Chang Yu Feng walked on the tree-lined path, looking at the trees that were destroyed and trampled, they fell as if they had been cut down, full of devastation, which made Long Yu Feng sigh a little.

"I really don't want to be like this." He muttered to himself to pick up his cane, knocked it on the ground, made a crisp bangbang sound, and began to use it again.

He was now like a widling sick man with no power to restrain himself, slowly moving forward in the shade of the twilight.

"Who, is it trying to take revenge on me?"

He continued, saying what was in his heart: "I lied, I actually have enemies...... Shkash ...... Could it be him? ”

Changyu Feng looked at the light scattered like fish scales in the shade of the trees, and those lights slowly turned from dusk to orange sunset, reflecting in Changyu Feng's eyes, but there was anxiety full of doubts.

"Will it? The woman...... It definitely didn't appear out of nowhere...... "Of course he knew that the woman didn't appear out of nowhere, but he didn't know how to search for information about this woman.

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Ay...... He sighed...... It seems like there's a lot to say...... But I can only hold it in my heart......

Say it to yourself.

He didn't know what his memories were, and the fault lines of his memories were obvious, starting with the time when he was a child when he witnessed the ice dragon go crazy, and then over and over again, repeating hundreds of years, fragmentary, mutilated memories.

Yes...... My own memories of practicing in an imperial immortal mountain. The mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the dragons gather together, which is beautiful. He practiced hard, never felt any tiredness, and never thought about himself as the master of the Immortal Mountain......

When the tragic fate came, he knew almost nothing...... He does abnormal things, has abnormal thinking behaviors, and has no way to behave as a normal person.

He followed in someone's footsteps and died in the dark shadow of his heart bursting.

Yes...... His memory of an unknown place, his death in the flames, is like feeling the baptism of sins in the world.

The most he has experienced is the time he lived in Wenti County.

But he almost never had happy days.

When those tragic and tragic childhoods invaded, his whole body was cold. Perhaps because he felt that the tree-lined path that was about to enter the evening was cool, and the wind was cold, he walked a little faster, and the sound of crutches hitting the ground began to become faster.

Bang, click, is a step, like a percussion instrument, making this otherwise lonely journey less lonely, and the air is filled with incomprehensible strange smells.

It may be the unique smell left behind by the demon of the essence of one arrow.

"By the way......" he thought of something, and put his hand in his pocket very lightly, and he took out a birdbone pen and a small notebook full of itineraries.

Chen Lin...... Right......"

He asked himself, but he didn't answer himself.

Feeling sad again, he let out a deep breath.

Because, he can only record her name in the account of the principality. But he was a little unwilling, and wrote Chen Lin's name crookedly on it.

Chen Lin's two words are the words that he only read once, and then he imitated crookedly, he only remembered the line, one horizontal and one vertical, and he didn't remember it so clearly.

Maybe the woman came from the same place as herself, but it's not anymore......

He is now a complete principality, which makes him a little sad and sad, but there is nowhere to vent.

Looking at those two words, he almost sighed and shook his head again and again.

In any case, he needed to pay off the Carolingian family's three thousand gold coins for medical bills first. Not surprisingly, 3,000 gold coins is an absolute astronomical amount. With 2,000 yuan, he worked three jobs and spent three months.

This does not include his own accommodation expenses, housing costs, if he can save money, it is conceivable that he has definitely not had a good life in these three months.

His current lamentation is more resentful than his own body that still needs to be recuperated.

Three years ago, he was indeed sure that he had a serious illness. The doctor said that it was because of congenital heart disease, and the fragile thing of the heart, which was in charge of a person's life and death, was really terrifying.

Before he got sick, he had been dull and dull, still thinking stupidly about what he meant to live. The entanglement of fragmented memories in his brain made him feel painful, and he didn't know how to face the fragmented memories, the fragmented self, the shattered woman, and everything fragmented.

What's the meaning of that kind of life? He lives, but he never feels like he's really living.

Where is his desire? He doesn't want money, he doesn't want power, he doesn't want power, he doesn't want eroticism, he wants almost nothing......

He was alive, almost just a living body, and this body was still suffering in great pain. No one can escape from their own body, and this body has never been spoken of by any soul.

What he wants to be is nothing more than a part of life, a life that goes on day by day.

Then this kind of life without goals is meaningless...... Because that's how everybody comes to be...... The reasons that support him to live don't seem to be so sufficient.

He wanted to understand everything about himself...... Where did it come from and why did it go...... Instead of coming for no reason and going for no reason......

Life and life are nothing more than birth, old age, sickness and death...... He has no desires, and he lives, as if he is just being dragged ...... Waiting for death......

It's sad...... It's so sad that when he borrows wine to kill his sorrows, he also feels that the bitter wine is tasteless...... Why do people drink alcohol when they are sad? Maybe it's because drinking alcohol will cause a certain amount of damage to yourself, and if you fall into a coma with the strength of alcohol, you will only be born for one day, and if you die for one day, you will be confused in the next life, and this life will be boring.

After being sick and healed...... He really doesn't think like that......

Not everyone can accept death......

It would be too superficial to simply summarize his epiphany as it is better to die than to live......

Death does not mean the final end of a person, forgetting is everything that a living person remembers about that person, and it is the person, the person, the whole life......

He was sad to think if he died...... Who will be the saddest...... It is impossible for him to end his life calmly and calmly because he does not know the meaning of his life......

It is impossible for him to run to death because he does not know how he should live in this world without any guilt in his heart, without any entanglement in his heart......

He couldn't lose the power to choose how he should live because he didn't know what he should do next.

He can not know, it is normal not to know, he does not know and he has to look for it, and if he does not know, he has to look for it.

This is also the meaning of life. 163

That's it...... What he wants to find is the meaning of life that he needs to spend his life and may not be able to find.

Maybe as an ordinary person is ordinary and lacks the joy of life, maybe as a patient is desperate and can't face the difficulties in life, or maybe as a person who has made mistakes and can't know the motivation to know where to go.

The meaning of life is no longer the same as that of all people living in this world.

"There's also a birthday ......," he wrote, "Sir Bayi...... The birthday banquet ......"

Invite......

He collected his things, picked up his crutches again, and walked slowly, and with a thud, he walked again on the land of the tree-lined path.

He was silent because there was no one around him......

He was lonely because he didn't want to socialize with other people......

But he is not pitiful...... Because he will always march on his own life, seeking the meaning of his life.

It may have been difficult, but he came and that's it......

He accepted himself, but that didn't mean he accepted his fate.

In one memory fragment after another, the back of him walking alone appeared more and more, and in every memory he wanted to find, loneliness, as if his most loyal friend, would not let him ...... Lonely......

This is simply the harshest irony of life......

But it is also a gift, he never expects others, he never depends on others, no matter how deep and powerful the suffering is, he carries it alone, and never thinks of anyone to share it.

He never touched himself, and he never thought of breaking his own principle of not hurting others...... But they can bear the harm of others.

As he walked, he listened to the crisp sound of his cane and the pounding of the earth, and the birds came and chirped, and he did not feel the noise of this beautiful and free creature.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, as if he thought it was wonderful, and it dissipated with his exhaustion......

It's just that behind him, there is the sound of kicking and stomping.

"Get out of the way!" A brain in a black robe scolded Chang Yu Feng loudly, and his eagerness was as if he rushed directly to Chang Yu Feng's eyes, and a red blood blade directly slashed at him.

Looking at the sharp knife-like red blood blade, Chang Yu Feng stared in shock, the sharp knife was like a line on the tip of Chang Yu Feng's nose, saying that it was too late and that was fast, I don't know if it was Chang Yu Feng's quick reaction, or Chang Yu Feng's life should not be extinguished, the moment he turned around, a white pigeon just flew over Chang Yu Feng's head, and pounced straight on Chang Yu Feng's head, just rushing to the blood-colored blade.

With a pop, Chang Yu Feng's shocked eyes, the white pigeon was cut in half, and blood splashed on Chang Yu Feng's face, making him quickly crouch down and narrowly dodge this attack.

The terrible culprit ran away eagerly, although it was also a little strange, he wanted to kill the kidnappers in front of him so that the avenue could be cleared.

He was running away, and in addition to being frightened, he also shook his body in fear, and a golden sculpture rolled down from his arms with a gurgling and fell straight in front of Chang Yu Feng's eyes.

Chang Yu Feng was shocked, unable to avoid this terrible and unwarranted disaster, he almost died on the spot before he could react to what happened to someone and what happened......

I didn't look at the golden sculpture carefully, I didn't think about anything, I grabbed it in my hand, and the blood-colored sharp knife quickly hit the top of Chang Yufeng's head, ready to cut it down with a knife, and finish off this innocent roadblocker, so that I could pick up my own golden sculpture again.

Chang Yu Feng raised his hand violently with a golden sculpture, and he blocked the terrible attack of this beheading with his whole body, almost instinctively, he quickly resisted, and quickly rolled to the side, and suddenly rolled into the bushes of the tree-lined path, widening the distance between him and the man.

"Who are you?!" Chang Yu Feng's breath was chaotic, and he didn't recover from the terrible scene just now, and when he looked up, he saw that the black-robed man seemed to have red eyes, his eyes were as red as blood, and he quickly came to Chang Yu Feng's side.

Chang Yufeng lowered his waist and immediately ran, the pigeon blood on his face slowly flowed down with white feathers, and today his face has never left the terrible word "blood".

As he leaned over and ran, he looked at the hand of the owner of the red blood sword, slowly flowing out of a terrifying black qi......

That's, the same as that demon, demonic energy!

Today, his spirit is like being shocked, which makes him feel a little nameless in his heart.

The pigeon died almost once for himself, which was also extremely abnormal. But now, he could only thank the pigeon, and suddenly snorted, holding the golden sculpture stained with pigeon blood as if he were holding a long knife, and quickly thought of the battle countermeasures in his heart.

He found that he benefited a lot from the instinctive reactions and reflections of this fighting technique, and it was the only gift that the painful memories gave him that kept him from complaining.

He was not afraid at all, and he could even feel his blood flowing rapidly, so that his heart became beating clearly in his ears, not fear, but the extremely instinctive excitement of battle.

"Why did you kill me?"

He shouted loudly, although his position was exposed, but his behavior was a very correct decision under the battle, he counterattacked at the first time, pulled away at the first time, and grabbed the "weapon" at the first time.

So that this fierce and vicious blood knife master could not kill himself in the first place.

No matter what the motive for his actions was, Kaede Nagawa could make a judgment.

"Bring it! Lame person! Get in the middle of the road! Look for death! ”

This person was Gorman, who was fleeing, and the black demonic energy exploded on his body, and the blade of his brother Golding seemed to be shrouded in black gas, and the blood-colored sharp knife glowed with scarlet light in horror.

"We don't know each other!" Kaede Nagawa confirms this information.

When they meet, they won't let him die on the spot......

"You're in the way! Give me death! ”

Gorman rushed over like crazy...... Chang Yu Feng couldn't understand the reason why he was so ferocious and so violent......

What's the reason for this?

The tree-lined path is not wide, so it is not so violent to the person who walks in front, right?

Are you still disabled?

Chang Yufeng wanted to ask, but he was trembling by what the person said.

"Dead lame! Why don't you die soon?! If I can't run away! You don't want to live! Gorman was already shouting almost frantically: "This is you, self-inflicted!"

Chang Yu Feng gritted his teeth, not understanding what these words were at all......

This kind of unconscionable words...... Is it someone who should say it?!