84_84717 Nai He Bridge, helpless.

Walking in it, the scenes of the past are constantly replaying in Chenfeng's mind.

The little prince of the Barbarian Dynasty back then was favored by heaven and earth, and he was amazingly talented.

was framed by his own eldest brother for the sake of the throne.

The betrayal of family affection has always been the deepest pain in Chenfeng's heart.

Especially in the last palm of his own biological father.

buried Chenfeng's life, and also buried all family affection.

Love, love, affection, family, under that slap, all fell apart.

The dust that fell into the Prison Spirit River has nothing to love.

From being hailed as the future of the Barbarian Dynasty, to becoming a rebellious minister and thief of the Barbarian Dynasty.

Overnight, everything was turned upside down.

If there is really a magic barrier, then this is the only magic barrier in Dustwind's heart.

At this moment, the dust wind seems to be re-experiencing the qiē of the year.

The memory is so deep, and the pain is so clear.

The bloody wound was revealed, and Dusty Wind's eyes became a little blurry.

If the dust and wind of the year could be a little more guarded, it would not fall into such a field.

Remorse?

As he walked, Dustwind asked himself.

Perhaps!

At least I regretted it.

He shouldn't be so naïve and gullible about his big brother.

He shouldn't just be concerned about cultivation.

If you are in Hongchen, you should have the heart to defend against others.

However, today's dusty wind, although I still can't let go of it in my heart, I can't talk about regret.

All of these are just obstacles to the past life of the dusty wind.

In this life, Dusty Wind lives frankly and has almost no regrets.

There are no regrets either.

If you have to say that there is, it is only a guilt for Bai Liu.

They followed the dust and wind, and hardly had a good day.

And this one is the biggest debt in Chenfeng's heart.

But guilt and remorse are different.

With guilt, Dusty Wind is more motivated and powerful.

"I'm a blessing in disguise!" Dustwind sighed suddenly, and said to himself:

"If I hadn't been framed and killed by my own father, I wouldn't have been resurrected, I wouldn't have had the Yiqiē I have today, and I wouldn't have the white willows by my side. ”

Dustwind walked all the way, thinking as he went.

Thinking about it, Dustwind's mind was clear.

Dusty Wind finally faced his heart.

There is no need for regrets in life, and there should be no regrets.

The saddest thing in life is that the past can't be repeated, and the good news is that it doesn't need to be repeated.

Let go of yesterday, grasp today, and imagine the future, this is a healthy and beautiful life.

Maybe this life is flawed, maybe this life is not perfect.

However, as long as it is complete, it should be rejoiced.

Remorse, that's what only the weak and cowards should have.

The wise man will always live only today, and the wise man should be full of hope for every day.

Dustwind is a wise man, so Dustwind is sober.

After waking up, there is no sorrow or joy in the dust.

Standing in the middle of the Nai He Bridge, the scar in Dustwind's heart was healing rapidly.

In the past, he thought that he had let go of the qiqi of the year.

Now he knows that instead of letting go, he chose to ignore it.

On this Nahe Bridge, Dusty Wind is the first time to face himself and let go of his heart.

The scar that was left in the depths of Chenfeng's heart back then finally disappeared completely.

From now on, Dustwind will never be sad about the joys and sorrows of his previous life.

This can also be regarded as a red dust refining experience of the dust wind.

This makes Dusty Wind's state of mind even more tenacious and indestructible.

Dusty Wind's eyes became more and more determined.

"Whew!"

After a long time, Dustwind exhaled a turbid breath.

The aura on Dustwind's body changed at this moment.

It becomes more natural and rounded.

Confident and energetic.

The dust and wind in the past were too deep, and they always showed a dullness that did not match their age.

And now, Chenfeng's state of mind has changed, and his mentality has also changed.

The mentality has changed, and the temperament and breath are different.

Now just looking at the dust and wind from a distance will give people a feeling of refreshment.

A wave of affinity rippled out in the smile that inadvertently swept up at the corner of Chenfeng's mouth.

If someone is by Chenfeng's side at this time, they will definitely feel comfortable and safe inexplicably.

"I don't regret it on the bridge, and I finally passed it. ”

After exhaling the turbidity in his heart, Dusty Wind smiled slightly and muttered.

This level is difficult to say, and easy to say.

In this world, whether it is a god or an ordinary cultivator, how many people can do it like this, and leave no regrets on the road of life?

Perhaps, but definitely not much.

And as long as there are no regrets in your heart and no regrets in life, then this level is not very difficult.

It's just the similarities and differences in everyone's way of doing things that are really hard.

"The next thing is that the Lechuan River is in tears. ”

Dusty Wind stood on the Nai He Bridge, looking down at the souls below.

I don't know why, Dustwind suddenly had a very familiar feeling.

Back then, the dust and wind fell in the Prison Spirit River, and was born in the Prison Spirit River among countless souls.

Seeing these souls now, Dustwind always has a very familiar feeling.

It's like seeing an old friend.

"I am free on the Huangquan Road, Meng Po has never forgotten in her hands, but what can I do on the bridge? ”

Dusty Wind suddenly sang in high spirits, and the domineering spirit of the world was clear from Dusty Wind's body.

Immediately afterwards, Dusty Wind jumped and jumped directly from the Nai He Bridge into the Lethe River.

"Poof......

The body of the dust wind fell into the soul of the Lethe River, like falling into the cotton field, silently.

However, at the moment when the dust wind fell into the Lechuan River, all the sleeping souls seemed to wake up at this moment.

They all opened their eyes and looked directly at the dust wind.

"Roar~"

"Whew~"

Suddenly, the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves continued to sound.

The entire Lechuan River was completely boiling.

The waves formed by the unjust souls, wave after wave, covered the dust and wind.

Not long after, the dust wind was swept into the bottom of the Lechuan River by the waves of unjust souls.

The most terrible thing is that countless unjust souls began to rush into Chenfeng's mind.

The soul power of Dust Wind is relatively powerful, the soul realm of the Half-Saint Realm.

However, compared to these unjust souls of the Lechuan River, it was just the light of a grain of rice.

Because these unjust souls are some who don't know how many years they have been in zài.

Even many of them are the souls of gods, demons or beasts.

The soul strength of these unjust souls may not be as strong as one-ten-thousandth of what they were in life.

However, for Dustwind, it was already powerful enough.

And there were so many of them that the soul power of Dust Wind collapsed in an instant.

Many unjust spirits began to occupy the high ground, crying wolves in the minds of Dusty Wind.

Suddenly, Dustwind's eyes became hollow.

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