Chapter 2985: who am I

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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.
Gu Zhongsheng froze for a moment... Then the corner of his mouth slowly rose, and then he laughed...
"Go make what you think is the right decision." Gu Zhongsheng said slowly, Xiao Yan froze for a moment, the surrounding illusion completely disappeared, and Xiao Yan still knelt down to the ground, after a long while, he calmed down.
Xiao Yan wiped tears from the corners of his eyes, slowly stood up, his expression indifferent, he knew that he had failed, and there was no Mingwu Zichen to be decisive.
"Have you failed...Sovereign?" Zhen Wu's voice sounded, and Xiao Yan nodded slightly.
"Hey, maybe it was you who gave you the instructions now. Maybe this skill is the one that is on Zunshang. Success or failure is just what I think is so. Zunshang step by step, you have your way. Zhenwu continued, Xiao Yan paused, and this time he had a very bold idea in his mind.
Cut... leading edge? !
Give up this status?
Xiao Yan pondered, but immediately smiled bitterly. If he gave up his supreme status, he was afraid that he would be pinched to death like an ant within minutes of the Fighting God Alliance.
"Already on the chessboard, I am afraid I am just a chess piece now." Xiao Yan murmured alone.
He frowned, it seemed that everything was not in his grasp, he... or himself?
Xiao Yan is thinking about this issue.
Should he think? That was my previous life, and everything I did was for... myself.
For... myself?
Xiao Yan thought about some issues that he shouldn't think about, but he increasingly felt that he had lost himself. This feeling became more and more intense and made Xiao Yan panic.
Venerable Venerable has fallen. Everything he has done is just paving the way for him, but Xiao Yan doesn't know much about Venerable, and why should he wait for the ninth world, and himself... Is it really Venerable Revenue? .
As if it were a huge vortex, Xiao Yan was like a drop in the vortex, a drop in the unremarkable sea, if he was really a reincarnated reverent, why did the previous eighth world fail.
Xiao Yan saw something that he felt was unreasonable, and along the way, it really made him thorny, but everything seemed to be too smooth... as if this were the destiny.
"Who am I... My name is Zun Shang? My name is Gu Zhongsheng?" Xiao Yan's eyes were confused, and there was a mess in his mind, but when he said these two names, Xiao Yan was a bit against.
Reincarnation seems to be extremely veiled, and Xiao Yan was completely led by his nose. This feeling has begun to make Xiao Yan a little disgusted.
"Sorry... what's wrong with you..." Zhenwu looked at Xiao Yan to himself and asked after a long time.
"It's okay, thank you senior." Xiao Yan clenched his fists slightly, although he respected each other bit by bite, but after all, he was already reincarnated, and such existence can be regarded as his predecessor anyway.
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