"Life is precious, love is more expensive."

Along with these two words, the middle-aged monk strangely quieted down. He didn't say a word, his eyes were empty, and he stood in the same place with his body bent.

Chen Fan's two words were repeated in his mouth. It seemed that he felt something in his heart and something was slowly recovering.

"If it's freedom, then..." This time, chen fan stood in front of the middle-aged friar, reached out and patted on the other side's shoulder: "both can be thrown!"

The last sentence, chen fan can increase the volume, such as the Hong Zhong Da Lu, shock people's soul, and like the magic sound pouring into the ear, has not dispersed for a long time.

The eyes of the middle-aged monk became more and more bright, and his body gradually became straight from his rickets.

He finally figured out everything. For countless years, he was trapped here, silently bearing the fate of the arrangement, unable to enjoy freedom, even more unable to have his own free will.

Willing to be a puppet is the greatest torture in the world.

It seems that he met chen fan today. A few words wake him up completely.

but he saw clearly that he was in a bubbly world.

"Thank you."

The tone of the middle-aged monk gradually faded.

"Thank you for letting me Open your eyes. "

After the last sentence, he closed his eyes, and the smoke of the snake came out of his body, and then he disappeared.

If according to the common people's view, the middle-aged monk is dead and has disappeared completely in this world.

There may be nothing to be happy about.

But at the last moment of his life, the heartfelt smile on the middle-aged monk's face and his thanks to Chen fan were also extremely sincere.

At the last moment, chen fan let the middle-aged monk open his eyes and let him see his own appearance and the invisible silk thread wrapped around his body.

He chose to end all this and choose to exchange life for freedom.

This is the greatest thing!

Chen Fan stood in the same place for a long time, feeling the breeze gently brushing his cheek, and also felt the double peace of mind and body that he had not felt for a long time.

In fact, the choice of the middle-aged monk, to some extent, also confirmed Chen Fan's own heart.

If he is the other party, the solution must be the same.

Chen fan would rather die than live with his eyes closed all his life.

Even if he can only have a moment to see the colorful world in which he is living, even if all this is just a flash of water and moon for him, it will be broken at the flick of a finger.

However, chen fan still has no regrets.

When he heard the way, he died in the evening.

Maybe that's the truth!

A wisp of green smoke, fluttering into Chen Fan's hands, with the breeze blowing, smoke shaking, but so firm.

At the same time, the first red beam that went straight to Xiaohan dissipated.

It seems to indicate that Chen fan has completed the first problem and achieved one seventh of the world's main seal.

But I don't know why, chen fan's heart is not a bit happy feeling.

On the contrary, it is more melancholy.

Heaven and earth are like furnaces, and human beings are like mole ants. They are in the furnace and quietly accept the tempering of fate.

Ask the vast earth, who is the master of ups and downs?

Maybe no one will be able to do it in the end.

How many people can break away from this incident? How many people can get rid of the shackles of fate and rules?

Chen Fan didn't know, and he didn't want to continue thinking about it.

It may be helpful for him to improve his mood by thinking about it, but what about it? He didn't come here to improve his mood.

Chen fan doesn't have so much time for himself to feel.

Without hesitation, turn your eyes and turn your head in the direction of the second orange beam.

Without saying a word, chen fan took up a wisp of green smoke in his hand and directly unfolded and continued to fly away.

After experiencing the greed of the middle-aged monk, he wanted to see what kind of idea he saw in the second person?