Zheng Chulan sat next to Gano, and without saying a word, picked up the debris that the wind had blown on his face. Uncle Zhong looked at them, coughed lightly, and left here with the remaining three, the so-called Shengdan Jingmo ugly, although the master is a casual word, but since it comes out, then he has to achieve it. Otherwise, the results that no one wants to see will be behind.

The people were gone, but Ganor still hadn't woken up. Autumn is here after all, and the wind is very cold, whirling to blow off the leaves from the treetops.

"After all, you still don't believe me." For a long time, Zheng Chulan sighed deeply. "Maybe it's my fault. But in this way, I feel a little tired, you can't protect me for a lifetime, it was like this in the previous life, and this time is also like this, I don't want to say anything about you looking down on me or anything, after all, it's true, but I'm tired, I don't want to be like this all the time, otherwise, there will be no change in this life. In the future, I will set you free, you can leave me to grow up, I don't want to do this anymore. "Fingers brushed over the tattoo on the body, this kind of trouble that comes with the soul will not stop, since you can't dodge, why can't you use it yourself, in the chess game, since you can't be a controller, then you have to be the most useful one, save it to the end, you can naturally see the beginning and end of this chess game, and then do whatever you want.

When I got up to leave, I seemed to hear a voice from behind me, but I didn't want to look back, in this world, there is always a kind of person who you are powerless and trusting, you can hand over your body to him, but you can't commit your future to him.

The wind was very strong, and there was a crystal liquid flowing out of Gano's eyes, and I knew that I knew that I knew, and yet, many things were like the tree that had grown, with the wind blowing, the rain beating, and the fire burning, but he was still like that. You can't change the veins that go deep underground.

Since it is said to be a gift to that person, although it is not said when and what kind of gift it will be, but for the intention of giving it to that person, then the most basic thing is naturally a joke. Martial arts, weapons, clothing, learning direction, management direction and so on, etc. Nature is also different.

Walking silently with the man who didn't know when he appeared, he always seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, remembering his funny expression under the tree at that time, I didn't expect that he was still a nosy person, and he didn't look like a person here.

"Just tell me the direction, you can carry him away. I'll keep up. Still stopped and watched him say this, those times, after all, are not empty.

I saw that the man hurriedly pointed in the direction, and said a few words casually and rushed back, since he had attracted the attention of Fuji, then, these people would not do anything openly, at least his life was unharmed, then, what else to worry about, after all, he appeared from the place where jackals, tigers and leopards gathered, in terms of the emperor's mind, how could he not dabble in it when his mother did not die. The only variable is just yourself, stretching out your palm and looking at the palm that seems to be nothing, no matter what Li Yu said in that cave is true or not, you have to hold on to the end. The fog is so thick that I'm going to tear it apart!

It was getting late, the twilight was falling, and I ran quickly in that direction, I don't know how long it took, when I was about to be exhausted, I saw the big open space, and the hut in twos and threes, approached, and saw that there was still no one in the open space, just a table, and there was a piece of paper on the table, and it was a word of iron painting silver hook.

"Dan"

Someone came over, with an expressionless face, looked at himself and nodded, turned around and left, Zheng Chulan swallowed back into his mouth just as he was about to speak.

It's obviously not a big place, but it seems that there is some kind of formation in the secret, which makes people a little confused, just silently follow the prison, and then stop in front of a hut.

"The class master will come tomorrow, and I will come again when the time comes." The words are gone, and there is no more explanation.

Zheng Chulan touched his deflated stomach, turned around and walked towards the house, to see if there was anything to eat, otherwise he would find a way.