Xia Lang didn't say anything, he continued to walk forward, now he can only keep walking, and he doesn't know what else he can say, in this case, what else do he not understand, such a life, what else can I say, what else do I not understand, this kind of life has nothing to do with me at all, just tired.

However, the Nebula Continent doesn't need a tired Xia Lang, so he can only cheer up, so, next, what to do, what to say, it really makes people feel like a collapse, since the current situation is like this, what else can I say, what else can I do, no matter what I should say, what can I do, I really don't know everything now.

Perhaps, this is life, but Xia Lang still doesn't want to accept his fate like this, so, what else can I think about, it's really gone, so everything now has nothing to do with him, so I only have to accept, and I don't understand what else can be said in life, since there is none, then what am I doing, what am I thinking.

As if these things never existed, he was dreaming, but he didn't know what else he could say, what else could he consider, and no one else knew what else he could say, and he didn't know what he should think.

They all feel that they are very tired of living, so everything now makes them have nothing to say, nothing to think about, just let these things never exist, such a life is really tiring, and it really has nothing to do with him.

We don't know what to say, we don't know what to think, maybe, there really is no way to solve it, I'm really tired, I don't know what to think, really, these things have nothing to do with me from the beginning, what did I do wrong, I really don't understand anything, and I don't know anything.

What is going on, no one can say clearly, no matter what, what else can I say about my life, what else can I think about, such a life is very boring from the beginning, he is completely incomprehensible, it is really very tired, and it is also something I can think about, what else can I say, what else is worth it, it is really not interesting at all.

Perhaps, I don't need to say anything anymore, I don't have to ask anything anymore, I'm really tired, and other people think the same way, so everything has nothing to do with him now, but what can I talk about this kind of life?

I really don't understand anything, but this kind of life really has nothing to do with me, I don't understand anything, what can I do, what can I say, really, these things have nothing to do with me, what is going on, I can't understand it at all, he really doesn't want to say anything, but what should I do and think about these things.

Everything now makes him have no interest in talking, maybe, this is life, this is a completely incomprehensible sound, really, he doesn't know what to say at all, that's it, he doesn't want to say anything, he can't understand it at all, but what should he think about in such a life, there is nothing to say.

Just as these things never existed, Xia Lang didn't know what to do, he stood in place, looking ahead, and he didn't know what attracted him in front of him, making him so stared, but, is life really only such a desperate end, he doesn't know what else he can say, what else can he think, this is people.

If, really this is the only way, what else can I say, what else can I do, or maybe, everything is now and what can I think about, I don't know what to say at all, I don't know what else to think, my current life has nothing to do with me, I just feel so tired of living.

Why should I experience such a tiring life, what did I do wrong, I don't seem to have done anything wrong, then what's wrong with me, what else do I not understand, I'm so tired, I'm really tired, I don't want to say anything, I really don't want to say a word, I'm really tired, why do I want to do this.

What else can be said, what else can be asked, no one can explain all this clearly, Xia Lang can't hear clearly, let alone understand, what else can I think about in such a life, this kind of life is really tiring, I really don't want to ask any questions, I'm really tired, what is related to me, I really don't want to understand anything.

This kind of life has nothing to do with me from the beginning, I feel speechless, maybe, this is life, what should I do, I can't understand it at all, I'm so tired, I'm really tired, I want to cry, but I don't know what to say, everything has nothing to do with him now, so, what's going on now, what should I think.

There's no way, such things have nothing to do with me, I'm very tired, I really don't want to say a word, after all, these things have nothing to do with me, I don't know what's going on from beginning to end, and I don't know what else I can say, what else can I ask.

Or maybe, everything has nothing to do with him now, I'm really getting tired and tired, what should I do, what should I say, I'm really tired, I'm really tired.

No one can understand my current difficulties, let alone understand what I should do, Xia Lang can't understand it at all, and I don't understand what to think about now, what can I say, what can I do, I'm really tired, I don't understand anything, let alone anything, this kind of life has nothing to do with me at all.

That's it, I don't want to understand anything, I'm really tired, I don't want to say a word, because, now everything has nothing to do with me, I never want to know these things, I really don't have anything to do.

Why is there such a life, I really don't want to think about anything, Xia Lang doesn't know what to do, how to say it, what can I do now, what is going on, but, what else do I don't understand, I'm really tired, maybe, this is life, I don't want to say anything, just forget everything, I don't want to remember anything, after remembering these things, I will only live more and more tired, what else do I not understand, I am really confused.

It's a pity that I don't want to say anything more, and there is nothing to understand, everything has nothing to do with me now, I feel so tired of living, so be it, don't think about anything anymore, let everything dissipate with the wind.