If it is intentional, if it is unintentional, in the heart, in the mouth, it is always like a ghost that lingers away, and the more you chant, the sadness in the eyes of the middle-aged scholar becomes more and more intense.

Although his demeanor was not unusual, but the hand on the armrest of the recliner was full of anger, and after a long time, the middle-aged scholar realized that he was out of control, raised his hand, and the armrest turned into ashes and scattered.

Looking at his hands in a daze, the middle-aged scholar showed a helpless and bitter smile, the hand that used to hold a big pen, write a hundred chapters, and decide the life and death of countless strong enemies is now only worthy of pinching wood.

The power of the peak of the possession is still there, but it has not been able to advance to the ghost immortal for a long time, and there are even signs of regression, but the heart is dead, how can it continue to move forward?

Bingyun is dead, what is the point of him remaining in the world, this is the true portrayal of him now.

"Ice Cloud, Dream Ice Cloud...... It's gone! ”

Recalling the past, covering his face with his hands, the middle-aged scholar cried like a child, and the crying of his true temperament did not come out of the house.

But it was glimpsed by Tang San, all kinds of signs of forcible crossing, no matter how good it sounded to bless believers and save the world, but the development of the system was offline, and the essence was extremely rude.

In the past, he had wholeheartedly believed in the God of the Primordial Beginning, and he would give the subsystem, this kind of unbeliever was the first time to bestow, and now such a situation was also extremely valuable for Tang San.

The middle-aged scholar's mind was unbalanced, but he didn't notice it himself, and in the depths of his eyes, a touch of silver flashed like nothing.

Tang San watched quietly, and after the wisp of yin qi mixed with the subsystem fused, it was like a holy hand that had extraordinary skills to steal the heart, quietly and silently sneaking into the hearts of people, taking root in the dark side of the depths of the soul, quietly fiddling, absorbing the power of the dark soul to strengthen itself.

Like a spring breeze and rain, it is silent, and it erodes away in the silence, and even if you don't believe it, or even if you are hostile, you will eventually become a devout primordial believer.

At present, he is secretly manipulating the subsystem to erode this middle-aged scholar, and he has many different understandings of the subsystem, and the insignificant subsystem is integrated into the middle-aged scholar's body.

In addition to taking root in the dark side of the soul to absorb nutrients, it also establishes a connection with the breath of a certain existence in the outside world, which is extremely vast and boundless, as if it did not exist between heaven and earth before the subsystem took effect.

But when the subsystem was connected to it, a gap was revealed, and just a glimpse, Tang San knew that that greatness did not exist in this world, but in another world, or the divine realm, the world where the true gods existed!!

The gap is fleeting!

Distracted to pay attention to the middle-aged scholar again, but found that his situation was extremely strange, the wisp of yin qi that Tang San had originally divided was extremely small, if the subsystem was a tool for his transformation, then the yin qi was energy, and the energy was less, and the efficiency of the tool was naturally not high.

He had already prepared a long-term attack and spent a long time to overcome the middle-aged scholar, but unexpectedly, when he looked back now, the situation of the middle-aged scholar was beyond his expectations.

Dazed, dazed, sluggish, with a pious and distorted smile on his face, his eyes were filled with silver, even penetrating the pupils, turning into a real divine light around his body, and the holy light all over his body could not be extinguished.

From an unbeliever to the most devout fanatic in an instant, even the Light became a substance.

This progress was so fast that even Tang San himself was taken aback, analyzed and speculated, and came up with a guess that he didn't know whether it was reliable or not.

Perhaps the moment he gave the subsystem, it was perceived by the gods, presumably even if the gods did not take action in person, just the little light cast by the eyes was not something that mortals could resist, and it was not too much to make such progress.

At this time, the middle-aged scholar's spiritual defense line has been completely eroded by the subsystem, and his body has also begun to metamorphose under the effect of the subsystem, Tang San is the source and master of this subsystem, there is no need to work hard, his will is directly infused into the soul of the middle-aged scholar.

The brocade clothes and food in his childhood, the hard practice when he was young, and the travel in the rivers and lakes in his prime, it was at this time that he got acquainted with Meng Bingyun, the saint of Taishang Dao, and then until now Meng Bingyun married into the Hongfu, his body and soul were destroyed, and the memories of the life of the middle-aged scholar were unreservedly exposed to Tang San's sight.

A stroke of life and death, Jiang Tianhua, the former is the title of the rivers and lakes, the latter is the name, he is a dazzling heroic warrior on the rivers and lakes ten years ago, and he doesn't know how many sensational things he has done when he travels through the rivers and lakes.

He is also the elder of Zhengyi, responsible for the management of many classics of Zhengyi, and is also one of the most powerful figures in Zhengyi.

In the first half of the business, he went to the end of the world with a sword, and he was confident that the world was out of my generation, and the emperor was talking and laughing.

Until he met her, from acquaintance to meeting, from good feeling of affection, and then seeing her lying in the arms of other men, he was unimaginably angry.

Later, she gave birth to a child for that man, named Hong Yi, and his heart was already dead at that time, and he wanted to spend the rest of his life silently watching her in a dark corner and guarding her.

That man, that bastard, actually killed her, actually killed her, bastard! Now I don't know if I'm hungry.,Even if you don't want it.,Give it to me.,I want it!! (ノ=Д=)ノ┻━┻

Ahem!

It was then that he knew that his heart was not dead, and he went to the door to find the man to duel, but he was undoubtedly defeated by not even a ghost, he was trampled on the soles of his feet, all dignity was completely shattered, and revenge became a joke.

He hates, he grieves.