"This rain will be for a while, I'm afraid I won't be able to stand it" Fenglin Tianxia glanced at the burst rain in the void, and sighed: "Hey, it's a pity that a generation of Tianjiao."

"I don't know who it will be this time" The mad detective also felt the same way, revealing a look of regret.

"Again?" When everyone heard the word mad detective, they were surprised and didn't understand what it meant.

"The person who can cause such a vision may have already stepped into the heavenly position" When Luo Zheng said this, he couldn't help but glance at the person in front of him, this is also a Tianjiao figure.

A Heavenly Rank Desperate Cultivator who is only twenty and four years old is even expected to step on the level of a legend or even a demigod before he is thirty.

Will you be able to reach the end?

Feng Ling didn't know the world, Luo Zheng didn't know, and no one even knew, because people are so fickle and unreasonable.

God to God, dust to dust, earth to earth, everything vanishes with time.

Someone falls, someone lives, heaven and earth are destroyed, there is also heaven and earth reborn, there is crossing and rebirth, there is nothing, there is helplessness, there is also an ordinary life, and even in a certain world, there are people like ants, such as you and me.

Time passes, every moment, every minute, there are countless people born and died, this is the law of all things, but also the reincarnation of heaven and earth, one day, Luo Zheng they are also a handful of loess.

Although these people are only small people to those big gods.

But they have everything that little people don't have, that is, seeking truth and truth, pursuing martial arts and swordsmanship, a sword grievance and hatred, and a horse fighting the sword world.

Maybe their lives weren't perfect, maybe their lives ended early, maybe their people were evil, maybe maybe they ...... There's a lot of maybe, maybe.

But they have no regrets, people are dead, whether brilliant or not, it doesn't matter anymore.

Similarly, their heaven and earth, world, life, swordsmanship, rivers and lakes, and martial arts are also extremely gorgeous, gorgeous and colorful, and they can sing and cry.

It's a pity, it's a pity that Luo Zheng and they don't know who this rain is for, because no one has seen it, naturally no one remembers them, and people go to the empty building, maybe that's it.

Those who can be remembered can often only be the great men of the world of celebrities, but even so, these great men of the world must be drowned in the river of time.

But is there really no one who will remember them?

Maybe not.

Because their opponents will still remember them, and even if they fall, they will still remember their faces, and remember everything about them.

Because they are also small people, and they are also people who are running around for life, even if they are the strongest people in the world, they are still small people, if they can't even remember them, then this is the sadness of the little people.

"Come with me" Feng Lingtian's heart moved, the flame in his hand began to tremble slightly, and the world gradually blurred, as if he was gradually leaving this world.

Most of the people present are "good", but they can't see the mystery of Feng Lingtian, except for those who are hidden, they can know the mystery of this hand.

"Interesting, Feng Ling Tianxia has been able to do it preliminarily, integrating the mystery of the legend, but there is still a world of difference from the real heavenly perfection"

A very ordinary old man, sitting in a corner, saw exactly this scene.

Or should I say that he witnessed it from beginning to end, and it was only the first time he spoke.

"I said old buttons, what do you mean by this profoundness" A man wearing a waiter's clothes next to him pulled his clothes open and returned to his original appearance.

"Boy, I'm not pretending to be profound, I'm just talking about things" I was not annoyed by the riddle, and drank coffee leisurely: "Little guy, don't come out yet."

"What about you," Ling'er's fingers rubbed the back of the little fox.

The little fox turned around and pushed Ling'er out directly: "It's not to call me, it's to call you."

"It's still smart that the fox fairy doesn't stand with them" The little fox fairy hid on the cash register, eating apples with a chirp, which look like how leisurely and leisurely it is.

"Little guy, I mean the door, not the little guy"

"Ouch" When the little fox fairy heard that there was someone behind him, he immediately stood up, but he touched the top of the table, rolled out directly, and raised his head slightly.

Seeing the riddle, the eldest boy's elbow leaned on the table, drinking a drink and looking at himself, he also felt two gloating eyes, and shook left and right: "Okay, it's you."

"Hee-hee"