I Just Reopened My Life

Recognition and recognition, this is something Ruyuan has never heard.

After his master drunk passed away, he never heard it again.

Ruyuan calmed his head and looked at the statue aside, "Unfortunately, he has never told me before."

"There will be a chance, someone will understand you." Li Zhongkai saw his eyes and knew what he was thinking.

"It's different, I don't deserve it." Ru Yuan looked at Li reopened with clear eyes.

"I am different from Ming. I have been lost for too long and have done a lot of wrong things. No matter what I do afterwards, I am just making up for it." Ru Yuan said softly.

Yes, just make up.

Just like just now, if Li Zhongkai didn't wake him up, then he would really be distorted forever, and there would be no chance to make up for it.

Li Zhongkai was willing to give him a chance.

Not only because he was once his elder.

It's even more because some children in this world can't find their own way.

Only by holding the adult's hand can they not go in the wrong direction.

What Ruyuan understood was the Avenue of Wind, and seemed to have deliberately avoided those five-element avenues and the mainstream avenue of crossing the catastrophe. The avenue of wind is the same as kendo, a few avenues that don't affect reason.

Moreover, Ruyuan is already a monk of the Tribulation, and there are no small forces outside. The natural number of people who come to the place where the cultivation base is suppressed is the Forbidden Island.

But this time Ruyuan came by himself, and it might not be that his surviving reason was giving himself the last chance.

And being able to get the approval of the Forbidden Land, Ruyuan is definitely not always degenerating like Heming imagined.

From these subtle choices, Li Zhongkai could also see Ruyuan's true attitude.

"The fire from the wooden house is only temporary. We may have taken a bad hand, but there will always be people rebuilding the wooden house, and there will always be people who continue to play the cards."

Li Zhongkai stretched out his hand, the aura around him gathered!

The flames soaring into the sky ignited and caught Ruyuan's eyes.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down in his eyes.

...

The last time I saw such a fire, I was suddenly awakened in my sleep. At that time, the wooden house was lit by someone, and I only felt that the sky had fallen, but Ming was still reluctantly waking everyone up.

In fact, I should have understood it a long time ago.

What is the difference between me and Ming.

It was never the so-called birth, because we all drank the Fountain of Youth, and from that moment there was no difference between the main clan and the sub-clan.

The difference between the two of us is courage.

Even if life is bad, Ming still has the courage to live anew, but he has been cowardly.

When everyone fell to the garbage dump in the same way, I only felt hopeless because the situation was too bad.

When I saved the uncle, I still only felt desperate because I was too weak.

Until the last time I left the wooden house, I also chose to change to a new place to start again. I never had the courage to face the burned wooden house.

Now he is already a monk crossing the robbery.

He is a rare monk in the ancient immortal world, and one of the bottom lines of the human race, but he is still the same cowardly.

What was the scene when I originally fantasized about returning?

Ming has become a drunkard in the past few hundred years. Although he has no ambitions, he is at least happy.

So I walked into the wooden house and chatted with them about the experience of the past few years.

Having experienced countless trials and hardships, I am an unsung hero who protects the human race.

Although I have a heavy mission on my back, I can still hide all the pressure and chat and laugh with my old playmates. They envy me, and I finally become an adult who bears all the pressure but can still inspire everyone.

Just like Ming when he was a child, like the uncle in the wooden house.

Of course, it’s better to make it clear that he also worships me and is secretly determined to give up drinking and become a person like me.

And at the end of the story, I should proudly say the last sentence to them:

"I am the warden here, and I will always protect you."

...

"boom!"

Ruyuan fell heavily to the ground.

Fell beside the broken statue.

He only needs to turn his head a moment to see the statue.

"When I came, I was still thinking about it? Will I become a person like you." Ru Yuan laughed miserably. Although there was pain all over his body, he was no longer the child who was afraid of pain.

"But I didn't expect that you already broke it first. But it's okay, so we two are more alike."

Ruyuan turned his head and looked at the tattered statue.

"You, it's really a broken statue."

The remaining wind blew the rubble onto his head.

It seemed to blame him for the name, and it seemed to be touching his head gently.

...

"Ruyuan!"

Ming Tear roared, tears rushing from his eyes, hurriedly towards Ruyuan.

The person on the side of the wooden house was also taken aback, and immediately ran towards here.

"he……"

"Ruyuan won't..."

Everyone immediately held their breath, and after living for so long, they hadn't tasted this kind of loss of relatives and friends for a long time.

This painful and indescribable feeling evoked their memories, as if they were thinking of the forgotten person.

"He's okay."

Li Zhongkai pushed everyone away and walked towards Ruyuan.

He was the culprit who killed Ruyuan. Everyone should have glared at him, but for some reason, although they only knew him for a short period of time, they couldn't get angry.

"It's time to get up, when are you going to lie down?" Li Zhongkai looked at him angrily.

It is both precepts and deeds, and persuasive.

Why can't I change this ostrich's temperament?

Ruyuan originally lay on the ground with her eyes closed, but suddenly smiled and opened her mouth, "Let them mourn me for a while. I have never been so worried by them."

"If you want to mourn, there are opportunities."

Li Zhongkai stretched out his hand towards him, this is an adult's hand.

Ruyuan was taken aback for a moment, then he held Li Zhongkai's thumb and stood up.

"It's time to get up, is there any serious business to do?" Li Zhongkai patted his palms and concentrated everyone's attention.

...

Museum.

The curator quietly wiped the guns.

Under my feet is the camera that had been smashed long ago, which was left by Ruyuan.

"Oh, it's been so long." He put the gun on the shelf and walked slowly to a booth in the museum where a dagger was placed.

The curator, servant and descendant, was originally appointed by Ruyuan to manage this forbidden city.

This dagger was exactly the dagger that the servants used to kill Wu Nan.

The curator knelt down piously and bowed to the dagger three times.

"You are the real kingslayer!"

"I will ask the rebels who rob you of your reputation for an argument~www.readwn.com~History is often distorted by those who are interested.

But this is not important. The important thing is that the kings of the past must always find themselves a suitable background.

It's just like the witchcraft at the time.

The descendants of the king-slayer are better than the descendants of the servant.

"Please ancestors for help!!"

The curator inserted the three-pillar incense in front of the dagger.

At this time, on the coast not far away, a strong wind was blowing. The breeze blew the dagger along the crack in the wall.

The dagger suddenly fell to the ground.

The curator immediately looked black.

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