Sakuramori walks alone in the forest.,Now the society is getting more and more wrong.,The monster has become more and more powerful.,Sakuramori found that the monster is gradually increasing.,What the hell is going on?,The recent hunting activities are not particularly smooth.。

Everywhere Sakuramori walked was a mess, and there were no people, and Sakuramori felt that someone must have found a place to hide. Otherwise, there are too few corpses on this road, compared to the monsters, and they are all the bones of some old and weak people similar to the elderly, or the disabled or children. And there are very few bones of adults, which shows that these people have abandoned the old and children and chosen to act in the way that is most beneficial to them.

Leaving behind the burden, everyone escaped together in a group, Sakuramori didn't want to criticize such a move, under such conditions, it was helpless to do such a thing, not to mention, human beings were already weak. Excess compassion will kill them all. You can't judge them by your own morality, you have your own morality in this case.

Although he comforted himself in this way, in fact, Sakuramori was still sad, how innocent the weak were, who of them didn't want to survive. Sakuramori hid the sadness in his eyes.

The sun can't shine on the eternal night,

The river flows endlessly in the desert,

Love doesn't end there,

Salvation is holy, light,

The sun in the hearts of the shipwrecked,

The so-called hero's burden,

There is no time limit, no morality, and no end.

Heroes have always been heroes of the same life, the world is so changeable, the weak are still so weak, the weak are still so many, the hero's task will never end, the hero can never save everyone, and the hero cannot save everyone. The so-called weak person, since looking up at the starry sky and thinking that the sky is immutable, the weak person has always been weak, and he can't wait to save the hero of his life.

The greatest wish of the weak is to be at ease and to work hard, but it is not possible to have a smooth ride. What is the biggest sorrow in your life, what is the sadness in your life, what about your sadness, oh, maybe he wants to hide for the rest of his life, but that doesn't mean that you are happy.

Sakuramori walked alone in the forest, the forest was still so deserted, and at night a cool breeze blew on her cheeks, the future is still so long, Sakuramori is full of expectations for the child, maybe I can teach him swordsmanship, or maybe I can teach my little padded jacket some poison or something. There is still a period of hard time to go in the future, maybe it can't be called bitterness, the days are always gone, and those tragic memories can only slowly dissipate in the air.

The hardest thing is to repeat the boring days every day, to pass every day in a flickering way, to consume one's will in a drowsy time, and to lose oneself in the years. I can't find the meaning of life, what is the meaning of life, many people can't figure it out until they die, or many people have thought about it, but when they come to a conclusion, it's as if this life has been limited.

Sometimes this problem is a disaster, and people who understand it wrong fall into blind spots and work in vain for half their lives. Many people are thinking that life can be done all over again, whether it will end better, it should not, people's desires are infinite, constantly expanding. People who can restrain their desires have no desires, but they have also lost the innocence of life. It's a trade-off. The more Sakuramori thought about it, the more painful it became, and even though she had been through a lot, she didn't know the answer.

What does she want, she doesn't know, does she want home? The meaning of home is very abstract, like a very reassuring and warm feeling. But how to treat her children, if there is no correct education and guidance, there will be a lot of changes in the future, or like the yin, or too pampered, will not grow up, it is difficult to raise a healthy child. She's not ready, she's also a child psychologically.

This is this kind of inexplicable joy of being smashed, and the washed Sakuramori is at a loss, it is an indescribable feeling, and his heart is wrapped in a warm atmosphere. It's also a sense of anticipation, that sense of purpose, that sense of belonging. Sakumori has thought about it, that is one of the purposes of her life, maybe she has more to look forward to, maybe the future is really difficult, and finally there is a light for her. Finally, there is someone who is connected to her by blood and has a home.

Some people are born with a lack of security, the world is full of thorns, and they are always worried that they may be pierced by every thorn. The world is always full of darkness, as if no faint light can hide the engulfing of the night. Many people feel that this is a tragedy, that finding the composition of a world is a drama, that it is lonely, and that it is impossible to find one person in the world who fully understands another person. It's an affirmation that is implanted in the mind.

The environment, the background, the influence is always so drastic, and everyone still has a lot of ideas. Trying to understand a stranger makes you feel strange, sad, as if you are destined to live forever alone. Many people are used to swimming in crowds. Most people are so similar, but that kind of ordinary, he can't get it, he can't be as indifferent as others.

The indifference of the appearance cannot hide the desolation of the heart, this is the loneliness of man. Sakuramori sometimes feels that she is always so lonely, and sometimes, Sakuramori feels that she is a part of this world, and many people are as lonely as her.

Sakuramori carefully observed everything on the road, the wheezing monster, its eyes could no longer care about the other external environment, ignoring the darkness, during the day, there was no mind to hunt, it seemed to foresee death, a large part of its body was eaten, next to it was the corpse of the same kind, only it was lucky to have another life, and its eyes were scattered as if it was enduring great pain. Under the scorching sun, his body was already crawling with small insects that wanted to swallow it. The beast let out a few low howls occasionally.

After a while, the monster died, Sakuramori watched it die, there was no sound, the whole body was completely stiff, at this time it was slowly entering the evening, the afterglow of the sun sprinkled on the ground affectionately, Sakuramori saw that he had some reddened skin. It's like that day. Sakuramori silently took out a piece of rabbit meat and walked while holding it.

Although there may be unknown dangers, whatever, isn't that how life is interesting?

Sakuramori watched the monster die little by little, she thought that this monster would survive, but Sakuramori still saw the unwillingness in its eyes. But she wouldn't come to her rescue, and if it survived tonight, then it was wishful thinking on her part to give it a new lease of life.

Seeing the demonic beast in despair, pain, struggle, the passage of time, the passage of life, Sakuramori's absolute self seemed to understand something again, but he couldn't say it, he just felt that life was precious, and suddenly felt extremely happy to be here. After the monster took his last breath, Sakuramori seemed to be relieved.

This moment is always coming.,Sakuramori seems to have substituted himself into a Warcraft.,Sakuramori feels like a Warcraft.,Finally freed.,No one knows that Sakuramori's world is raining heavily.。

The rain came vigorously, and those loneliness finally didn't hurt so much, she saw the loneliness of the monster, the kind of loneliness that only left herself, hopeless waiting, from struggling, slowly complying with fate, and finally finding the home of the soul, all of a sudden her body stiffened, and Sakuramori also felt that her body stiffened for a while.

No matter how beautiful the mountains and rivers are, if I don't want to appreciate them, they don't exist. The rain in the world of Sakuramori is still falling, but it is slowly getting smaller, just like the spring rain makes people comfortable, warm and lonely. At that moment, Sakuramori inexplicably felt the power of freedom. There is no way to say, the origin is unknown. The hand that gnawed on the rabbit meat was extremely chic, but the eyes leaked the rain in his heart.

You say what loneliness is, damn it, how do I know what it is, he's everywhere, he's everywhere.

Sakuramori continued to walk on the road alone, occasionally she was afraid of ghosts, but in the dark of night, she advised herself that there would be lurking monsters around, be careful, maybe there would be terrible ghosts, and there would be crazy monks to catch them to make the Ding Furnace.

The voice in my heart kept remembering, but the footwork that should be taken never stopped.

Sakuramori found the figure of a monk, Sakuramori hurriedly chased after her, she hadn't seen a human monk for a long time, this war was a bit tragic, humanity was wiped out a lot, but it didn't reach the point of the end of the world. Sakurato followed him to a cave, and saw that there were many monks living in it, as well as ordinary female cultivators. Their qualifications and cultivation all seem to be very meager.

And the clothes on the body can't cover the body, and everyone has a very normal attitude, as if there is nothing strange about such a thing. Some of the more powerful monks discovered the existence of Sakuramori during the Yudan.

"Monk Who," was the tone of questioning, and Sakuramori also felt that he didn't need to hide it. "I'm a student at the Imperial Seal Academy, and I happened to pass by here," Sakuramori didn't want to reveal too much information about himself. Those people breathed a sigh of relief, and when they saw Sakuramori's beauty, they couldn't help but have evil thoughts in their hearts.

"If you want to be sheltered by us, you have to fit in with us." When Sakura Mori heard his words, he looked at the shame in the eyes of those female cultivators, and the indifference, and understood all this.

"What if I don't want to." The monks showed expressions of not knowing what to do, "Come, catch her, and teach her the rules here." "Sakura Mori looked at the faces of these so-called protectors, it was really disgusting, although Xiao Yuan didn't need a soul anymore, but there was nothing wrong with making up for it occasionally.

Sakuramori felt that he didn't even need to take medicine, so Sakuramori took out his sword, which should get used to the smell of blood. "Be outside, otherwise these mortals who have not cultivated will be easily involved." Sakuramori thought for a moment.

As soon as he stepped out of the cave, he saw that these monks were young and old, and they looked righteous and awe-inspiring, and Sakuramori felt amused. There were also several nuns among them. "By doing this, you are also discarding the dignity of women." Sakuramori couldn't help but comment. These women are hopeless.

But Sakuramori felt that he shouldn't have killed them, and that sometimes women were much more useful than men.

Those monks still had a nonchalant expression, after all, dozens of people should not have pressure on a Jindan monk of the same level at all. The nuns were already angry, and the words touched all their nerves, and they wanted to kill her.

All the people here know that there is nothing wrong with doing this, only by doing this, can they have hope of living, they don't want to die yet, only this person thinks like this, so extreme, I don't know why, they want to kill her more than those male cultivators.

Sakuramori's appearance is undoubtedly their biggest threat, and with such a look, they can get better treatment in it, and Sakuramori looks at them with some admiration. These women are really thinking about their situation all the time, and if they are doing the other thing, they don't know how many people will be harmed.

It's really a good character.,It's just a little stupid.,It's not good for these male cultivators.,It's more united and put in some formations.,It's really a little tricky to deal with it.,Among them, there are also good hands who use poison.,It seems that it's a little bit of a skill to survive in this chaos.。