Xia Lang felt that the first thing he had to do was to identify with his identity, he was no longer the big man he used to be, but an insignificant little person, a peddler and pawn, this kind of profession, he could no longer enter and leave the palace as before, he could only linger in the market every day, he experienced such a day every day, how long did he need to experience, he didn't dare to stay longer, after all, if, every day passes, his identity will change in a new way, just like before, he is still a very powerful character, of course, they didn't speak, and they didn't know what to do, what to think, everything now makes him very speechless。

He didn't know that he could climb up, and now he knew how happy he was in his previous days, which was precious, what else could he say, what else could he think, everything now made him feel confused, of course, he had more choices, but it seemed that there was only one such choice.

Even if it's just one time, he feels that he has to cherish it very much, otherwise, he will still be robbed by others, so he is now starting to work hard, but he doesn't understand what else he can do, what else can he think, or perhaps, what should he do.

Of course, Xia Lang still has more methods, but these methods are not understandable to ordinary people, they are not clear, and they cannot understand Xia Lang's heart.

Fortunately, Xia Lang finally thought of a solution, that is, to defeat the previous one, so he returned to the temple, and he saw that the person next to Zhu Xiaoxiao and Xiao Mi was not himself, and he was a little puzzled, what should he do.

No one can say clearly, Xia Lang doesn't understand what else he can do, he just walks around, he doesn't know if there is a future in life, the more he lives, the more tired he becomes, what made him get to where he is today.

No one can analyze it clearly, and no one knows what the reason is, of course, everything now, they don't say anything anymore, because, besides, it's also redundant, they are all a little tired.

Is there any way to solve the dilemma in front of them, no one knows, they are all tired, everyone does not know what to do, what else is there to say, they are all tired, they are very tired, if they can, they hope that everything will not be related to themselves.

What he needs most is quiet, only in this way can he live, but what should he do, how to say it, he doesn't know, and others naturally don't understand.

Such a predicament in life, what should I do, what should I say, they don't know anymore, everyone doesn't know, everything has nothing to do with them now, if that's the case, what else can we do, what else can we say, no one knows, no one can understand.

For the sake of the future, Xia Lang also came up with a way to get the best of both worlds, that is, waiting, originally, he wanted to solve this problem by contacting as few people as possible, but in the end, he found that everything was in vain, what can he do now, what else can he say, or perhaps, everything now makes him a little difficult.

They don't say anything anymore, and they don't quite understand what they should think, maybe, this is life, he has nothing to understand, and other people are very difficult to understand, what else do I not understand, I'm also drunk, I'm really confused, and other people don't know what to think.

Perhaps, such a life should not have existed from the beginning, but, now, it has been like this, what else can he say, since he doesn't have to say anything more, he doesn't think much about it, and continues to be busy with his own affairs, life is like this, he doesn't understand anything.

Is it true that these things have nothing to do with me, what have I done wrong, what else do I not understand, are these mistakes made by me, if this is the case, what else can I think, what else can I say? Longlong

Nobody knows, no one understands, I'm really tired, if I can, I want to forget everything, if that's the case, that's fine, but what else can I say, I really don't know at all.

What else can I do, what can I do, what can I say, I'm really tired, I really can't solve this kind of thing, what else can I do.

Or perhaps, these things now have nothing to do with me, if this is really the case, it will be fine, but the truth is always unexpected, Xia Lang doesn't know what to do, he doesn't know what else to say, and what else he doesn't understand.

Perhaps, no, there is really nothing, he doesn't want to ask anything, let alone understand these things, because these things really make him too tired, what to do, how to say, he doesn't know at all, and he doesn't understand what else he can ask.

I feel very pessimistic and disappointed about the future, but the others are elated, they are all confused, everyone is a little broken, but, even so, Xia Lang still feels dissatisfied, life may always be like this, he doesn't want to say anything.

Could it be that those powerhouses in other star fields did it? If this is the case, what should he do, Xia Lang felt that his head was a little big, he didn't know why he was doing this, but everyone knew what Xia Lang was thinking in his heart.

"Have you already thought about it?" Xia Lang didn't say anything when he heard this, because, now, he didn't know what to say, he was too tired

Moreover, there is nothing else to say, everything is too tired now, he really feels that he has too much to live, and if he can, he wants to forget everything.

However, Zhu Xiaoxiao and Xiao Mi didn't want him to forget these things, so they were trying to make Xia Lang remember these things.

Xia Lang was also quite helpless when he heard Zhu Xiaoxiao say this, "Why do you always ask me to remember all these things?"

No one understands, what else can he say, what else can he do, he doesn't know, others are also confused, everyone is speechless at the moment, if he can, he will forget all these things.

However, what can he do, he doesn't know, the others are getting more and more confused, if he can, he really wants to disappear from this world forever, this world doesn't seem to torture him enough, so, it's not too willing, what else can he do, what else can he say.

No one will tell Xia Lang the truth, and he doesn't know what he did wrong, why he always has to encounter these things, he thought of this, and laughed to himself, and now, he can only laugh

If he could, he wanted to forget everything else, what could he say, what else could he do, he didn't know, he didn't understand much.