Chapter Eighty-Nine: Eternal Ruins

Ouyang sighed secretly.

"Alas, I have to go on the road alone again. ”

Ouyang vaguely remembered that when he was so confused like now, it was only a hundred years ago when he was in the midst of war, he didn't have enough to eat every day and just wanted to live, and he rolled in the pile of dead people every day. And Lin Yanran was so confused when she committed suicide in front of herself, right?

Thinking of Lin Yanran, Ouyang felt a burst of sourness in his heart, looking at Yiren lying in the ice coffin, his face was still red, but it was out of reach.

I wanted to break through the Emperor Martial Realm in Huangshi City, and then resurrect Lin Yanran, but I didn't know that I had run away to another world.

Regret it?

Maybe Ouyang will regret just why he didn't dare in the first place!

Don't dare to take Lin Yanran away in front of the people of the Thousands of Fuguang Empire.

Don't dare to say to Lin Yanran earlier, I love you!

Instead, he wants to go to the border to seize the so-called Thirteen Cities, and in the end it will only be a waste of reputation.

What if you get the so-called ethereal glory?

"Alas~"

Ouyang shook his head, there is nothing to regret, the matter has come to this, Ouyang just wants to break through the imperial martial arts earlier, save Lin Yanran, find a place for men to cultivate and weave, and grow old together.

Time is a sharp blade, maybe after a hundred years, Ouyang broke through the emperor's martial arts, maybe Lin Yanran is still blushing in the ice coffin, but will she still remember him?

Nothing good or possible, as long as you have a clear conscience.

I don't know how much time has passed, and Ouyang doesn't know how far he has walked like this.

The environment is still the same, except for black and white, there is only an oppressive gray.

Everything seems to be so dead and silent, there are ruins everywhere, and at a glance, except for the ruins, it is still ruins.

Broken hills, dry rivers, broken veins, and even the land could not be told whether it was cracked or broken by the rest of the landscape.

Ouyang rested next to a big tree, this is a big tree that is at least a hundred years old, the big branches are luxuriant, the green leaves are green, this is the first thing of other colors that Ouyang found in another world, as if it was reborn after a catastrophe.

Maybe this tree was reborn after the catastrophe?

On the other hand, around the big tree, except for the lonely tree, there is only a pile of ruins, endless and deadly ruins.

"Alas~"

Ouyang shook his head, it was difficult for people to cheer up in such an environment.

Breaking a branch, Ouyang inserted it into a piece of land not far from the big tree, and injected a trace of internal force into the branch from his hand.

Although Ouyang was not able to inject the purest internal force into Yan Chengcheng, Ouyang was also in the Imperial Martial Realm, and the internal force was injected into the branches, and soon the branches took root and grew into a small tree half a person high.

"Yao~"

Ouyang muttered to himself at the big tree.

"I've found you a partner, count it as your child, and I hope you won't be as lonely as you used to be. ”

"Well, really. ”

Ouyang shook his head.

"How could I be stupid enough to talk to a big tree?!"

Ouyang turned his head and was about to leave...

Rustling......

The sound of a gust of wind blowing leaves sounded~

"The wind is blowing?"

Ouyang wondered.

"Nope!"

I saw a tender green leaf fall from the treetops and fall into Ouyang's hands.

"Huh?"

Ouyang was a little puzzled, from the green leaves, Ouyang felt a strange flow of energy, albeit faintly.

"Is that a thank you for me?"

Ouyang was puzzled.

"Then I'll take it. ”

Putting the green leaf in his arms, Ouyang continued to move forward.

No matter what, no matter what, Ouyang still has to move forward, and it is impossible to stay where he is.

I didn't update it yesterday.,This chapter is kind of making up for yesterday.。