Xu Changan felt his lips were very dry. Although there was water dripping down, it couldn't drip into his mouth. He only felt that the top of his head was very cold, but his mouth was like a fire was put on, and his saliva was almost gone.

It's right.

The sound of "tick, tick" came into his ears. Although Xu Changan felt uncomfortable, a smile appeared on his face.

There are many people in this world. The thorns given by life can prick him for the rest of his life, but at the end of his life, they can pull out the thorns.

Perhaps, this is not to pull out or forgive, but to forget it.

This is true for Xu Changan at this time. He still has hatred and unwillingness in his heart, but so what?

He has had many opportunities, one hundred times, one thousand times, but he has never succeeded. Xu Changan feels that he is just a waste, a useless waste.

He can't save anyone, nor can he save himself, and he can only let others save him every time.

Xu Changan's smile was a bitter smile, a self-deprecating self-deprecation.

Perhaps, it’s better to just sleep in the darkness like this. Although it’s a bit cowardly, it can be regarded as another kind of relief.

A person may withstand one failure, ten failures, and one hundred failures; but few people can withstand a thousand repeated failures.

There seemed to be noisy sounds in Xu Changan's ears, and those sounds were very familiar, but he had no time to listen carefully to who those sounds belonged to.

Now, he felt his forehead was very cold, and a chill was running through his head, and he felt that he was about to die.

For him, he was no longer afraid of death. These water droplets did not cause him much psychological pressure. He also felt that he deserved to die. He just hoped that death would come faster.

"Xu Chang'an!"

"Xu Chang'an!"

"Xu Chang'an..."

Xu Changan originally thought that the sounds were auditory hallucinations, but the sounds were getting louder and louder, as if someone was calling softly in his ears. Xu Changan barely cheered up.

"Little Chang'an, don't be disappointed in this world, and don't be disappointed in yourself!" A gentle and mellow voice came from his ears. Xu Chang'an heard it sincerely and recognized it seriously.

Only his senior brother, the young master, would call him like this, and only that young master would say to him in a soft voice.

"Senior brother, I disappoint you." Xu Changan grinned and said helplessly.

"What are you and I learning?" The young master's voice did not take Xu Chang'an's words, but asked faintly.

"Set up your mind for the heaven and earth, establish your destiny for the living and the people, and inherit the unique knowledge for the past saints..." Xu Chang'an's answer came here.

He barely did it "establish a heart for heaven and earth"; he barely made it "establish a life for the people"; he promoted a group of aspiring people and a talented and learned people, and he barely did it; he also learned a lot of "study for the past sages";

But he really couldn't do this last one, he really couldn't do it.

He really couldn't do it "to bring peace to the ages". He really paid too much and too much price.

Seeing that Xu Changan did not answer, the young master's voice added the second half to him.

"Get peace for all ages." The young master's voice was still very light, and he still had no intention of blame.

He is a gentle man, like that blue shirt, gentle and humble, and no one will get tired of him when they see him.

"Junior brother, do you really want to give up?" Although the young master said no blame, Xu Changan heard the disappointment. He could even think of the young master's disappointment expression and dull eyes.

But what can I do? Some people envy immortality, but Xu Changan feels that living is a pain, and he has to bear too much... too much.

Xu Changan was silent for a while and could only spit out the three words with great difficulty.

"sorry……"

"Forget it, I shouldn't force you..." The young master's voice slowly drifted away, with disappointment.

Xu Changan felt mixed feelings at this time. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, he was not as good as before. He was determined to die, and a slight turbulence appeared in his heart.

But soon, Xu Changan shook his head and chose to give up.

He was determined to kill the thief, but he was unable to turn the world back!

At this moment, another sound came into my ears again.

"Young Master Xu, Your Majesty Xu."

Xu Changan was slightly stunned. Few people would call him Mr. Xu. Most people just call him Xu Changan, and Xiao Changan or more people would only call him Xiao Hou.

There are very few people who call him Mr. Xu.

Xu Changan wanted to break his head, but he didn't recognize who this person was; although he felt that the voice was very familiar, he could never imagine who this person was.

The crisp female voice seemed to know Xu Changan's embarrassment, so she said directly: "Your Madam Xu, do you remember "Your See" in Yuezhou?"

"You only see the willow bank in the south of the Yangtze River, and the spring breeze is jealous of the young man;

You only saw that folding a fan and brushing your face, wiping like a banished immortal;

You only see that you have a slender waist and a beautiful face.

Hearing this voice, Xu Changan finally remembered and said softly: "You know that a young man holds a sword and does not see his old face; you know that a scholar is arrogant and has made a hard work to lose his life; you know that a rich man has no tears in his tears

…”

"Shen..."

Xu Changan originally wanted to call him "Miss Shen", but when he thought of this girl who died in his arms in order to save him and Jiang Ming, Xu Changan really didn't know what to call her.

This girl likes herself, she knows that she also knows that her spiritual realm is higher than her.

Xu Changan thought about it and could only call out the girl who killed her father for the sake of her: "Miss Qiong."

This voice naturally belonged to Shen Qiong, the girl who killed her father in Yuezhou for justice.

"Young Master Xu, the world is in dire straits, don't give up!"

Xu Changan smiled bitterly and replied, "But what can I save myself? I can't even save myself, so why should I save the world!"

"Young Master Xu, don't give up! Don't give up!"

Shen Qiong's voice became smaller and smaller, and eventually dissipated.

...

"Boy Xu family, what have you promised me!" A sharp shout came, and Xu Changan was shocked.

"You took me to see the Xuanyuan family's world, and the whole world is healthy, and I, Ji Qiuyang, let go of my hatred. As a result, today's chaos, your little kid named Xu will leave without paying attention? Your "Breaking Sword Art" is my Dianjian Mountain.

The old guy gave it to you, you haven’t competed with my apprentice yet!”

"Boy Xu! Boy Xu!"

When Xu Changan heard this, he naturally recognized the person who spoke, and was the senior Ji Qiuyang who protected him.

Before Xu Changan could come back, the sound drifted away.

"Senior Ji..." Xu Changan's voice was very soft.

...

"Mr. Xu." An old voice sounded in my ears.

Generally speaking, few older generations would call themselves "Little Mr.", and Xu Changan was stunned.

"As big and clumsy as clever, there are ways to deal with everything in the world. But in the end, it will all be natural, and the word "he" is contained." The voice trembled slightly, and the words were serious.

"Master Zeng..."

Xu Changan became more and more ashamed. This was Master Zeng, who sacrificed his life for him.

Moreover, Master Zeng sealed his lifelong cultivation in his body, but he wasted it.

"Mr. Xu, have you forgotten our goal? The world is harmonious, the world is harmonious, and the world is Chang'an!"

Xu Changan felt mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know how to explain to this respected senior.

Mr. Zeng's voice slowly drifted into the air, and after a while, another sound rang out again.

"I will call myself a master again. I forcibly plotted against you and wanted to take over the burden from you. I have the sincerity of the people in the world and my own selfishness, but in the end I discovered that I can do the greater my ability. Just like As the older generation said, I am just a poor person. It is already good to practice half-step Shake Star Realm for a lifetime. But Chang'an, you are different. You have only been practicing for three or four years and have caught up with and even surpassed your peers. People. You must remember that the greater the talent, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."

"In my life, in addition to cultivating two good senior brothers for you, I am worthy of your Xu family, but I am worthy of the world."

"Chang'an, let me call myself your master for the last time."

This is the voice of the Master. Xu Changan had already let the Master float in the wind when he was resentful to him. His father and mother were not weak. Xu Changan believed that his parents must have their considerations back then, otherwise it would be based on the Master alone. By the calculations, their family would not leave Chang'an.

Xu Changan sighed and said, "Master..."

Hearing these two words, the Master seemed very happy and laughed loudly, "Okay..."

Along with laughter, the Master's voice also dissipated.

...

Xu Changan finally breathed a sigh of relief, but soon, his body trembled.

"Chang'an...Chang'an..."

The voice is equally gentle, but there is a hint of love in this voice than the gentleness of the Master.

"father……"

Xu Changan could no longer hold back and cried bitterly.
To be continued...