyuan smiled, handed him an apple and said:

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you fight with a crazy god, you won't make yourself stupid, right?"

Niu Jingyu did not mean to joke at this time and continued:

"No, let's use an analogy: If the old students of Oriental College hear students from Western College saying that Oriental College is not good, they will definitely be very angry, debate with them or even fight with them."

"But if it were you, would you? I don't think you would, and you don't even care."

"Because in your heart, you don't feel that you are a member of the Oriental College, you are just a passerby."

"And that day when the God of Thousand Faces descended, you did the same thing."

"Guarding the world seems to you to be an incomprehensible performance, because you seem to have no basic emotions for this place and the people here."

"I also know about your alliance with humans some time ago."

"Giving up registration doesn't seem to have any psychological burden on you, because you don't feel that you should be a part of it, right?"

Niu Jingyu said a lot in one breath, waiting for Xinyuan's reaction with burning eyes.

Xinyuan seemed a little silent after hearing what he said.

After a while he responded:

"So? What's wrong?"

Niu Jingyu said: "There is nothing wrong. Speaking of freedom and ease, you should be the most free and easy in the world."

"But why are you like this? Why do you feel so cold and strange?"

"Is this kind of life really good? A life without any obsessions or worries. Wouldn't it be boring?"

"People in this world will always find a home for their souls and a place for themselves to belong."

"What about you?"

"Where do you think you belong?"

Xinyuan lowered his head slightly dully and took a bite of the fruit in his hand aimlessly.

His eyes became a little confused.

In fact, he had never thought about these things.

In other words, he didn't dare to think about it because he didn't know how to plan his life in this strange world.

He doesn't belong here, so naturally he won't have any feelings for it, nor will he have any sense of belonging.

However, gradually, the confusion in his eyes dissipated, he became firm again, and said slowly:

"I belong to myself"
Chapter completed!