The man opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but his body gradually became fragmented, turning into pieces of light.
Xiang Nan walked forward with a smile.
But after the man disappeared, the relaxed smile on Xiang Nan's face disappeared, and two lines of tears flowed down.
Pedestrians on the road all looked sideways at Xiang Nan.
Na Xiangnan was walking, crying, holding his face in his hands, and his shoulders were loose.
Howling.
The two-meter-tall iron man stood on the cross street and cried bitterly.
"I didn't make it, I failed everyone's hopes..."
Spring goes and spring comes again.
Xiang Nan lives in the world he has woven. From today on, there has never been a familiar face in this world.
Maybe he didn't make it on purpose, maybe it's because he didn't have the face to meet them.
He gave this fictional world a free space where every creature has its own independent consciousness.
Of course, there is justice and evil in this world.
There were also many upright and upright young people who fought hard for the justice they insisted on.
But Xiang Nan never set foot in martial arts again.
He has done a lot of things he wanted to do. He has been a fisherman, a farmer, a blacksmith, and a lot of things that he wanted but never had time to experience.
Year by year.
In the real world, the whole world has been leveled, and the only survivors are the Protoss.
The three great god kings have completely taken over God's Domain, or in other words, the entire real world.
In the Dimensional Tomb, the Holy King has sat guarding Xiang Nan for fifty years.
Xiang Nan closed his eyes, and so did the Holy King.
He is waiting for Xiang Nan to come out.
in a dream.
Xiang Nan carried the jug and staggered through the crowd.
Only wine can numb his heart and make him indulge in his fantasy world.
There is a fight ahead.
The two warriors fought vigorously, and the two high-spirited young men were fighting over who would be the number one genius in the city.
Xiang Nan, like most of the audience, stayed far away, watching the wonderful fight with great interest.
"This is martial arts, have you seen it before?" A familiar uncle next to him tugged at Xiang Nan's sleeve and whispered.
The uncle couldn't hide the envy on his face.
Xiang Nan smiled and shook his head.
The uncle licked his lips and said, "Why don't I have martial arts physique? Look at how powerful they are."
As he said that, the uncle opened his palms and kept pondering, saying, "Tell me, where did those lights come from? From the cracks in your fingers?"
"Or from the finger, shot out with a whoosh? It's amazing, how they can fly through the sky and escape like birds."
"Do you know?" The uncle pushed Xiang Nan and said, "They say you have been to many places, you should know a little bit, tell me quickly."
Xiang Nan shook his head: "I don't know where those lights come from, and I don't know why they can fly."
At this time, the two young men finally decided the outcome.
Dejected, the failed man left amidst the laughter of the crowd.
And the victorious man strode up to Xiang Nan, and said with pride: "Mr. Yang, you have been to many places and have seen a lot. Tell me, compared with my peers from other places, am I the youngest?" awesome!"
Xiang Nandao: "Forget it."
The man was overjoyed, and said: "I knew that I must be the strongest young man, and I will also be the strongest warrior in the future!"
As he said that, the man jokingly arched Gong Xiangnan's shoulders, and said, "Do you want to make gestures with me?"
Xiang Nan smiled and shook his head: "Forget it, I'm afraid I'll be beaten to death by you."
The man laughed and walked away.
Xiang Nan carried the flagon and staggered away again. His right hand was hidden in his sleeve, and he couldn't help clenching his fist.
For some reason, my hands are itchy.
He came outside the city, rode his little donkey, and headed towards the mountain again. He was a medicine farmer at this time, and went to the mountain regularly to pick herbs every day in exchange for wine.
In the woods, a group of vicious people hijacked a caravan.
The vicious strong men killed many people and robbed the goods.
At this time a young warrior jumped out, he rushed forward with a loud shout, and fought with the bandits.
This warrior is very young, and he only has the fifth level of body tempering, which is much worse than the group of bandits who are at the sixth and seventh level of body tempering.
But he was knocked down again and again, and stood up again and again. His face was covered with blood, and he was trampled by people stepping on his neck.
The bandits left, and the young man jumped up angrily, pointing at Xiang Nan: "You don't have any sense of justice! Why don't you help me!"
"Even if you just help me take care of the injured civilians!"
Xiang Nan leaned against the tree and said while drinking: "Is it useful? The most useless thing in this world is chivalry."
The man said angrily: "Why is it useless!"
Xiang Nandao: "How is it useful? Who will be grateful to you? The people you save will live their own happy lives. Who cares about you licking your wounds alone in the corner."
"If you can't save them, it won't do them any good, and it won't do you any good either. Instead, you'll end up with injuries."
The man said angrily: "I can still become stronger!"
Xiang Nandao: "Is it useful? No matter how strong it is, how many people have you saved? Can you save everyone in the world?"
"You you you!" The man stomped his feet angrily: "Nonsense!"
After all, the man left angrily.
Xiang Nan went up the mountain with a flagon, drinking and singing as he walked.
As dusk fell, Xiang Nan returned to his small town and his home.
He sold herbs, exchanged two jugs of wine and two catties of beef. He ate and drank to his heart's content.
When he reached the door of the house, he suddenly stopped.
The jug in his hand, the beef, fell to the ground with a slap.
At the door of the house, a woman stood.
"It's impossible!" Xiang Nan's pupils constricted, he suddenly lost control, and shouted: "I didn't shape you! You can't appear in my dream!"
Xu Caiyue looked at Xiang Nan quietly, and said, "Really, then why did I appear?"
Xiang Nan gritted his teeth angrily, and pulled his hair vigorously.
Xu Caiyue said: "Xiang Nan, how long are you going to hide?"
"I'm not Xiang Nan!" Xiang Nan roared, "I'm Yang Cheng!"
Xu Caiyue said: "No one has ever blamed you, you didn't do it, that's normal."
"You didn't feel sorry for anyone, but the way you are now, you are sorry for everyone."
"If this is really the world you want, you won't be drunk all day long, and you won't be so vicious about turning right and wrong."
Xu Caiyue came over, touched Xiang Nan's heart with her index finger, and said, "Why did you say such things to that man? In fact, you still feel guilty in your heart."
Xiang Nan said: "I didn't!"
Xu Caiyue said: "If you enjoy your current life, I wish you well, and I hope you can continue to live like this."
"But you didn't. You're punishing yourself, Xiang Nan. It's time to forgive yourself."
Xiang Nan burst into tears.
Xu Caiyue gently put her arms around Xiang Nan's shoulders, and said: "I have appeared, which means that you have not completely given up in your heart, and you still have a little bit of will left, which has not been wiped out."
"You still want to try."
Xiang Nan choked up and said, "I won't try anymore, I can't beat him, I'm not the opponent of the Holy King, I really can't beat him."
Xu Caiyue said: "I didn't ask you to fight with him, I hope you can live well here, but it's because you can't let it go in your heart, you still want to fight."
"Can you let go of martial arts? Xiang Nan, when you see others fighting on the street, your blood is hot."
"You are destined to belong to martial arts. Whether you like it or not, you know in your heart that you were born for martial arts."
Xu Caiyue put her mouth next to Xiang Nan's ear: "You know what the real martial art is, and you have seen its beauty."
"Xiang Nan, is this dream real?"
Xiang Nan's heart trembled, and he opened his eyes suddenly.
The sky fell, and the earth also collapsed.
Dimensional tomb, red light.
Xiang Nan opened his eyes.
The Holy King also opened his eyes.
"You are finally back." The Holy King stood up.
Fifty years have passed like a white horse.
Xiang Nan has never experienced life in such a real way, with great ups and downs, great sadness and great joy.
He looked up to the sky.
The Holy King is still waiting for him to come out.
Xiang Nan took a deep breath and stepped out of the red light.
A gleam flashed in the eyes of the holy king, and he immediately attacked Xiang Nan.
But at this time, another Xiang Nan suddenly appeared and stopped in front of the Holy King.
The holy king was stunned: "Avatar? No, no, this is a dream body!"
With a blank expression on his face, Xiang Nan walked towards the dangerous exit with his hands behind his back.
The holy king killed Xiang Nan's dream body with one punch, and when he was going to chase Xiang Nan, another Xiang Nan's dream body appeared.
The holy king was startled again, followed by the second, third, tenth, hundredth...
The densely packed Xiang Nan, Xiang Nan with eight levels of spiritual deficiency, jumped out of the dreamland endlessly.
One thousand, two thousand, five thousand, ten thousand...
"Damn it, what is this!" The holy king fiercely killed Xiang Nan one after another.
But he can't finish killing at all, if he kills a thousand, 10,000 will jump out, if he kills 10,000, 100,000 will jump out!
The endless Xiangnan submerged the holy king like a tide.
And Xiang Nan's true self had already arrived at the exit of the dangerous situation. He didn't look back, and said, "This is the ultimate avenue that I suddenly comprehended in my dream, and the dream has come true."
"Just let my dream body play with you here first."
"Holy King, I will be back soon."
Xiang Nan walked out of the dangerous situation, and at this time, in the dangerous situation, the holy king was surrounded by 30 million Xiang Nan's dream bodies.
Dream, is it real
The pinnacle of dreams is that illusion and reality are not separated, and illusion and reality coexist.
True and false, false and true.
I believe it, therefore it is, therefore, it is all true.
Xiang Nan imagined a wormhole in his dream, but in reality, a wormhole really appeared.
He entered the wormhole and appeared outside the dimensional tomb, a million light-years away.
"I still have a chance." He looked up at the sky, and said, "I have the six spirit veins, I can reach the talent of the holy level, and I can reach the tenth level of spiritual void."
"But there is no spirit grass in this world, and there is no pill that I can absorb."
Millions of fallen gods with eight levels of spiritual deficiency chased from the sky.
Xiang Nan looked back at them, and imagined a sky in his dream.
That day, it really came!
This canopy stopped all the fallen gods.
Xiang Nan still looked up at the sky, and said: "I still have a way to improve my realm. If the things in my dreams can come true, then they can too."
After finishing speaking, Xiang Nan waved to the sky.
In the sky, densely packed thunders of the God of Extermination appeared! Millions, tens of millions... The big snake said in amazement: "My God, you... your dream, you have already made the illusion come true?"