Chapter 2985： who am I (1/2)
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In the illusion, Xiao Yan experienced a completely different life. Xiao Yan understood what it means to be lame in years, never feeling old, young and middle-aged to old age, a mountain, a tree and even a flower. Because of their different ages, they see different things.
Xiao Yan really felt the separation of life and death, parting was painful, but Xiao Yan also understood that this is the charm of life.
Back to the original illusion, Xiao Yan was still a tombstone in front of him, still a tombstone that he could not have accepted, but at this time Xiao Yan moved his pace and walked toward the tombstone.
At the first tombstone, engraved his father's name, Xiao Zhan. Looking at the tombstone, Xiao Yan knelt slowly, raised his finger, and touched the name on the tombstone.
”Dad... I'm sorry...” Xiao Yan murmured. This apology was actually for him, but it was also what Xiao Yan really wanted to say to his father.
Family is nothing but companionship... Xiao Yan's pursuit of strength in his life seems to have forgotten too much and failed too much. Xiao Yan can imagine his father talking about his pride when he talked about him, but when the night is quiet, his father will definitely think of when he was a child Xiao Yan, because only then did he seem to need him.
What is sad is not the growth of the child, what is sad is that Zhang Da’s children are spreading their wings, and the future path has been going forward. They thought that after they grew up, they would be protected. When they look back, their figures are old, and only memory is left. Harmony is regrettable.
Xiao Yan looked up, all of them were the most important names in his life, that was the names engraved in his soul.
”Sovereign... Do you mean to let me learn to be relieved?” Xiao Yan lowered his head, his hair dropped, his eyes empty, and I wondered what to think about.
Gu Zhongsheng's figure slowly stood beside Xiao Yan, and his eyes looked forward, showing a faint smile.
”Are you relieved now?” Gu Zhongsheng asked.
”Do you think my current state is relaxed?” Xiao Yan smiled bitterly and knelt to the ground, tears swirling in his eyes.
”Not quite like that.” Gu Zhongsheng laughed.
”Excuse me, I can't understand the mystery of the child's imagination, sorry!” Xiao Yan stood up, a tear, waved his hand, and the powerful soul power swept out, seeming to leave this illusion directly, Xiao Yan did not want Memories.
Even if Xiao Yan experienced a hundred years of dust in the illusion, this is the man's seven emotions and six desires. Even so, Xiao Yan still has no way to relieve, time will not let the wound heal, time will only make people accustomed to the pain from the wound. .
The habit is not healing, so Xiao Yan has no way to relieve the scars in his heart, even if he knows that his Tao may be deviated due to changes in his mood, but even so, the real purpose of Xiao Yan's strengthening is still to protect.
This is Xiao Yan's way...guard!
Xiao Yan's sleeveless robe, the tombstone dispersed, and the world and the world collapsed, only Gu Zhongsheng still stood beside Xiao Yan.
”I have seen the ninth world, the first world is invincible, and it stands alone. The second world is good at calculations and seeks troops. The third world is timid and cautious. Security Law, the fourth generation, with a straightforward personality and honest behavior, and a calm behavior... The ninth generation, that is, you...only guardian...”
”Everyone has a purpose in life, for wealth, for strength, for women... for all self-consideration, I think nothing matters, I just ask for it, the world has nothing to do with me.”
”I know this is selfish, but I can’t even guarantee my little love, how can I go to the world of Fuze, I can’t do it, I’m not a saint, if I can’t do what I want in this way, I think I will not hesitate to cut off the leading edge and become the Supreme... It is not what I need to be the first in the three thousand world.” Xiao Yan murmured, his voice trembling a little, but this was his buried voice, this time He spoke it out bravely.