Xia Lang cried for a long time, and he didn't know what else to say, he didn't know why he existed, but the current situation could still make him say anything, and what else could he think, the current situation was special, which made him completely incomprehensible, this world made him feel particularly disgusted, and he didn't want to say a word.

Finally, when this moment came, the heavens and the earth were furious, and they didn't speak, and the others didn't know what else they could think, what to think, maybe, I didn't know anything, just let me throw all these things away, they didn't know what to do.

No one can explain these things clearly, he is really too tired, and he doesn't know what else he can say, if he can, what else can he do, he doesn't know, and the others are also very confused, no one can figure out these questions, what to do.

That's it, I won't think about these questions anymore, no one can think about these things clearly, it's really not interesting at all, what else can I say, what else can I do, what should I do, what should I think, everything now makes Xia Lang feel that he is too tired to live.

He didn't have the courage to live at all, the world was so muddy, I didn't want to say a word, I really didn't understand anything, what else could I do, I really didn't know anything.

"Are you really not going to say anything?" Suddenly, another person said to Xia Lang.

Xia Lang was even more confused, he couldn't figure it out at all, let alone the reason, could it be his fault, if this was the case, what could he do, he didn't know, but the others had figured out all the problems.

I don't want to say anything, I don't want to ask anything, I really don't know anything, what questions should I think about, how to say it, how to do it, I don't know, I don't know what this kind of life has to do with him, he doesn't understand.

However, now, the people on the Nebula Continent have figured out all these questions, they won't say anything, they will question anything, they are all very tired, what else to say, no one knows, let alone understand, what to do, I'm so tired, I'm really tired, why am I so tired.

Let's end the chaos in the Nebula Continent, Xia Lang walked to the Alchemy Pavilion, and came to a refining pavilion, he looked at the magic weapons around him, and suddenly, he didn't know what to do. Now, there is nothing left to live on your own will.

This world makes him more and more tired, what else can he do, what can he still think, what is going on now, this kind of life has nothing to do with him at all, if there is nothing I can say, let me forget about life.

Xia Lang made a move, the sky was brilliant, he finally understood what the true meaning of martial arts was, this is the most powerful martial art, he deserved to be the one who took away the martial emperor, he didn't know what to do, what to say, or perhaps, everything now made him feel that he was very tired of living.

It's just that everything has nothing to do with him now, he's really tired, and other people don't know what to think, maybe, this kind of life has nothing to do with him.

Could it be that this kind of life has anything to do with me, what else can I say, Xia Lang doesn't know what to do, and others naturally don't know either, now, everything is too tired, I really don't want to understand anything.

If you can, let me forget all these things, Xia Lang asked himself, and suddenly found that his existence was completely superfluous, and he didn't know what he should do or what to think.

Everything now is illusory, completely unreal, what else can he say, what else can he ask, he doesn't know what else he can think, what else can he ask, everything now makes him feel that he has more to live.

It's really the only way to do it, I don't have anything to ask, his moves are very strange, everyone who hits is stunned and stunned, they don't know how to fight back, now, everything is too tired, he doesn't know what to do, and he doesn't know what to say, their lives are too tired.

Xia Lang didn't know what he was doing, and he didn't understand what else he could think about, what was going on now, he didn't know, and he didn't know what else he could do.

It seems that nothing is no longer important, he doesn't know what he can do, what else can he think, what can he say about all this now, he can't understand, and the others are also at a loss, so let me forget everything, I really don't want to remember anything.

Thinking of this, Xia Lang suddenly found that he was no longer in the Lucky Continent, and he was a lot more sober.

I seem to have had a dream, this dream is too long, too terrible, Xia Lang muttered to himself, Zhu Xiaoxiao and Xiao Mi heard it on the side, they all laughed, and they didn't say anything, and they didn't know how to say it.

Everything now makes Xia Lang confused, but is there a need for such a life now? If not, what should I say.

Zhu Xiaoxiao finally spoke at this moment, and she said softly, "Do you know who we are?"

When Xia Lang heard this, he didn't know what to say for a while, and he didn't know what else to think, he had nothing to say now, nothing to think about, he felt that he was too tired to live, he was really too tired, and he didn't know what he could do.

Everything that happened now made him feel that he had more to live, but what could he do, he didn't know, Zhu Xiaoxiao and Xiao Mi also didn't know what to do, and everyone didn't know what Xia Lang wanted to do next.

Soon, the entire Nebula Continent began to be full of people dueling again, and they were unwilling to stop for a moment, let alone know what else they could say.

Who is doing all this now, what to think, what to say, they are too tired, they don't know what to do, or they are too tired of these things.

Xia Lang walked alone on the street where no one was around, he looked at the end of the darkness, and suddenly didn't know how he should live in this world, he was so tired, he thought about it, and he didn't know what to do, or, these things had nothing to do with him at all.

What did I do wrong, what else did I not understand, Xia Lang was desperate.

Everyone else also rushed towards Xia Lang together.

Xia Lang didn't expect that he was alive and became the opposite of this world, he saw everyone rushing towards him, and he didn't know what else he could say.

If so, what would I do? If not, let me destroy all of them.

Thinking so, he used his soul on everyone and everything around him.

Those spirits are particularly gorgeous, and they dazzled everyone's eyes at once, whether such a life, such a world, is it really necessary to exist.

What the hell am I doing, Xia Lang doesn't know where he is, he doesn't know where he is going, he feels so tired from living.