Chapter 472: The Meaning of Living

Fu Ming looked crazy, he had gradually lost his mind, his whole body exuded a crazy aura, and a hideous look appeared on his face.

"No, my father won't die. ”

"No way, no one can take my father away. ”

"Die, give me death!"

"Whoever dares to take my father will die. ”

......

Fu Ming frantically attacked, and a fire-attribute flying sword slashed wildly around, even Wang Chen slashed, and it was a little unclear at all.

"Boss, is your junior brother delirious?"

"It's really pitiful, because I have no father and no mother to become like this, more pitiful than me, I still have the boss with me, woo, boss, save him!"

The little mole stood on Wang Chen's shoulder and said to Wang Chen, who was dodging the flying sword in all directions.

Wang Chen nodded, and then the divine sword flew out, stabbing with a sound, and the surrounding formations were slashed by Wang Chen's sword light.

"Kill, kill!"

"You are all going to die, if you dare to take your father, you will all die!"

Fu Ming's body exuded a tragic momentum, and he couldn't tell anything clearly, after the formation was shattered, he flew wildly into the distance, and the fire attribute flying sword slashed indiscriminately.

Wang Chen sighed, put away the jade bottle, and the Nine Xuan Soul Restoration Pill in it, and then put away the puppet refined by Uncle Fu's body, and then turned into a ray of light and followed Fu Ming.

Fu Ming no longer had his spiritual intelligence, his eyes were chaotic, and the fire attribute flying sword was slashing around.

"Look, there's volatility ahead. ”

"Hey, it turned out to be a person, and he was holding the best spiritual weapon. Fat sheep, big king, make a move, this person has the best spiritual weapon in his hand, if he snatches it, it will be a windfall, and there are things in the storage bracelet. ”

"Second king, grab it, this person is staggering, crazy, it looks like he should have gone mad, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

......

A group of monks discussed, and the two leaders looked at each other, showing a hint of joy, and nodded.

"Kill, such a good opportunity, if you don't kill this person and rob him of his things, then I'm sorry God, the little ones will kill me. ”

A group of monks and robbers slaughtered Fu Ming violently, feeling this murderous aura, Fu Ming's spirit sobered up a little, and muttered to himself:

"It's you, it's you, kill, kill, want to take my father, give me death!"

Fu Ming alone faced thirty or forty robber monks, and rushed forward fearlessly, and the fire attribute flying sword in his hand was even more radiant, turning into a fire dragon and flying out.

Fu Mingfei's cultivation was higher than most of the robbers, and after he made a move, he was not afraid of death, and fought for his life, killing seven or eight people in an instant, deterring the robbers, and even pressing the robbers to beat.

"Little guys, this person has gone mad, I don't know the life and death of Lu Dao, everyone traps him, don't fight hard, slowly consume him!"

The two leaders said, and then many monks settled down and began to besiege Fu Ming, not pursuing how much damage to be caused, but gradually consuming Fu Ming.

In mid-air.

The little mole saw that Fu Ming's momentum was getting weaker and weaker, and there were more and more wounds on his body, and he couldn't bear to say, "Boss, let's save him!"

"Don't worry," Wang Chen looked at Fu Ming's crazy look and sighed: "Let him vent, otherwise it will be uncomfortable to hold it in his heart for a long time." ”

......

Fu Ming's battle with the robbers was very tragic, and it can be said that it was one-sided and tragic.

If he is sane, Fu Ming will have no problem escaping, but in this case, he is not afraid of death, he will kill one person when he encounters him, and he will kill him again when he encounters another person.

Finally, the mana in Fu Ming's body was overdrawn, and he fell to the ground with a bang, unconscious.

"Ha Luha, I can't imagine that it is so useless, Ha Luha!"

"That's the Great King Hongfu Qitian, and he can meet such a monk who has gone mad!"

A group of monks touted, slowly approaching Fu Ming's body, at this time, a cold sound came from the sky, a monk in his twenties stood in the air, and there was a mouse standing on his shoulder.

"Whoever dares to touch him, die!"

Wang Chen said indifferently, and then the sword intent pressed, the sword intent of the Sword Soul Realm was already comparable to the monks of the Mahayana period, that is, the realm of immortals, how could these monks be low-grade.

In just an instant, he fell from heaven to hell, lying on the ground and shivering.

Wang Chen picked up Fu Ming and quickly disappeared.

Half an hour later, in a remote hillside, Wang Chen put Fu Ming's body down, then took out the jade bottle, took out the Nine Xuan Soul Rejuvenation Pill, and stuffed it into Fu Ming's mouth.

Soon, Fu Ming's divine soul recovered at an astonishing speed, and then strengthened.

Wang Chen put down Uncle Fu's body again, sighed, and his body turned into a ray of light and disappeared.

After a while, Fu Ming regained his senses, squatted on the ground, with a dead face, and after a while, he buried his father's puppet body on the ground, and then bowed a few times, and turned away with tears in his eyes.

......

"Boss, why are you giving the Nine Xuan Soul Restoration Pill to your junior brother!"

The little mole asked, and Wang Chen replied: "Because this is originally his, and Senior Brother Fu's life is very meaningful, I can't bear to rob it, and I won't rob it." ”

"What is the meaning of being alive?"

The little mole muttered to himself, since following Wang Chen, the little mole has learned a lot of things and met a lot of people, but the doubts are getting more and more, after pondering for a moment, the little mole asked:

"Boss, what's the point of being alive?"

Wang Chen's figure froze suddenly, and then he continued to fly away.

Wang Chen's eyes were a little confused, and after a while, he asked rhetorically:

"What is the meaning of your life, little mole?"

The little mole thought for a moment and said, "Keep cultivating, and then find traces of your parents, if your parents are gone, I will avenge them." ”

"That's the meaning of your life," Wang Chen said with a slight smile: "Everyone has no personal meaning to live, some people live for power, some live for wealth, some live for the justice in their hearts, some live for themselves, some live for calligraphy and painting, some live for their parents, and some live for their wives." ”

"Everyone has a different meaning in life, and there is no such thing as superior or inferior. ”

Wang Chen continued, with a sense of self-confidence and detachment in his tone: "But the most important thing is that everyone is living for the meaning of their own life, and they are dying to pursue the meaning of life. ”

"Even the meaning of being alive is constantly changing. ”

"When you find the traces of your parents and avenge your parents alive, there will be other meanings to live, that is to say, to live is to find the meaning of life. ”

"Boss, let's go, to find the meaning of life. ”

The little mole grinned, and then asked, "Boss, where are we going next?"

"Ice State!"

Wang Chen smiled slightly, his eyes looked north, Wuzhou was already part of the Eastern Continent and part of the Northern Continent.

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