The battle is still going on, although Xia Lang is a little tired, but it still hasn't stopped, there is nothing to say, let alone nothing to ask, what else can be said now, what else can be asked, when did everything start and when will it end.

"What else can you say?" Xia Lang asked the person who was fighting against him, and the person did not respond, but continued to fight Xia Lang calmly.

Xia Lang didn't answer when he heard him, and he didn't know what to say, so he had to stop saying anything, and fought calmly with them.

The others were watching the battle from the sidelines, and they were also very speechless, they had nothing to say, and they didn't know what to ask, and they didn't know what to do in the future.

What else can be said, what else can be asked, what can be said, what is going on, what else can we say in our world, is everything because of me?

Xia Lang's mood almost collapsed, he fought by himself, fought and fought, what was it for, he finally defeated these people very decisively, and returned to the half-life house with Zhu Xiaoxiao and Xiao Mi.

Zhu Xiaoxiao also asked at this moment, "Xia Lang, wait a while, what are we going to do again?"

When Xia Lang heard this, he smiled, "I don't know, how can I know what to do in the future?"

"yes, we really don't know what to say or what to do. Xia Lang really has nothing to say, and there is nothing to ask, what is going on, he can't say clearly, so he simply won't say anything more.

Everyone stopped talking, and they didn't know what else to ask, what else to say, everything seemed to be a dream, and they didn't understand what else to say, life seemed to be like this, we all felt extremely painful existence.

The cliff of pain is the west cliff, the west cliff is the pain, why is it painful here, what else can we think, there seems to be nothing to say, nothing to ask, what is going on, what else can be said, what is going on, everything is like a dream, I just feel a little tired from life, very tired.

What the hell to do, what to say, or is it all a dream? No, absolutely impossible, we must have other ways, otherwise, we would not have come to this point, we would have won.

Xia Lang's emotions began to turn over the river again, and he couldn't figure out at all, what else could he say, what was going on, and the others were also very confused, and they couldn't understand it, perhaps, all this was just empty talk.

There's really nothing to say, and there's nothing that I can't ask, what's going on, or maybe it's, what's going on, why our lives are like this, we shouldn't be like this.

Xia Lang heard the words that looked like scriptures in his ears, and the whole person was very broken, he couldn't figure out what was going on, and he couldn't understand, now, what else can be said, what else can be asked, is there nothing to say about all this?

"Why don't you speak, do you know that we're all feeling a little tired. Xiao Mi spoke to Xia Lang at this moment, she said this, and the others didn't say anything more, and they didn't ask anything more.

Perhaps, too many things have nothing to do with me from the beginning, I seem to be getting more and more tired as I live, why I have come to this point, there are some things, they don't understand.

Xia Lang stood in the half-life residence, thinking hard for a long time, but still didn't come up with an answer, now, what else can he think about, he doesn't know what he is standing here for, just thinking that if he doesn't stand here, it seems that there is no other place to go, only to continue standing, maybe, this is life.

Of course, there is nothing for others to say, let alone to ask, they are all standing in place, and they are also at a loss, what is the meaning of their current life, is it all self-inflicted? What kind of general existence are sentient beings, no one can understand.

Anyway, these things have nothing to do with him, and now he has nothing to say, and there is nothing to ask, everything is empty, Xia Lang's whole person seems a little tired, he doesn't know what to do at all, what else can he think, what is going on.

What is the situation, this is something that has never happened, why is it happening now, everything makes Xia Lang unable to think about the reason, of course, he doesn't want to think about it now, and he doesn't understand what all this is for.

I just feel a little tired from my life, my mind is also confused, I have never been like this, I live in pain every day, I can't understand what it all is about.

Xia Lang, Zhu Xiaoxiao and Xiao Mi are all standing in place, all thinking about the future, isn't it a little ridiculous, they haven't figured out the things now, but how can they understand the future, it seems that everything is nothing to say, nothing to understand.

Maybe all this has nothing to do with me, and there is nothing to ask, of course, these things have nothing to do with me from the beginning, I just feel that I am a little tired from life, what else can I say, or, there has never been anything that can exist, what else can I ask.

Anyway, there is nothing to figure out about all this with yourself, what kind of life is it, is this kind of life really what you should get, no, it will never be like this, our life should not be like this, and we can't admit such a life.

Xia Lang and Zhu Xiaoxiao, as well as Xiao Mi began to wander around the street again, shopping for this kind of thing, Xia Lang didn't know how many times he had gone shopping with them, every time they were a little tired, but they didn't know what to say, what else could they ask, of course, these things also made people feel speechless, and there was nothing to understand, what else could be said, what was going on, Xia Lang didn't understand, and he didn't plan to continue to think about it, perhaps, this is life, Xia Lang is also quite boring, he can't be named Abi, what is going on, and he can't understand these things, and he doesn't know what to do, what the hell are we going on, maybe, a life that never exists, is such a life.

The other people are not in much better mood, they are also walking forward sadly, and they don't know how long they have walked, and they don't understand where else they can go, perhaps, this is life, are these things their own retribution? I don't admit it, but I can't deny these things, as if they never existed.