Li Zimu was stunned, looking at the endless fog in front of him, looking at everything that blocked his gaze, and before he knew it, he began to be silent, because he had already guessed what was wrong with him.

Thinking about it, he smiled bitterly, or even accepted it unwillingly, because he remembered that he had just wanted to be like this before?

'Haha...... Yes, thank you, I should never see the light of day!'

Thinking about it, I can't help but roar in my heart, or rather, it's more like an unyielding roar.

In fact, although he has been running away from everything in his heart, naturally, he has already integrated into this wild world.

These, not only because of the death of the previous life, but also because there seems to be a little blood connection in this life.

Yes, he has the memories of his previous life, and even the memories of his past life have become extremely clear in the infinite tempering, but after all, it is just a memory left in the soul, how can he be more difficult to let go than the slow integration of the flesh-and-blood life in front of him for more than a year.

Besides, Li Zimu himself knows that his previous life is not his continued life, because those can only be regarded as history, and only the reality that can touch each other during these times is his real life.

I don't know how long it took, and I don't know if I inadvertently smelled a faint familiar body fragrance, inexplicably, Li Zimu looked firm.

'If it's really dead, why do you still let me exist in this young body, why don't you return what I originally had, I don't accept it, Lao Tzu doesn't accept it!'

Finally, Li Zimu's eyes flashed with unbeatable perseverance, and he deceived himself that he was not reluctant to live now. But since he has been out of here, why should he let himself keep this small figure.

Yes, the faint body fragrance is from Yao Jia, and the other is naturally the cold and arrogant Luo Xun.

Yaojia's body fragrance is a kind of moist fragrance with a touch of spring mud at the beginning of the sunny day after the rain. Although it seems a little cheesy, Li Zimu likes it very much, and likes the simplicity and nature that go deep into the green mountains and green waters.

From the first time Yao Jia hugged herself, Li Zimu had a deep and indescribable attachment. It is a kind of sustenance, a simple and easy-going retreat from the prosperity of the world.

It seems to be in the simple and unpretentious small mountain villages between thousands of mountains and rivers, beautiful mountains, beautiful waters, and more beautiful people, there is no noise, no intrigue, and some are just simple mountains and rivers like flowers, and people swim in the painting.

Thinking of this, Li Zimu naturally recalled another embrace, which seemed to be warmer and more comfortable and warm.

Perhaps this is the difference between Yao Jia and Yi Qingxuan.

Yao Jia is like a person who empties himself and lingers among the green mountains and green waters, while Yi Qingxuan is more like a floating heart falling into the embrace of nature, as if he has the whole world. It's not just Yi Qingxuan, in fact, in Li Zimu's heart, in front of his mother in his previous life, he also had a similar feeling.

Maybe that's why he fell in love with Yi Qingxuan's arms, although he didn't admit it.

But it's also relieved to think about it, after all, I was only twelve years old when my mother died in my previous life. And this may be the reason why everyone has given up on themselves, even their parents, plus Yao Jia and Luo Xun, are willing to take care of themselves without regrets and insist on cultivating under pain and pressure after a lifetime.

In his previous life, he cowardly chose to hide behind his back, so in this life, when so many people wanted to shelter himself from the wind and rain, Li Zimu naturally resisted strongly.

In his previous life, he didn't understand, but in this life, he understood, and the most unbearable thing was not the grace of beauty, but the blood that was thicker than water without regrets.

Luo Xun's body fragrance seems to be stronger, the kind of plum blossom fragrance with a hint of coldness.

couldn't help it, Li Zimu remembered the words of Yongmei in her previous life, especially the sentence: Pretty doesn't compete for spring, only reports spring, and when the mountains are full of flowers, she laughs in the bushes.

Thinking about it, I miss it endlessly, not because of that poem, but more because of the little Luo Xun Xiaogongju with an incomparably cold but exquisite melon seed face.

She is very strong and domineering, and she is also cold and ruthless, but who can know her selflessness and kindness?

Thinking about it, the scenes seem to be reproduced in front of her eyes, like a person with three-D eyes, quietly watching her every move and smile.

She is smart, she saw Yao Jia's simplicity and kindness, she tried to change her silly white sweetness, but looking at Yao Jia's stupidity again and again, she could only hate iron and steel.

Therefore, every picture that seems to be bullying Yao Jia, Li Zimu can feel Luo Xun's distress and hatred. Looking at it, Li Zimu couldn't help but smile, because he suddenly felt that Luo Xun was so stupid, he knew that he couldn't change it, and he knew that what he did was a bit of a bully, but why did she still enjoy it.

He couldn't help but feel that Yao Jia looked stupid and naïve, but in fact, she belonged to that kind of wisdom and foolishness, because those who looked inactive were not the wisest choice?

For example, her obedience to Luo Xun, such as her obedience to herself, how can she not know that in this world, even if the whole world may bully her and betray her, only herself and Luo Xun will share weal and woe with her?

They are all so good and excellent, why? Why did they let themselves become the man who lost her?

Thinking about it, Li Zimu's eyes became tough and cold, looking into the distance, looking at the endless fog, I don't know why, Li Zimu had the illusion that he could gradually see through it, and just when this feeling became stronger and stronger, he suddenly realized that he could really see everything in front of him clearly.

Looking at the scene in front of him, suddenly, a gleam flashed in Li Zimu's eyes, and it was at this moment that Li Zimu saw the Ding again, the Da Ding that appeared in hell and finally crashed into him.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but stride forward, even now I am walking in this space down-to-earth, and I don't find it floating around like before.

Walking faster and faster, it was only when he looked very close and walked for a long time before he walked to the side of Da Ding, he finally couldn't help but be surprised.

"I... I'll go, it's too big, isn't it?"

Seeing that it was close at hand to him, with a big tripod that was more than three feet wide and three feet high, Li Zimu's expression seemed to be a little distorted in surprise, and his heart was even more turbulent, beyond measure!

Finally, I don't know how long he stood there quietly and looked at it again, his small, somewhat insignificant little hand finally couldn't resist the temptation, and couldn't help touching it, but after this touch, Li Zimu was surprised, stunned, and couldn't believe it.

Not because there was anything wrong with Ding, but because his hand passed through the wall of Ding. Yes, that's it, passed through the Dingbi without hindrance, how could this not make Li Zimu, who was originally amazed, feel unbelievable!

It looks like such a real Dading, but I didn't expect it to be a phantom in the end, which finally made Li Zimu have mixed feelings.

He couldn't even help but feel that if this was in his previous life, he would definitely have a heart attack.

"I don't know, is there here, I'm so scared in my heart!" Thinking about it, he couldn't help but rub his chest, looking at the big ding in front of him, what else could Li Zimu say?

He couldn't say, "Huh, this 3D projection technology is so realistic, I can't help but have a blood pressure of 208."

Bitter, he could only smile bitterly, suppressing all the dare and troubles in his heart, and in the end, he couldn't help but look at the big tripod in front of him carefully, just looking at it, Li Zimu felt strange, because in his eyes, the picture in the tripod seemed to be alive.

Looking at the familiar back, looking at the invincible knife, looking at the invincible one. Unconsciously, Li Zimu seemed to be settled, and all his thoughts had been concerned, and he was obsessed with the tall and straight figure again and again.

The knife is very big, and it seems to cover the sky and the sun in Li Zimu's eyes, but Li Zimu does not have the slightest fear, and some are enthusiastic and endless.

What is the knife, the knife is the hegemon of the weapon, and it is the soul of the hero in Li Zimu's heart.

They all thought that Li Zimu's choice of the knife was an unintentional move, and he did it casually, but only he knew that his uniqueness in the knife was among all the weapons.

Many people like swords very much, and even many of the immortal cultivation novels that Li Zimu saw in his previous life were in love with swords, after all, compared to the domineering edge of the sword, the sword is gentlemanly and elegant.

But Li Zimu felt that the gentleman's elegance and elegance seemed a little too soft, as a Li Zimu in the world of survival and the jungle, as a man who wanted to hold up a piece for the people he cherished, only the knife was the best weapon for a person who would rather not give in.

Li Zimu seemed to see the heavy slash of the knife, and he seemed to feel the domineering spirit of the slash that shattered the embarrassment.

The wind, as if it was the most loyal follower of the sword, the air seemed to feel the arrival of the broadsword, and even the sun, moon and stars seemed to be hiding away in an instant.

Looking, feeling quietly, unconsciously, his bright or dark eyes suddenly lit up, but he turned back to calm in an instant, and it was at this moment that he suddenly really understood what was destroying the world and what was indispensable.

Looking, thinking, feeling, in this barren place, let time pass silently.

Ah......h

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like it was just an instant, and finally, when Li Zimu gritted his teeth and insisted on seeing everything clearly, he once again felt a sudden pain in his head, and his body couldn't help but fall down anymore.