Volume VI Gonan

The ninth chapter of the final chapter of this volume, the wild goose

The streets are bustling with pedestrians, the sounds of buying and selling come and go, and it is very lively, but Zheng Nan feels extremely lonely, he feels that he is just an outcast of the world, ruthlessly spurned by history.

"I did nothing in my life, but I also longed for the Nantian Avenue, but since I have died, why do I have to crawl out of the tomb after a long time? Let me be no one, no ghost, no family, no home. Scold. ”

A large red cloud drifted through the sky, and the sky immediately darkened.

"Boom"

After a thunderstorm, the shops on both sides of the street closed one after another, and the pedestrians on the street wanted to break their souls, and after a while, the street was cold, leaving Zheng Nan standing alone in the middle of the street.

The sky was thundering, the heavy rain was pouring down, and the cold rain soaked Zheng Nan's clothes, which were given by the old man, but they were wet, Zheng Nan's eyes were like knives, he looked at the sky, raised one hand lightly, said a word in his mouth, and passed softly.

"The sky and the earth are big, where is my home!"

Zheng Nan roared, roaring angrily, as if venting this endless resentment for thousands of years, like a terrible ghost reborn, who died for people, but wanted to live for people. Life, always involuntarily, the sky only knows that the dog's eyes look at people low, how can he say my law, what I mean.

Heaven and earth rain, Zheng Nan's lonely figure was at a loss on the street, sometimes crazy, sometimes roaring, sometimes cold, sometimes kneeling on the ground, ten fingers tightly clasped the soil on the ground, let the rain and wind blow on his body, Zheng Nan was so tired.

Ten thousand years ago, Zheng Nan was born in a martial arts family, and he had a very high talent in cultivation, and was favored by everyone. However, then a nightmare began, and instead of advancing and retreating, the family Xuangong he cultivated actually fell from the Mahayana realm of the force master to the realm of the force calf.

At that time, his father was already standing at the peak of his strength, such a family would inevitably be concerned by all directions, and the pressure Zheng Nan faced could be imagined.

In those gray days, cynicism, sarcasm, indifference, ruthlessness, spitting, abandonment, gossip, every indifferent look...... The pressure from all sides left him at a loss.

However, there is one person who has always believed that one day he will be able to shine. Thinking of that "she", Zheng Nan roared, swallowed blood in his heart, looked sad, and felt unspeakable pain in his heart.

"Yan'er, you know what? The thing I Zheng Nan regrets the most is that I didn't say those three words to you back then: I love you! Zheng Nan pounded the ground desperately, Ren's fists were already boneless, still pounding the ground, roaring towards the sky, Zheng Nan hated, hated monstrous.

Shaohua is easy to pass away, and the red face is easy to age.

Yan'er is the eternal pain in Zheng Nan's heart, and it is also the only regret in his life.

Zheng Nan stumbled into an alley regardless of the direction, he only knew to move forward, he felt the resentment in his chest, and a smell of blood surged up from his stomach.

"Poof."

"Poof."

"Poof."

He opened his mouth and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, his eyes were bloodshot, he closed his eyes unwillingly, his hands were full of blood and mud, Sensen's white bones were exposed, the rain washed Zheng Nan's hand bones, blood and water mixed with sludge, constantly washing, Zheng Nan fell into a muddy field.

The sky seemed to smile, and a cloud moved slightly.

"Yan'er ......" Zheng Nan was finally unconscious, unconscious, and let this god play with his Zheng Nan's fate at will.

God also seemed to hear Zheng Nan's heart, and there was a hint of change.

Bursts of vomiting in someone's mind, bursts of grogginess, memories in their minds being erased and reorganized, poured into something completely incompatible with the original.

Maybe it's a great world, or maybe it's an ancient country.

Or maybe it's a race that should be glorified.

Or maybe it's an original love.

Or maybe a new civilization.

Most likely, a village of guardianship.

Or a reincarnation.

And then there's an empire.