Speaking of which.

Lin Yu's expression became solemn, and his fists slammed into the squeeze.

What appears because of the origin consciousness of heaven and earth, what blessings of heaven and earth's luck, what people who have crossed the world, for me, all these things are not important things, the important thing is that I am the only one! As long as I am still me, then I have nothing to fear!

Lin Yu's tone became more and more excited.

The confusion in my heart has long since dissipated.

The gaze once again regained clarity and clarity.

The look in the eyes is brighter.

The road that should be taken, I have come step by step, the battles that should be fought, I have fought one after another, my way, I will defend it myself, no one can force me to bow my head before, and there will be no one in the future, even if it is heaven and earth.

When Lin Yu said this, the fog that lingered in his mind suddenly dispersed.

All the while, the vague worry drifted in the wind with the sound.

What does it matter if you don't have luck? What is the fear of falling from the top of the Nine Heavens Cloud to the bottom of the valley? As long as I, Lin Yu, still have a breath of air, I will never be at the mercy of fate.

Even if the soul is scattered and the catastrophe will not be recovered, I will never regret my choice, the world is immeasurable, the avenue is ruthless, the game of life, the rules are set by me.

As the voice sounded, Lin Yu's body was full of breath, and his thoughts were clear.

That self-respecting momentum soared more than once.

Even if the sky toppled and the earth collapsed, it could not shake his mind.

For Lin Yu, the identity of the person who crossed the world has never been important.

Even, even the identity of the young master of the Huangfu family is not valued.

From the time he was sensible, the only thing he could rely on was himself.

Ethereal luck is insignificant.

If he could, he didn't want to be a world-spanner.

If life can be chosen, Lin Yu would rather switch back to a happy and plain family.

When his grandparents left him, he didn't believe in any bullshit fate.

The bumpy fate forced him to bow his head.

The stubbornness and arrogance in his bones made him hold his head higher.

In the past, Lin Yu faced an unfair fate and chose to hold his head high to fight.

Now he is the same.

A stubborn character that will never change for the rest of his life.

This is Lin Yu, never bow his head.

Well said, well said!

In the void, a smile of approval appeared on the transformed face.

The young man in front of him seemed to coincide with the figure that he had never forgotten.

They are all so stubborn and so confident.

It's as if there's nothing in the world that he can't do.

No matter what setbacks and dangers you face, you can always believe in yourself.

What's even more commendable is that they never regret their choice.

Like, too much like!

Temperament, it's like a withdrawal.

Even so, she couldn't help but continue to remind Lin Yu.

Because, she knows better than anyone the meaning of the phrase that the heroes are not free.

At the beginning, he was so spirited.

The domineering is even more than that of this young man.

Horizontal pressure for nine days and ten earths, it is difficult to meet opponents.

Even those invading Outer Heaven Protoss trembled under his fist, and they couldn't live in fear.

But what's the use?

Transported to the hero is not free, and he eventually falls.

He was invincible, swept everything, there was no suspense in the battle, and his domineering spirit made the heavens tremble.

The most powerful man, overwhelming an era, invincible against the enemy in his life, and terrifying the outer gods.

But his ending, as fate arranged, was scattered.

The young man in front of him inherited the Heavenly Dao Returning Yuan Reincarnation Fist he created, and also inherited his legacy.

But will it succeed this time?

Is it possible to break karma, get rid of reincarnation, and achieve true self-esteem?

The answer is hard to predict.

Therefore, she had to tell this high-spirited young man how difficult the road ahead was.

When fate comes, there is no choice at all.

In the journey of fate, everyone's debut is already destined in the dark, and when it is time to leave, how reluctant and reluctant to leave, this is the powerful inertia of fate.

There are many things in life that you don't want to do but can't do, this is fate, there are many things in life that you want to do but can't do, this is also fate, you can rebel against fate like me, but it is almost impossible to completely get rid of the shackles of fate.

Lin Yu remembers the intuition in your heart at this moment, one day you will finally face the biggest test given by fate, and at that time, maybe you will appear, in fact, you have no choice.

In the faint voice, there is a trace of reminiscence.

Those who have passed through the world are born without the right to choose.

The intertwined threads of fate will eventually lead him to the end of his life.

The moment the faint voice came out, Old Man Li suddenly remembered something.

He couldn't wait to shout at the top of his voice: "Senior, my granddaughter is locked up here, do you know when she will be able to come out?"

Although he didn't know the origin of this beautiful woman, through the observation just now, the old man concluded that this woman had an extraordinary background.

Therefore, he couldn't help but raise his most concerns.

In Old Man Li's heart, the whole world is not as important as the granddaughter.

He doesn't care what kind of heaven and earth catastrophe, what kind of people who cross the world, what kind of extraterrestrial gods.

As long as his granddaughter can return safely, he won't pay attention to those messy things.

Soon she will wake up, and the moment she wakes up, it will be the time when the catastrophe of heaven and earth is coming.

As the voice rang out, the Void's beautiful face became a little sentimental.

The war that has lasted since ancient times should come to an end.

While speaking, a pair of clear and vicissitudes of life are full of eyes, drying the sadness of memory.

Senior, can you please be clear, when is it and how long are we going to wait here?

Old Man Li asked in a chattering voice, his eyes full of eager hope.

When the consciousness of heaven and earth weakens, it will be the moment when she wakes up.

This time, the mysterious predecessor still did not give a clear answer.

Moreover, she doesn't seem to want to do too much entanglement.

I can't predict the exact time, in fact, this kid should know better than me, because when it comes to the perception of heaven and earth, the people who cross the world definitely have a unique advantage.

Before the words fell, a force suddenly passed out in the void.

Silently, he rushed to Lin Yu's approach.

Feeling the sudden power, Lin Yu, who was contemplating and thinking, was caught off guard.

The body, subconsciously, reacted.

The drumming breath is just a touch.

Who knows, that power is just a light imprint on his chest.

Immediately, it disappears into the invisible.

Lin Yu looked down and saw a white silk silk floating down from his chest.

In the air, fluttering, slowly falling.

At this time, Lin Yu stretched out his hand and held the silk silk in his palm.

Senior, do you want this thing?

He asked with a slightly fixed gaze.

This white silk painting was accidentally obtained during his trip to the West.

The silk painting depicts a picture of a boat, like a dragon's body, flying through a large river.

The silk painting is as white as snow, and the material is neither gold, nor stone, nor silk, nor wood.

Hold it in your hand and feel a little cool on your skin.

In the painting, a dragon boat is on the river, cutting through the wind and waves, forging ahead.

After getting this silk painting, he once asked someone to inquire about it.

The pattern in the painting is an ancient picture of the Netherworld Lethe River ferry.

As for what secrets are hidden in it, it is not very clear.

Senior, do you recognize this picture?

Lin Yu stared at each other, holding a white silk painting in his palm.

It can be seen that this mysterious senior has no intention of snatching.

It's just that he should recognize the breath of the silk painting he is carrying, and he wants to confirm it first.

Otherwise, the power just now would not have dissipated suddenly.

Of course, I recognize it, although the aura left on it is very weak, but if I guess correctly, this should be the Netherworld Lethe River ferry map that has been passed down from the Feng family.

In the void, those beautiful eyes stared at the silk painting tightly.

This painting is useful to me, but it is of little use to you, even without this painting as a guide, you can still enter the primeval abyss and find the origin of heaven and earth.

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