"What's going on? Facebook, stand there and give me a ......."

The same weird scene once again appeared in front of Xing Kun like a magic concoction. Eight? One Chinese net =≈≤.≥8≥ the greater the fist wind and the more airflow he carried, the faster and farther away Xiao Zhan became.

Like an angry beast, Xing Kun, whose eyes were red, waved his fist to speed up, and kept attacking Xiao Zhan.

However, like a rootless duckweed, Xiao Daguan dodged lightly, and slowly landed. As if it was a program designed by a precision instrument, it could always keep a certain distance from Xing Kun.

Xiao Zhan is like watching a movie, and the protagonist is himself. The heroines are interspersed in his various stages, from the original tiger girl to Xiaofang who leads into the door, from the enchanting bamboo leaf green to the inch of lovesick and gray Zheng Ru......

No matter what stage it is, there are sorrows and joys, discomforts and happiness. Their figures appeared in Xiao Zhan's mind in turn.

Ethereal but so real! However, there is always an insurmountable 'gap' between him and the girls, which is small, shallow and not long. But Xiao Zhan used all his strength to cross it!

I could only scream with all my might, and stretched out my right hand to grasp it. Yet the more he did that, the farther away these women became.

One is drifting into the distance, the other is striving to pursue.

On the edge of the cliff, before the abyss!

Xiao Daguan, who had lost their traces, knelt on his knees in pain. His hands gripped the stone face and made a 'creaking' sound.

He wanted to cry, cry loudly!

An almost roaring roar, echoing between the valleys and the abyss. He sat there weakly, but just when he was confused, a shadow passed through the fog behind him and walked towards him.

Xiao Zhan, who turned back suddenly, saw Liu Qingyan's tearful face. She looked at Xiao Zhan in pain, she heard the name of every woman he shouted, but there was no her!

"You're a liar, you're a liar......" shouted this sentence almost with all his might, clutching Liu Qingyan, who was clutching his clothes, looking so painful.

In the empty valley, her mantra echoed for a long time. Xiao Zhan, who got up suddenly, stood there with a complicated expression. It darkened before his eyes, until the dawn reflected on his face through the layers of dark clouds.

The 'Buzzing ......' was once again as shocking as thunder, causing Xiao Zhan to roll in pain with his head in his hands. The few shadows that were originally unpredictable appeared around Xiao Zhan again.

They felt sorry for Xiao Zhan and questioned his true feelings. They stood hesitantly in place, but their expressions were complicated towards Xiao Zhan.

Finally caught the erratic Xiao Zhan, and Xing Kun, who had a hideous face, finally showed a 'relieved' smile. It's all over, and it's all over with his fist slamming into the other person's head.

"Facebook, I'm going to use your origin to renew my life for another day!"

When Xing Kun's fist was about to smash into Xiao Zhan, two lines of bloody tears suddenly rolled out of the corners of his eyes. Although his eyes were closed, his expression looked so painful!

Blood overflowed from the corners of his chapped mouth, and he opened the corners of his mouth slightly, and suddenly said: "One flower and one world, one leaf and one pursuit." A song and a sigh, how many people are there in a lifetime? ”

'Boom ......' The air flow that suddenly exploded in front of Xiao Zhan also caused Xing Kun, who was close at hand, to fall heavily into the distance like a kite with a broken string. After smashing the table, he rolled several times before stopping.

'Puff ......' spit viscous brown blood, Xing Kun, who became sluggish in an instant, could really feel the passage of life.

Compared with this pass, what made him even more unacceptable was Xiao Zhan's transformation. looked at the official Xiao who had already sat up. After taking a deep breath of foam, he picked up Zou Linshan, who had been boiled dry, again, and sucked hard again until this old guy was only skinned and bone.

"Facebook, you can't beat me, you can't win."

After yelling at this, Xing Kun once again pulled his legs and rushed towards Xiao Zhan.

"It turns out that each of them is my 'world'. It turns out that every time they pursue, they are longing for the combination of 'green leaves and red flowers'. The overture sung by every woman laments all this from the bottom of her heart. Who and how many people is this short life for? ”

Hesitant, confused!

Xiao Zhan, who was in danger and didn't know it, firmly closed himself in his subconscious. Being on the edge of a cliff, in front of an abyss, taking a step forward is liberation. There will be no more pain, no more struggles, and no more toiling for the so-called duty, obligation and glory!

Put down, two simple words, a few eleven strokes.

It's easy to say, and it's not hard to write! But who can really let go?

One foot was already dangling in front of the cliff, and the scattered rocks kept rolling down into the abyss. Xiao Zhan, whose eyes were glazed, looked painfully at the dawn reflected on his face through the dark clouds, and tears were already covering his face.

The familiar voice of "Huzi ......" suddenly came from behind Xiao Zhan, and he turned his head suddenly, and saw Zhong Zecheng in a long robe, standing not far from him.

It's like a child who has been wronged outside and is looking for the arm of his parents. Xiao Zhan, who had never shown his fragile side in front of his father, was crying like a child at this moment.

"Dad, am I wrong?" Xiao Zhan, whose voice trembled, looked at Zhong Zecheng who was standing there with teary eyes.

The book saint who did not answer him positively said thoughtfully: "The infatuated men in the world, regardless of their status, are probably wrong to like women, and I hope to know their mistakes for the rest of their lives!" Are you wrong? Maybe it's wrong, are you willing to change it? Unwilling. ”

Xiao Zhan, who was stunned there, looked at his father in a daze, looking at his warm smile, he fell into deep thought!

"Those who think too much will be tired, and those who have a heavy heart will be bitter!"

"Dad, what should I do?" Xiao Zhan, who heard Zhong Zecheng's words, immediately asked.

"There are thousands of injuries and illnesses in the world, emotional injuries are terminally ill, and heart disease is incurable!" Zhong Zecheng, who looked helpless, didn't care at all that Xiao Zhan was already crumbling on the edge of the cliff. His smile was still calm.

"I like them!"

"They? Do they like you? Zhong Zecheng's words made Xiao Zhan, who was looking into the distance, look for 'them' faces again, yes, if they don't like it, why are they so painful?

Just as Xiao Zhan was pondering, Zhong Zecheng's voice gradually came from afar: "They like you, so they don't want to reason with you." You like them, so you always want to reason with them. In fact, there is no reason for such a reason. ”

If you are tempted to think about it, your intention will arise......

Since ancient times, this has been a great truth that has no reason.

These truths are knots in the heart, and when you open your heart, you will have a scar, and there may not be a good or bad difference between the two! Suffering in this way, there will never be an answer.

It's hard to repay the love debt, and you can pay it off as soon as you die?

The responsibility is irresistible, and it doesn't exist once it's gone?

What is Zen? What is Relief? What is the beauty of the ginseng?

Xiao Zhan suddenly laughed, he saw the sunrise through the clouds, he saw the brothers laughing and scolding, and he saw their reluctant eyes more clearly.

"What is Zen? Since there are them, there is no Zen in the world. ”

Xiao Zhan, who suddenly opened his eyes, saw Xing Kun's pustular-covered fist, smashing into his face. Xiao Daguan, who suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, slowly stretched out his right hand, only to hear the sound of 'pop', and the other party's 'powerful and heavy' punch was so lightly dissolved by Xiao Zhan.

And it only clamped down on his right arm!

"You...... You...... It can't be ......"

Without waiting for Xing Kun to finish roaring, Xiao Zhan, who suddenly got up, bent the opponent's arm in the opposite direction. Suddenly, the 'click' of broken bones echoed through the entire hall.

There was no roar of pain, and for Xing Kun, pain was no longer perceptible to him. Xing Kun, who didn't look at his broken or even twisted and deformed arm, stared at the man in front of him in a daze.

The mouth kept repeating: "This can't be! ”

"This should be the most fundamental difference between our ancient martial artists and forbearance, right? Nothing is impossible, even if you have the ability of a high-grade little grandmaster right now. ”

After ......saying this, Xiao Zhan, who stretched out his right foot, kicked the other party's abdomen. Xing Kun, whose whole body was off the ground, was pulled back by Xiao Daguan.

Suddenly slammed from top to bottom, Xing Kun, who was lying on the ground, had a 'close contact' with the ground. Suddenly, the dust was flying, and the carpet that had been laid on the surface was carved into a few points.

The cement floor under the carpet is even deeper than dozens of centimeters!

Xiao Daguan, who did not let go, suddenly reversed his arm, and pulled back with his left arm. Xiao Zhan, who was standing condescendingly behind the opponent, directly raised his right leg and stepped on it instantly from back to front.

The military boots on Xiao Zhan's feet instantly penetrated Xing Kun's back like sharp blades. In an instant, through Xing Kun's back, he stepped on the carpet.

And Xing Kun, who had kept his eyes open all the time, couldn't believe Xiao Zhan's transformation to death, why it was so fast. I kept recalling what Xiao Zhan had just said in my mind.

Is it true that the artificial master can't be inferior to the one who has improved by his own efforts?

This question can only be explored by Xing Kun when he goes to hell.

Panting, he retracted his right leg and slowly retreated to the side of Xiao Daguan, his face was also blood-red and gradually turned pale. The silver needles inserted in his whole body seemed to be unable to withstand the air flow flowing around Xiao Zhan's body.

They trembled with overwhelm, and there were signs of appeal. The weaker Xiao Daguan became, his body retreated again and again, until his back rested on the pillar of the hall.

He has realized the heavenly opportunity and achieved 'no Zen in the world'. But he forcibly used the 'Qi Machine' that should not have belonged to him.

He is a member of the sect, but he is a small sect! And when the more than 300 silver needles inserted into his body forcibly raised him to another realm in the early stage of entering the sect, he was like a dying old man who 'returned to the light', and with his last strength, he completed the killing of Xing Kun.

At this time, the meridians in Xiao Zhan's body could no longer withstand the rampage of this air current.

As far as he is concerned, when the pure yang body enters the sect by relying on his own perception, it is when he sighs 'life and death'. This is also the fundamental reason why Xiao Zhan worked so hard and did not enter the sect for a long time.

He is no different from Xing Kun just now, and he has already felt the passage of life. Especially when the silver needles were unbearably shaken open, his breath gradually dissipated!

"There is no Zen ...... in the world" Xiao Zhan, who spat blood from his mouth, spat out these four words with a smile, and all he recalled in his mind were their faces.