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Chapter 64 The World of the Past (18)

"Brother Chu, don't get excited! Just wait and see if he made a mistake."

Seeing Chu Ling's expression, Lao Huang understood Chu Ling's mood very well.

If you don't find your wife here, maybe the other party is still alive.

Or got caught?

But if you really find it, wouldn't it be dead!
So many people haven't found it, what kind of scene must it be.

"That's right, Brother Chu, don't get excited."

A man next to him who had just counted the number of people also said,
"I ordered it just now, it's still 439?"

"Impossible! I clearly ordered 440, how could you order 439? I have confirmed it several times." The young man said with a look of disbelief.

"Then talk about it carefully, let's all see what you think."

Lao Huang's face was a bit ugly, this young man is not sensible.

Even if you really find it, you can’t tell it!
Did you think you were the only one who found out? !

"Then, let me show you some points!"

The young man was a little unconvinced, he didn't understand Lao Huang's gesture.

Chu Ling just watched silently. To be honest, his mood is very complicated now.

He vaguely understood what his old partners meant, but he, Chu Ling, couldn't accept it.

More importantly, he was unwilling to believe that Wan Yun was dead.

5 minute later.

"No. 241." The young man grabbed an arm, indicating that this is also a person.

"Hey, why do you even touch your arms?"

A person next to him suddenly shot to stop the young man's movements, his hands trembling a little.

"Why, why can't you order it? You haven't memorized the characteristics of each corpse, but I remember it very clearly. There is no corpse with a broken arm here that has such an arm! It doesn't match at all, so I count it went up."

The young man was a little proud, as if he felt that he had discovered a new world.

The eyes also cast a glance at the person who came out to stop him, the meaning is very clear.

But he didn't notice that the face of the person holding his hand was ashen, and his lips trembled slightly.

Chu Ling came directly to the young man and grabbed the arm.

No one knew who this arm belonged to.

This is Wan Yun's arm, and there is even a ring given by Chu Ling on it.

All eyes were on Chu Ling.

They dodged a little one after another.

Everyone was silent, only Chu Ling stared blankly at that arm, wondering what he was thinking.

Looking at the silent crowd, the young man seemed to realize something.

……

"What's your name?"

"My name is Chu Ling."

"Chu Ling, do you want to eat some monster meat?"

"Eat, I will be full when you are full."

"Chu Ling, why did you steal my snacks!"

"Chu Ling, I like you."

"Chu Ling, congratulations on advancing to the second rank of demon!"

"Chu Ling, do you think my clothes look good?"

"Chu Ling, when will we get married?"

"Chu Ling, how many children do you want?"

"Chu Ling, are you still there?"

"Chu Ling, why not call this child Qiu Ling."

"Chu Ling, would you like to create a small camp, so that we can live in it and gather a large number of partners?"

"Chu Ling, you have to be careful when you go hunting!"

"Chu Ling, Lingling and I will wait for your return."

"Chu Ling, our first guest at the Tianhuo camp today——Dr. Huang, has finally arrived."

"Chu Ling, Lingling...she was taken away..."

"Chu Ling, don't be impulsive."

"Chu Ling...I'm a little cold."

"Chu Ling... where are you?"

"Ling... I'm going to die."

……

One arm is everything.

Tears flowed down involuntarily, and no one spoke on the battlefield.

Everyone understood Chu Ling's mood at this time, and most of their family members were dead.

Chu Ling's eyes were full of dullness, he didn't know what to do now.

He wanted revenge,
They are all dead,
What's the point of my revenge?

Just like the uncle, he died in a corner where no one was around.

Chu Ling once thought that as long as he had strong power,

You can be fearless and protect the ones you love.

He has been working hard, but life is so sad.

He lost Chu Shugan who had been protecting him when he had no strength.

He lost Qiu Ling when he thought he had a very powerful second-order power.

He lost Wanyun when he advanced to obtain third-level power.

Power, it seems, is not as useful as imagined.

No matter how powerful you are, you still can't save the people around you,
What strength brought him seemed to be only eternal loneliness.

Even though Lao Huang and the others were still there, Chu Ling couldn't feel any warmth.

He felt as if he had sunk into an abyss, and the hot blood in his body seemed to have cooled down.

"Wow."

As if something happened.

Everyone present seemed to be pulled into a memory world that only belonged to Chu Ling,
Watching scenes of memories about Chu Ling in the past 30 years.

From the meeting between him and Wan Yun, to cooperation, to falling in love, to getting married, to Qiu Ling, to losing, and then to death.

Scenes of streamers passed by them, no one knew how to stop,

They can't seem to stop either.

This is? !
The president's mind control!
Fu Gui, who was standing outside the screen, could see it clearly.

Those who survived on the battlefield just stood in the real world blankly.

But they seem to passively watch the memories about Chu Ling endlessly.

The first time was okay, Lao Huang thought they would be released soon.

But then the second time came again, so they watched it again patiently.

For the third time, someone couldn't take it anymore and started calling Chu Ling loudly,

But Chu Ling didn't seem to have any reaction.

He seemed to have lost his perception of the outside world.

Fourth time, fifth time, sixth time...

Halfway through it was joined by 30 heavily armed men.

They roared, not knowing what was going on.

They wanted to attack all around, but found that they could do nothing.

Until the first person's fall.

He died of thirst, and the memory of this time has been put on the 23rd time.

Memories continue.

On the 24th time, 5 people fell down.

On the 25th time, 7 people fell down.

On the 26th time, 15 people fell down.

The 27th time.

Lao Huang lay on the ground, feeling unable to move, his lips were chapped.

But Lao Huang did not give up, at least he was still watching the memories seriously.

In fact, he should have died a long time ago. On that night more than ten years ago,
If Chu Ling hadn't saved him, he would have died on that rainy night long ago.

But he didn't, relying on Chu Ling's protection, he lingered for nine years.

Five years ago, when the bandits broke into the Tianhuo camp, he didn't die either.

He seemed to be able to just hide in the back from the start?

It seems that he can only rely on Chu Ling's protection?

He doesn't want this anymore.

tired.

tired.

In this world, living is too tiring.

(End of this chapter)