I don't believe in the plot of the novel. No matter what blessings or calamities this old man will bring me, I will not look back. I have seen that the road can only be my own, and no one can rely on it. The only thing I can change is myself, so the only thing I can believe in is myself.

"This old man doesn't have to be a recluse. Lian Po said, "It may also be a soul merchant, a martial marquis, or something like that, or an old martial king who has been removed from the throne." ”

"He's certainly not a man of the world. What he said personally was that he was playing a big game of chess, and we must hide from him when we see him in the future, otherwise we will become his pawns!" I roared in my heart and quickened my pace, "I'm not interested in anything from the old martial king, I don't want to get involved in any battle now." ”

"Qingxian shouldn't be a place where so many great lords can gather. ”

Zilong's interjection slowed me down.

"There are too many people at the Martial King level, if it was for Di Yusi before, what about now?" I said, "My father, Martial King Lin Tian, and the old man who sells rock sugar gourds, at least the three of them have stood in the light. I vaguely feel that there are still things I haven't seen here, think about it, the soul merchant who has never made a move in Qing County before now dares to attack and kill the main person of the association. In my several recuperations, Qingxian must have undergone deeper changes. ”

I casually stood at the nearest bus stop and followed the crowd into a bus, not caring about its route. As the bus started slowly, I pressed my head to the big, thick window and stared wide at the streets I had walked countless times. The car was a little bumpy, the glass was shaking slightly, and the world outside the window was shaking along with it. Tianfeng Road, where the most imposing buildings in the city are gathered, although it is only a slightly smaller office building and hotel, but it does not prevent them from hanging the signs of the buildings and getting the rating of several stars. Lin Xing Building, what an irony. I know that the newly renovated office building in the northernmost part has become an industry in Lin Tian's name, and the Lin Xing Group has officially moved here, perhaps at this moment, the invincible martial king is sitting comfortably in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor, crossing his five fingers, overlooking this small city, full of desire to include it in his own territory. Maybe Lin Jie was there too. So far, I don't know what role Lin Jie has played in all this-she will never be a submissive girl-she has once leaned close to me, but she knows very well that she can't touch my heart-she has left, we have been going opposite from the beginning from the beginning, and now there is at most a little friendship between classmates, and one more unforgettable feeling. Her appearance this time was extremely cold, just like the sugar gourd in my hand that had cooled down, chilling to the touch.

Not being able to obtain the Soul Binding Technique and the Soul Separation Spell should be within Lin Tian's expectations. As for the sake of the rumored peerless general, let alone something that a martial king like him would do if his every move affects the overall situation, if it was really just a rumor, how would he end up? There must be something important here.

The car passed through a tree, and with the bottom of the glass, it became like a mirror. I saw that my eyes, big and hollow, were full of anxiety and nervousness, as if I was staring at something horrible. The more I looked, the more hideous the image became, and the larger and hollower the shadow was reflected. Exhausted. I knew that something was wrong with my soul, and now I had no sparkle in my eyes, and I was dead, like a living person.

As I drove through the boulevard, the mirror turned back into glass, and I twisted my body, closed my eyes, and saw the godless face again.

"Lian Po, what's wrong with me. I was feeling good just now. I came out of the hospital and was so happy. I should be healed, I'm healthy, I'm coming from death, I should just be stronger. ”

"There's no problem with that. Lian Po's voice was gentle and thick, which could heal all wounds, "In fact, from beginning to end, the Lord's body is gradually broken, but the Lord's fire of life is burning more and more fiercely, and in a corner of the General's Mansion, I can feel this temperature." As long as the Lord no longer bothered to think about those things, his demeanor would naturally improve. ”

"I hope so. ”

I blend into silence. There was a dead silence in the car, the old people were closing their eyes or indifferently looking at the direction of the car, and most of the young people were fiddling with their mobile phones, and they were tired of putting on headphones to sleep, otherwise they were pretending to sleep. There is no one I know, let alone anyone who knows me, it is a strange but small world, and I look at them and melt into the boundless silence.

"The university town has arrived at ······"

Fifteen minutes later, the sound of the newspaper station sounded, and more than half of the people stood up, carrying bags of various colors and holding all kinds of mobile phones, and lined up to get off the bus. I didn't want to go down with them, but it was even more unpleasant for me to continue to stay in the car with these old people who were going to the park near the outer ring. So I took out my phone and mixed in with their team, and went down without any purpose - suddenly I felt that life was a little boring, that it was so involved in strife, that it was just like being away from them, that no one could tell how different there was in essence.

"Lord, stop thinking nonsense. "Let's hurry up and find a sunny place." ”

"Hahaha, sunshine. I laughed, "Sunshine." ”

"Lord, let Po come out, let Po come out, let me and Zilong come out. ”

"No, Lian Po, there are a lot of people here. ”

"The Lord is deranged. ”

"Hahaha, let's go. ”

I don't know why, I always feel top-heavy, as if I am drunk but not drunk. With a snap, the paper bag in his hand fell to the ground, and the sugar gourd rolled out of it, which was already broken.

"Oh, Lian Po Lian Po your sugar gourd. ”

I reached for the paper bag, but one of them stumbled and fell to the ground. The people around me came to help me, and my eyes were fixed on the cracked hawthorn.

A wisp of purple smoke slowly rose from the crack, rolled in the air, and disappeared silently. I wanted to get up or accept the help of the people around me, but I couldn't. My body was like a puddle of mud on the ground, gradually matching the temperature of the earth. Except for the hawthorn, which was still red, my vision was gray, and I could only judge the outline of things by the depth of luminosity.

Is it the old man's technique, let's do it in the sugar gourd? It must be his yin qi, and that's the punishment for not going with him.

I couldn't breathe, but I could still think, and my body didn't feel any more than I couldn't move. The people next to me had forcibly lifted me into a passerby's car to take me to the University City Hospital. I know they can't cure it.

"Lord. Lian Po's voice was crying.

"Your yang veins are broken. ”