Chapter 85 Who am I for in another world

The running years abandoned the staggering Wos. The pace of chasing was fixed under the cares of Yuehui. The tired and unwilling figure ran to the void in vain. The smile was a mixture of despair and bitterness. The cold eyes contained a trace of relief and sadness. Whose shadow was poured on the waveless lake. Looking at the unreachable existence, who exists, and for the sake of the ethereal shadow...

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The night is gradually emerging, and the vast night sky is filled with deep darkness. A round of bright moon hangs high, sprinkles cold moonlight, and the mottled starlight hangs in it, making the black, not so dull...

A small lake, a dense forest on the shore, dense leaves, swaying in the night wind, showing a little bleakness and loneliness.

A burning bonfire can be faintly seen by the lake, and the crackling branches burst, making the atmosphere of this small world very depressing.

Next to the bonfire, a young man and a little boy sat quietly, and both of them looked slightly dull.

"Xiaoying, eat quickly, eat well and have a good rest. Brother, watch the night." Qi Mo said to the little shadow with tears on his little face and full of missing.

"Well, I know, brother."

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Half an hour later, Qi Mo looked at the sleeping shadow, took out a few crystals from the space ring, arranged a simple protective array, patted the dust on his body, walked alone to the lake, and quietly sat quietly on a flat stone by the lake.

A period of memory comes to my mind again...

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"Second Master! Help me! Whoo..."

"Dongzi, give them something. Lingling, come here."

"I, Chen Lin, remember what happened today. I will definitely go to your heavenly house to ask for advice in the next day!"

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"Little bastard, now you understand, without the protection of your father's old man, you are an ant in my eyes! Haha~”

"hum,"

"Young master, do you want to..."

"Ms. Mo, run away!"

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"Hight! Son of a bitch, how dare you steal my family's martial arts!"

"Big stewman, what do you think? Don't just take a look! As for those who are still chasing me to death, they won't let me go!"

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"Moer, do you remember all the things Dad told you?! Remember, don't open the black ring in your hand before you are 18 years old!"

"Dad, Moer remembered, but..."

"Well, you don't need to know much now. Today, two years later, you will know everything!"

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"Burning the heart, what is the heart and how to burn it?! In the first half of my life, I have been thinking about these two problems. Later, I finally figured out that my heart is not a thing, burning, ..., because my heart died, I created this skill, and I hope I can practice it well! In addition, I am the Fire Emperor. I have an enemy named Red Fire Old Man. If you can, please kill this person for me. Of course, I won't let you suffer for nothing. I have saved my life in a secret mi place, and the key I opened is in the hands of the Red Fire Old Man. However, it can't be opened without my spiritual imprint and opening method. . All right, accept the brand! The last trace of my divine knowledge will also dissipate... Rou'er, how are you..."

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"Ha, you child, go, be careful! The feeling you give to your sister is not ordinary. Go out of your own world! When you need my sister's contribution, just one message is OK!"

"And us! Third brother, walk out of your own world! Brother, second brother, I will always be watching you."

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It took a full hour for Zimo's thoughts to wake up from that memory.

The thin figure and the expression on the beautiful face are complicated.

"Earth..."

Zimo muttered.

This is the place where Chen Lin is in his previous life. It is all about himself. There are too many memories that carry him and too many unforgettable memories. The beautiful figure, the figure that has been hidden in the dark for himself, the figure that roars for himself, the figure that is always full of helplessness for himself, and the countless figures make Qimo's heart unable to forget them. Even if it is no longer in the same world and can no longer accompany it, the indelible memory is completely The bottom is imprinted in its heart..

"Eh.."

With a thick sigh, Zimo raised his head and looked at the lake.

The silver light sprinkled down by the cold moon, with a trace of coldness, shows its unique charm on the lake. The breeze blows gently, the still lake suddenly bursts, and the cold moon reflected in it is also fragmented.

Looking at the cold moon rippling on the lake, a trace of gimmer flashed in Qimo's eyes. Is everything in his previous life like the moon in the lake? There is no resistance in nature, following the waves.

"Wolf Jun, A Shi, Master, I hope you are always well..."

Qi Mo, who was sitting sadly, slowly stood up. In the night, the young man's figure was so lonely. The still executioner who broke the lake rushed to Qi Mo. A wisp of long hair floated away in the wind. The young man's eyes looked at the cold moon, and a trace of pride flashed in his eyes!

"The fierce sky, Min Haotian..."

Zimo's black pupils emitted a trace of cold light. Zimo did not have much fear of the existence that threatened him at these two moments. He accepted the body of his predecessor, so he would accept everything about the predecessor, including this grave hatred!

"There are still a lot of things to do. Well, just do it! "

It has been about four months in this world. In addition to the first remaining months with the old man Xiaoying, the plainness is also the most stable period of Chen Lin, who came through with heart injury.

So far, my life has been playing a game with death, Min Haotian's pursuit, the pursuit of the puppet valley, and the Lie family. I think I'm also paying attention to myself...

Zimo's mouth was upturned, and there was a sneer on his face.

"The blood of the previous life and the hatred of this life will come to an end in you!!! "

Looking at the cold moon in the sky, Qi Mo slowly closed his eyes. At this moment, Qi Mo's heart was extremely silent.

Suddenly, his eyes opened, and an extremely important question came to his mind.

He needs to know the meaning of his existence. In this strange world, although he has the memory of his predecessor, he can never find a real sense of substitution. Does he exist just for hatred?

Why?

Why??

Why???!

Yes! Why? In the continent of Chen Tomb, the life expectancy of practitioners is no longer short, and it is not impossible to live for hundreds or thousands of years!

So, what about yourself after revenge? Of course, maybe you may die before you finish revenge for your predecessor, but what if?

In this world, why do you live and how do you live?

Who am I for in another world?!!!

In the cold moon, in the night wind, the figure of the young man is so bleak...

Second update! At the end of the first volume, Zimo's road has just begun, and the journey of destroying the territory will also really start...

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