The sharp sound of fingers fell down, and the dozens of wind blades that looked fierce suddenly disappeared without a trace. Before the light of the sword flashed in the air, the air had already split the sword edge in the hand of Si Cheng Anle and swept the other side back.

Why? At that moment, this doubt welled up again in the heart of the city's Anle. At that time, he was stronger than himself. Now, he is still stronger than himself when the demons and beasts are troubling the mainland!

"You have no power, no family!" He fell on the ground, rolled all over the dust, and coughed up blood directly, but still roared, "it's me! The person who should have been famous and remembered by millions of people should be me! You're not the thief who jumped out on the way! "

The hatred in his eyes was so overwhelming that people couldn't help but feel frightened. But Lin Hao's face didn't move. On the contrary, he picked his eyebrows strangely, even as if he didn't understand what the other party was saying. He slowly held his chin and couldn't help thinking for a few seconds.

"You are too weak... What does it have to do with me?" In the end, Lin Hao opened his mouth with doubts and said, "if you succeed, you will be respected by tens of thousands of people... I think it's troublesome. I don't want to - if you want to, you can fight for it yourself. What are you shouting about with me here? It's really annoying. "

At the end of the speech, Canggou also warned him: "don't talk nonsense with them. Now the mainland is too chaotic. Go to the tomb of Tianshu emperor and guard it. Don't let other people take advantage of it."

Lin Hao suddenly responded. He patted his thigh in frustration. No matter how many people were shocked to see the play, he didn't pay attention to Sicheng Anle who stayed in the same place. He turned his head and quickly opened the wings of yinglei and rushed to the direction of Tianshu emperor's tomb.

Until the thunder completely disappeared in the sky, the more than a dozen people dare to sneak back to the ground carefully and gather around Si Cheng Anle.

"Young master, don't listen to his nonsense. I don't think he can beat you and stimulate you so much..." the archer worshipped Si Cheng Anle, who had made a living from the monsters. So he was the first one to open his mouth and comfort him. He held each other's shoulder as if he were comforting. He hoped that he would stand up and smile at them.

But situ Anle was just like a fool. He stayed in the same place motionless. He was in a dreamlike trance on his face. Tears kept pouring out of his eyes, which made the terrible face even more terrible. Even the dozen people who were looking forward to him could not help but step back, and his heart was secretly flustered.

"Young master, what's the matter with you?" The archer asked blankly, "he's gone... How can you still look like this? Nothing happened?"

But Sicheng Anle didn't pay any attention to him. He just bowed his head and wept silently. His whole body was trembling. Lin Hao's understated attitude and extremely casual explanation made him like a punch on cotton. His resentment could only curl up in his own heart.

He has been suffering, half way glory and wealth, now by this initiator so simple summarized as two words - weak.

For Sicheng Anle, these two words seem to deny his whole life in an instant. Even at this moment, he only has endless regret in his heart. He regrets that he had been painstakingly scheming, but forgot the most fundamental thing.

But now there is no time for him to make up, can only look at each other to leave the direction, silently shed tears.

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