"Fuck."

A drop of tears fell on the top of the Wanren Mountain of Mengshan. The tears belonged to Chen Fan. He finally woke up after the three-world reincarnation.

On the other side, Meng Lao, who was sitting cross-legged, had the same reddish eyes with an inexplicable expression on his face.

"Is this love, beyond life and death, beyond identity, beyond race, beyond everything in the world?"

Chen Fan slowly shook his head. He looked into Meng Lao’s eyes and said, “Love is love. It’s nothing, but it’s everything. It is in people’s hearts and in every corner of the world. As long as you observe carefully, love , Exists in every strand of air!"

"Thank you." Meng Lao said sincerely.

With a wave of his big sleeve, he gave Chen Fan the last dream stone, his eyes filled with indifference.

"According to the words of your human race, I should be about to die at this moment, but I am very happy because at the last moment of my life, you let me experience a lot of different emotions, bless you, and bless your lover."

Meng Lao was gradually dissipating, and at the same time, the entire Meng Mountain seemed to disappear bit by bit.

Chen Fan seized the last minute and asked the question that had been lingering in his heart.

"Meng Lao, do you know what Xiaoyao is?"

Meng Lao was silent, and when he was about to dissipate completely, the words came into Chen Fan's ears again faintly.

"Xiaoyao, spanning hundreds of millions of stars, crossing the stars and stars, looking for your own authenticity in the vast nothingness, in my opinion, this is Xiaoyao!"

The last word fell, Meng Lao completely dissipated, and the entire Meng Mountain began to collapse at any time.

Chen Fan did not leave, he still sat on the top of Mengshan Mountain, letting the huge mountain collapse, I stood still.

A golden light appeared all over Chen Fan, protecting his body from the impact of the boulder and protecting his quiet thinking.

He realized what is free!

The so-called Xiaoyao was originally a rule that needed to be comprehended when the King Realm crossed to the Emperor Realm, but Chen Fan realized at this time that this incident did not know whether he was happy or worried.

But this is Chen Fan, who never played cards according to common sense.

Now that I have some sentiment, then continue to understand.

Maybe he can take a different path from others.

Time passed again, Mengshan still collapsed, Chen Fan was still unmoved, and the whole world seemed to him to become a product of nothingness.

Because of knowing Meng Lao, Chen Fan has a deeper understanding of the whole world.

It turns out that the world under his feet is not just Dongwaizhou, or the continent of Kyushu. The huge world is beyond imagination. There are thousands of races, and the human race may only be the weakest branch of it.

It is important to know that the powerful as a dream clan has the ability to destroy a world at birth, and they are worthy of being called the pride of heaven.

As the proud son of heaven, Meng Lao comprehended Xiaoyao, in Chen Fan's eyes, it was walking.

The Dream Clan is a flying bird, flying all his life, and after falling, it is waiting for the arrival of death.

So what is Terran?

What is the freedom of the human race?

In other words, what is Chen Fan's freedom?

Chen Fan didn't think that Xiaoyao was walking as he always did in his round dreams, or that he used his feet to measure the heavens and stars, but he couldn't see what his Xiaoyao was.

They don't understand the whole world. Those who have realized the meaning of happiness and promoted to the emperor realm have realized what kind of things.

Someone once said that happiness is loneliness, eternal loneliness, and abandoning everything until the pursuit of the other side of the road.

Chen Fan doesn't want that kind of freedom, he wants to pursue his own freedom!

A month later, he still didn't have the slightest answer. In desperation, Chen Fan chose to leave, but he knew that the answer was just around the corner.