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The summer is scorching, and the light is sprinkled and the earth is burned.

The smell of fire is steaming, and in mid-July, it is the time when the heat is at its peak.

Gangnam, J City.

The road that I haven't seen for a long time, the scenery that I haven't seen for a long time, the people I haven't seen for a long time.

Obviously, he has only been away for a year, but it seems that seven or eight years have passed, and his eyes are turning, and all of them are trance and amazement.

Everything is so familiar, and everything is so unfamiliar.

Strange, not strange.

A sigh came out, and what it contained was joy or melancholy?

The figure walked through the street, and the body was stained with wind and dust.

The creepers on the walls have become more and more luxuriant, and the green leaves on the wooden shelves have completely obscured those hollows, and there is no longer any golden brilliance.

The cats and dogs in the community are lazily basking in the sun, because there are no more bad cats here who are fighting and fighting.

Everything is so familiar.

Sun Changning is back, back to J City, back home.

The head was raised, and his heart was full of emotion.

Crossing mountains, crossing rivers, crossing grasslands, seeing heavy snowfall, and seeing the desert.

This year is really extremely fulfilling, compared to working behind closed doors, the harvest of this year's going out can be described as worth several years of water mill work.

Among them, the best and most subtle harvest is, of course, the top-level kung fu of "White Tiger Tongyi" and Huajin.

Wind and dust, experience, and all suffering will eventually turn into positive results.

Just like Master Xuanzang traveled west thousands of years ago, what he finally got was not only his own observations, but also Buddhism, teachings, thoughts, and a copy of "The Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty", which has been passed down through the ages, and even influenced future generations to create "Journey to the West".

The result will come late, but it will never come back.

People will experience a lot in this life, walk the roads of many places, walk on bridges in many places, see clouds many times, drink many kinds of wine, and even... Loved someone.

Mr. Shen Congwen's love letter to Zhang Zhaohe, the beginning of the sentence, does not seem to be inconsistent anywhere.

Sun Changning thought so in his heart, looking at the slightly old building, it seemed that it had also experienced a lot of unknown vicissitudes.

A lot of stories, a lot of stories, often people say, I have wine, do you have a story?

But now I don't have wine, and I can't open my mouth, I won't tell the stories of the past.

The past will pass, and the one who returns will return.

The future belongs to young people, and those in the past cannot keep up with the times, and will only be abandoned by the times in the end.

This is true regardless of the era.

This is true of all trades.

Including warriors.

Sun Changning's eyes became in a trance, and it seemed that many people appeared in front of him.

With the movement of his footsteps, those figures gradually became clearer, along the way, he had killed many people, and he had also killed the Tiger and Wolf King, the Dongying people, and the Grandmaster, and unconsciously, it seemed that his hands were already covered with blood.

But all the way to martial arts, if you really do it, there will inevitably be casualties, kill the Dongying people, because they deserve to be killed. Killing the grandmaster, because there is a grudge that cannot be resolved, and killing him is also dignified and upright, killing in the ring.

It's just a matter of fighting for a breath.

Sun Changning suddenly burst into laughter.

Yes, it's just a matter of fighting for a breath, but there are some things, in martial arts, if you don't fight for this breath, others will say that you are cowardly, will say that you can't do it, and will look at you with all kinds of eyes and point fingers.

So this tone can't be argued, all those who practice martial arts, no matter how good their temper is, no matter how gentle they are to others, once they get to this tone, they will turn their faces and deny people.

People live for a lifetime, and they are also for this breath, and they are not just martial artists.

Thinking about it this way, those martial arts people who are pointing fingers ..... The so-called martial arts people are actually not much different from the aunt who buys vegetables every morning at the entrance of the street, gossiping...... The most hurtful.

Even, can kill.

Since ancient times, the pen of the literati and the sword of the warrior.

And also..... Rumors of the people.

Those warriors thought they were separated from the people and mingled in another circle, but in fact, they were still a group of gossiping people.

Sun Changning shook his head, and he wanted to laugh inexplicably, as if he wanted to mock.

But now, it's only right to put these things aside and go home first.

I haven't been back for a year, and I'm afraid that my home is already dusty, so I have to clean it well.

Sun Changning thought so, so he thought about walking towards the entrance of the building, but before he took a few steps, his movements had slowed down.

What came into his eyes was a stone pier.

At the door of the corridor, the stone fat man was still sitting upright, because of the weight of thousands of catties, almost no one could move it.

But unlike usual, at this time, there was actually a person sitting on the stone fat man.

The man's breath was incomparably thick, his head hung down, and he seemed to be dozing off on this hot summer day.

But the sound of footsteps made the man look up.

For a moment, the four eyes met, but there was no tenderness in them, but full of indifference and war.

Sun Changning looked at this person and narrowed his eyes.

"I don't remember my family ever having a babysitter. ”

This person obviously came to find himself, and he actually knew so well about his residence, sitting on the stone fat man, just to wait for himself.

The house key is still pressed under the stone fat man.......

Sun Changning felt impatient, the breath on his body surged, and in this summer, there seemed to be a fire rising from his heart.

There is no wind today, and the heat is unbearable.

The overlord met each other, and the fighting spirit was excited.

"You're Sun Changning, right?"

The man sitting on the stone fat man opened his mouth, he was a young man, just looking at his age, he was about his early twenties, in fact, he was not much different from Sun Changning, but this was just an appearance, and the real situation was not known.

However, Sun Changning felt that this person should indeed be a young man, because the sharp and domineering spirit on his body could not be concealed.

The so-called newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, which is probably sharpness.

Sun Changning has been baptized by a long journey, and has fought with many masters, and even killed tigers and wolves, this kind of experience has transformed his temperament, not like a young man, but like an old and serious boxer.

The so-called grandmaster's temperament has been faintly revealed.

The breath of the two people collided, if the breath of this young man was a sharp and indestructible iron spear, then Sun Changning's breath was like an ancient city wall, stronger than the shield, thicker than the shield, far better than the sharp spirit of the iron spear.

"Amazing, it was not an accident that Liu Ping was defeated. ”

The young man stood up, Sun Changning looked at him, and repeated the words again.

"I don't remember my family ever having a babysitter. ”