Just like Qian Xiao'an's mother said, it's useless to practice this Heavenly Demon Nine Transformations and the first weight, anyway, there are no strange changes here in Qian Xiao'an, even if the strength has not increased, let alone any other changes.

Qian Xiaoan is not the kind of teenager who likes to pretend to be forced, it doesn't matter if this thing is powerful or not, anyway, it is something left to him by his mother, so he will keep practicing, just don't care about him, just practice for a few hours every day.

The next day, Qian Xiao'an got up early in the morning, but he didn't think about it, but the army of the Wuguo Kingdom had already driven to his house, and now he was afraid that it would not be too far from here.

Qian Xiao'an thought a little self-deprecatingly, do you want him to see a big battle between Yan and Wu, and then the two countries are inseparable, corpses are everywhere, and blood is flowing like a river?

Thinking of this, Qian Xiaoan suddenly subconsciously pursed his lips with a look of disdain, and he didn't know why he suddenly despised himself.

In short, the boy no longer stayed in the Wang family and started a new life.

He walked out like this, and he didn't say goodbye to the little girl.

Qian Xiaoan walked back, nothing happened along the way, and even the people of the extras Yan Guo did not cast extra attention on him.

Less leaning, Qian Xiaoan arrived at the edge of the forest, of course Qian Xiaoan didn't want to go home to see, he was not stupid.

He was just a little strange about the layout of this capital.

He walked to the edge of the forest, but it was also the edge of the cemetery, and he climbed a very tall tree.

He looked from the trees to the capital, and at the edge of the forest was the imperial tomb, and further inside, the house.

It's as simple as that, without a bit of fancy.

Qian Xiaoan suddenly felt a little worried, how did this Yan Kingdom do it, how did they not lose the country for so long.

Now, as soon as the army of Wu Kingdom comes, they will first trample on the tombs of his emperors, then trample on their houses, and then kill all their people???

Qian Xiao'an was alone in the tree, he was stunned for a long time, he wasn't worried about the people of Yan Kingdom, everyone was not related to him, what did their life or death concern him Qian Xiao'an, nor did he care about Wang Xiaojin, where did the daughter of that kind of big man need him to worry about, not to mention that they hadn't seen each other much, and they weren't thinking about his mother, his mother didn't even know anyone else, he was just a little lonely and helpless.

He has no faith, no hatred, no ideals.

Now it can be regarded as hatred, he doesn't know who to revenge, even if he wants to take revenge, who is he avenging, his younger brothers even sent a letter Seven out of eight betrayed him, do you want to avenge such a group of demonic beasts.

In fact, to survive in the world of Warcraft, he has long been accustomed to life and death, although it is not his life and death, it is the life and death of others.

Although his mother raised him, she never told him what he was going to do when he grew up.

His biggest hobby in life is also to sleep in.

The sun was already high in the sky, the sun was high, and the sun was constantly emitting high heat like a furnace, scorching the pedestrians into the house to hide, while the surrounding grass was not only not affected, but became more and more green.

When the sun sets, the sky is covered with sunset, and the beautiful clouds form all kinds of beautiful shapes.

When it was dark, the bright moon rose again, illuminating half of the sky.

The boy meditates until tomorrow, and the sun will still rise in the east.

At this time, a chuckle sounded in the young man's mind, as if others were laughing at him, and it seemed that he was talking to himself, young man, are you sad about the spring and autumn, there is a saying in my hometown that I have always liked, the vast end of the world is my love, and the flowers are blooming at the foot of the green mountains.

People's hearts are changeable, today's sad things, maybe tomorrow will become wonderful, there is no dream in the world that will never wake up, only the persistence that will never change, all the scenery in this world, you want to see all the light.

Even if it's laughing until it's sad...... Furious.

You want to pursue the vast eternity, not the moment of change.

Don't pay attention to those details, what should come will come back, and what is gone will pass away.

There is reincarnation in the way of heaven, don't regret and regret, our path is just forward.