Although he knew very well what he could do, he might encounter all kinds of difficulties on the way back. But now it is known that all difficulties, just like the people of Pingbodao, as long as they do not flinch, they can get through it safely. Isn't it more ferocious and terrible than the people of Pingbodao? Isn't it also faced by himself? Although he has not been able to really suppress the Maha and does not know how to solve this deadlock, he has not been able to continue to live in this world when he suddenly appears in the sky? If he saw the Maha he also shrank to the side and trembled, waiting for others to come to his rescue, he would have lost himself today.

is as familiar with each other as the white dragon, but it is only at this time that he understands that the white dragon only relies on himself and never relies on others. But in the past, he was completely dependent on others. When the food comes to open its mouth, the clothes come to stretch out its hands, and even when it comes to the moment of life, it is just a receptive obedience, relying on unpredictable, and even completely unavailable rescue. This submissive acceptance only harms oneself, and even one's loved ones are harmed, and there is no chance of recovery. You can go up to the spiritual mountain to practice, even if your parents are alive, you can also come to practice. Just thinking that your parents are alive is comforting. Now I am also practicing, but I don't have the comfort in my heart, and in retrospect, I only have endless guilt and remorse.

The more he cried, the more sad he became, and the more he cried, the more sad he became! At this time, he didn't care whether the master could hear it or not, so he cried in a fit of anger until he was hoarse and exhausted, and then he gradually stopped. After crying, I looked at the clear sky in front of me and the white clouds, and couldn't help but sigh. He stood up, wiped away the tears on his face, summoned the Ming Yuan Sword, and flew back to the Meditation Courtyard.

This time I talked to the master uncle, and I reminded Han Yiming of his past. After he went to Lingshan, it was completely different from before, the past was dusty, and occasionally he thought about it, but it was also a flash in his heart, and he didn't want to think about it deeply. Although I know that I will have to face these past one day, I feel that the future is far away, and it is not too late to think about it then. Unexpectedly, by chance, the past came to mind, but it was no longer the appearance in memory, but appeared in front of me in a different way, making me ashamed and ashamed, and turning out my cowardly and cowardly and selfish appearance in the past, showing it in front of me without any obstacles. It's not so much that he can't face the past, but what he can't face is his own incompetence and cowardice, and his own misfortune!

Nothing will go according to your intentions, but it will change according to your own actions, even if it is a fraction of a centimeter, and it will not be exactly the same as the known outcome. Han Yiming tossed and turned in bed that night, and couldn't sleep well. Ever since he returned from slaying the dragon, he has often been unable to sleep. But for the first time, because he couldn't sleep well in the past, he didn't think about anything anymore, but he still couldn't sleep peacefully, and kept his eyes open.

Gu Qingquan was already sleeping on the other side of the room, but he was still not sleepy, and sighed again and again in his heart. Yes, if I had changed my current self, it would have been so easy to escape from that hut that it would have been almost effortless. Even if you don't use the Ming Yuan Sword, as long as you are careful, you can escape. Although those robbers were vicious, they were not necessarily ruthless enough to overcome the evils they faced later. Even if he can't fight them by himself, he is just beaten all over his body by them. They may not really kill their own cash cow. If the trees are cut down, will the money still come?

He thought about it, tossed and turned in bed, and at first sighed to himself for his former weakness and incompetence. Later, I couldn't help but think: "If I had changed to me now, I would have killed them all with a wave of the Ming Yuan sword!" Thinking that they had carried the sword of Naruto on their backs, but they had been locked in the hut as before, they came in and stripped themselves of their clothes, and summoned the sword of Naruto themselves, and slashed it indiscriminately. Thinking about it like this, my heart became happy, and I couldn't help but think again, where could those robbers stop the Ming Yuan Sword? I was afraid that I would kill them all with a single sword. I was relieved, but I felt that it was insufficient, if I played with them, I was still the cowardly and incompetent appearance of the past, which caused them to bully me and beat and scold them endlessly, and I suddenly showed my sword, sword by sword, and killed them one by one! This is not good, it seems that it is too much to make them happy, Mo Ruo slowly tortured. He didn't know how to torture others, but when he thought of the words "torture slowly", he was inexplicably excited, such as cutting off his hands and feet, cutting out his nose and eyes, and other methods, all of which he thought of one by one.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but turn over and sit up and sit on the bed. Although he did not move, his heart was boiling, as if those people were by his side at this time, just waiting for him to torture and take revenge! I don't know how long I thought about it, how many ways I thought about it, how many ways I came up with it, suddenly I heard the sound of rustling and drizzle, and looked out the window, under the moonlight, a faint drizzle had sprinkled on the courtyard. It rains in Lingshan, it is never at night, and it seems to have nothing to do with the weather, it is still bright moonlight outside, but there is a drizzle of rain sprinkled down, a gust of wind comes from the window, and hits the face, Han Yiming can't help but wake up from the cranky thoughts of happiness and revenge.

What's the use of thinking about it now, I could have killed them, but they'd already be dead. He was dead when he was powerless, buried deep in the ground, and even the Demon Star who killed them in one fell swoop was dead, and he had been dead for a long time. What else do you want to do here? The Demon Star is indeed the Demon Star, and he doesn't even have a chance to take revenge. If they were still alive, he would have already carried the sword on his back by now, and he would have pursued their whereabouts in all directions like the second master. I also want to take revenge, and I want to take revenge in person, and the pleasure of stabbing the enemy, who wouldn't want to experience it?

But I can't get what I want most, and I will never get it, and I am afraid that I will not be able to get it at any time for hundreds of years! I looked up at the moon outside the window, and it was still a cold glow, shining down. He suppressed his thoughts, and then he lost his interest, and was about to lie down properly, but he saw a white shadow floating in outside the gate of the meditation courtyard!

Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and blinked his eyes vigorously, sure enough, it was indeed a white shadow floating in! He was not afraid, just that it was a senior brother who went out at night and returned, and was about to lie down, but when he saw that the white shadow slowly drifted to the center of the courtyard, he did not move, and floated quietly in the courtyard.

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