The strong is lonely, because they always walk in front of everyone.

He stood at the highest peak of the world and looked at the vast world. People looked up at him, respect him, and feared him, but no one dared to approach because of the power of God.

This is the biggest sadness of the strong.

And! Now the curse of this strong has begun to be fulfilled.

If Luo Feng goes to the first secret, he will be limited by many rules because of the big thousand custards, and he will no longer appear randomly.

He asked himself that if he was also ancestor with the Ji family, he was detached from the vulgarity. It would be hundreds of years, but for thousands of years, thousands of years, would those faces that appeared in his own life would always be alive?

In the middle of the night, Li Qingshan came to Luo Feng, lit a cigarette, and looked at the battlefield that turned into a scorched earth in the distance.

Luo Feng took a deep breath and looked at Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan glanced at Luo Feng lightly, "I know what you want to say."

"Remember what I said to you before, your future is endless darkness, the strong is lonely, you should have thought of this long ago."

"You didn't have to choose before, you have to go forward, because you have to protect the family around you, but now you are standing in a higher position now, there are more people you have to protect, and you still don't have to choose."

Li Qingshan stretched his waist, looked at the world's vulgar, and sighed, "This is the case, some people are driving forward, some people are because of their sense of responsibility and mission, but they are all empty in the end."

"All sentient beings, too many things we can't catch, nor can we decide, just like the sand in my hand, the tighter the grasp, the more you lose."

"Remember God said to you?"

Luo Feng's head, "I don’t forget, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."

"I have reminded you before, now you have no way back, Luo Feng, now you are no longer you are the master, but fate."

"Is this that like this?" Luo Feng muttered, "Thinking back that we have been bumpy all the way in the past ten years, and now they have grown up, but it seems that it is getting lonely and more bored."

"So ah, this is human nature, but it is not a pig's foot like a book, fight all the way, do you really feel?"

Taking a picture of Luo Feng's shoulder, "Go forward, let it go naturally."

Luo Feng's head no longer says more.

In the next time, Luo Feng began to retreat.

Start impacting the hundred nebula.

During this time, the second mystery order began to recover slowly, and Qing Yi also recovered as early as the beginning, and occasionally came to the Golden God Mountain to chat with Luo Feng with her face.

At this moment, Qing Yi felt so lonely at this moment.

She used to think that it was still the envy of the emperor's family. Only the pride of the emperor could go.

After experiencing life and death, Qingyi seemed to see it.

To cherish the present, enjoying life is what she should do most.

"Brother, I can still choose my own life, how about you, I heard that you have experienced a lot of hardships in the new world, so so far, how can you choose your own life at that time?"

It turned out that some geniuses were not as dazzling on the surface, and there were scars and tears that ordinary people didn't know.

Swing over a year ...

Luo Feng has forgotten the passage of time. He continues to ignite the stars in hesitant and pain. As he keeps close to the Xingyun Xiu for doing it, he becomes more and more resistant.

At night, Luo Feng disappeared at the Golden God Mountain. He appeared in the authentic field, and secretly met the grandfather Zhang Daoling.

"Congratulations to you, Luo Feng, it has reached a hundred nebula, and the speed of progress has surpassed the heavenly people, it is really against the sky."

There is no happy expression on Luo Feng's face, and it is more heavy.

"Can I ask you to help you help one?"

"Now you are invincible in the Nebula World, comparable to the legendary emperor's ancestor, do you have any help for me?"

"Um."

Zhang Daoling looked at Luo Feng's head, "Say, what do you want me to do for you?"

"Every corner of the Tiandao Field is also the origin of all void. I think you secretly take me to leave the second secret for a while."

"Why?" Zhang Daoling was puzzled, "Isn't this good?"

"Actually, I can break through hundreds of nebula, but I still have unwillingness in my heart. I want to go to 1 to confirm."

"You think of it," Zhang Daoling looked at it at a glance, and Fuxi laughed. "It's not impossible to send you out, but Luo Feng, you think clearly. Some things are decision, the more painful will be in the future."

"That's not painful for me, but the meaning of my existence," Luo Feng couldn't help rising at the corner of his mouth. "I think home, it's been four years since I came out, I want to know how Master them is."

"Okay, then you go."

Open the passage ahead, that is the road to that cottage.

"Thank you," Luo Feng bowed deeply and turned around.

After walking out of the void tunnel, a cool and free mountain stream came to face.

It was a strange and familiar road ahead. The end of the road was the home he grew up.

The moonlight falls from the road that has changed from muddy to cement road, like salt and gags.

At this moment, Luo Feng seemed to be afraid of what he was.

Heusing for a moment, he hid his breath like a thief. He passed through the mountain road that had walked countless times, and finally appeared in front of thatch that could no longer be familiar.

The fooled fence wall, there are old dogs barking late at night and the cough of the old man in the room.

"Who?" The voice of the old lunatic.

Pushing the door, the old lunatic did not notice any breath.

The old dog who was so old at the door was picked up by Luo Feng when he was young and lived to this day.

The old dog was constantly barking the dog outside the fence wall, as if it smelled something.

The old lunatic looked at the distance in the distance, and seemed to be in contemplation.

"Is he back?" The old madman seemed to have thought of some possibilities, and lowered his body and stroked the old dog's head. "He has grown up, many things must be done."

"This is the distress of growing up."

Run all the way, like a guilty thief.

Luo Feng rushed to the stream, obviously that he could not breathe with his current cultivation, but he still breathed greedily.

"What am I afraid of?" Luo Feng looked at the tension and pale face of his surface.

Of course, Luo Feng would be afraid, because he was afraid of becoming Xuanyuan's ancestors. He was afraid that after many years, he would be wrong, and the person he cherished the most would never see it again.

He was afraid that he would be lonely in the dark in the future, and no one asked warm.

Loneliness really swallows a strong man with flesh and blood.

Luo Feng hasn't figured out how to tell Master that he may really be free to appear in the future. He might go to a place where he has experienced various unimaginable tasks.

The sound of footsteps came behind, and the old madman took the old dog.

He looked at the stream but was empty, but he didn't care about it.

Because he knows, his kid likes to appear here when he has a little heart.

The old lunatic sat on a stone by the stream and laughed at the old dog, "Old yellow, you are getting older and older, you have to breathe a few steps now.

Lonely."

"It's okay," the old lunatic said, "Look forward, don't hesitate, don't be afraid, even if the future is wrong, but here is your home."

Luo Feng's body trembled deep deep in the grass, he stopped talking.

The old madman looked at the grass with a smile, "The stinky boy is you, have you encountered something difficult to choose, so I ran out of it?"

"Come out, I know it's you."

The dark Luo Feng had burst into tears, but he held his fist step by step, "Master, how do you know it is me."

The old madman got up and pointed at the old dog, "The old yellow nose is better than me. If you didn't pick it up, it would have died long ago, you have kindly to him, of course, remember you."

"Master me ..."

"Don't say anything, I don't ask, I still say that, just go forward, and give it to God in the future."

The old lunatic beckoned Luo Feng, "Do you have time?"

"Well, yes."

"Go, Master will do your favorite spicy hot pimple."
Chapter completed!