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Chapter 60: Entanglement

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    But sometimes it¡¯s a little too noisy

    "Squeak" Fang Lang's door finally opened, and Chunyang looked at Fang Lang with a smile on his face.  "Master, do you need my disciple's help for anything?" Chunyang approached diligently.  Now she doesn't look like a princess at all.

    ¡°Before, she was just a little more unruly, but she still had the majesty of the princess. Now

    Fang Lang took Chunyang's hand and placed a three-inch-thick book in her hand without hesitation: "One month, I will give you one month to read everything in it."  , come see me again in a month.¡±

    After finishing speaking, he closed the door of the room without hesitation.  Chunyang was left standing outside the room dumbfounded. Chunyang weighed the weight of the book in his hand. In one month, he probably could just read it once and figure it out?

    ?????? And, it¡¯s when you¡¯re fully committed.  However, she did not want to be looked down upon by Fang Lang, so she immediately took the book in her hand and left Fang Lang's door.  Lu Xiaofeng had been watching the excitement. After Chunyang left, he went to Fang Lang's door and knocked on the door.  Unexpectedly, Fang Lang agreed without thinking: "Come in."

    Lu Xiaofeng frowned, how did he know it was his?  If it was that unruly little princess, wouldn't it be annoying to him?  "You deserve today?!" Lu Xiaofeng consciously sat on Fang Lang's table and said jokingly.

    I thought that for a person like Fang Lang, even if the sky fell, he would probably not even blink.  He didn't expect that this mere little princess would stump him.  Also, I can¡¯t be beaten or scolded, but I still agreed to it, so what can I do?

    "Lu Xiaofeng, have you paid off all Lu Yi's debts?" Fang Lang said gloomily.  He was still thinking about the interest. If he wanted to drag Lu Xiaofeng over now, even if he didn't take action, he wouldn't be able to walk out of Lu Yi's door.

    Sure enough, as soon as money was mentioned, Lu Xiaofeng immediately softened: "Brother, I knew you would have no problem with that little girl! I'll help you send her away next time" When she thought of Lu Yi's unexplained words  Face, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but shudder.

    Fang Lang twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled helplessly.  He quite likes Chunyang's temperament, but she is indeed not suitable for martial arts. This is an indisputable fact. Let him learn Lu Ji's skills, that is the business.  As long as she works hard, she will definitely have some achievements that are no less than those of Lu Ji in the future. This is the value of her life, rather than pestering him to practice martial arts here.

    In a ruined temple outside the city, Ye Gucheng's situation is getting worse

    It¡¯s just that he wants to die, but he doesn¡¯t want to die.  An extreme struggle slowly spread in his heart, and a sense of powerlessness arose spontaneously. He was lonely all his life, with no family, no lover, and no friends.

    Sometimes he doesn¡¯t even know what the purpose of his life is, but somewhere, there seems to be a belief that supports him to live, and there is an invisible power.

    ¡°Perhaps it¡¯s because he¡¯s so high up there that he hasn¡¯t had the feeling of meeting an opponent in chess for a long time. Now, after waiting for so many years, the opponent he dreamed of has finally appeared, but it¡¯s a pity that it¡¯s so untimely.

    He doesn¡¯t understand why there are always so many helpless contradictions in a person¡¯s life.  What he had always wanted was now in front of him, but he was unable to enjoy it.

    The wind blows in from the window, the broken windows sound like falling leaves, and there is still a stench in the house that cannot be blown away by the wind.  He knew that his wound was completely festering, like a rotten piece of flesh infested with maggots.

    Ye Gucheng lowered his head and looked at the injury on his arm. One mistake would lead to eternal regret. This is what happens in the world. How could he avoid it?  It's just that I'm not willing to give in. I'm not willing to just disappear into the world.  There are still many things that he wants to do but has never done. This belief supports him to live until now.

    He was originally an aloof and noble man, but now he was hiding in this black hole like a wounded wild dog. This kind of torture and pain was something he was unwilling to endure even if he died, but he must endure it.  Because he must live until September 15th, must!

    The sound of autumn is silent, but how can he spend this long night?  The injury on his arm has been aching faintly. In fact, he hopes that the pain will be stronger, which at least means that he is still alive. When he loses consciousness that day, he will be close to death, and his wish is not yet  Didn't happen.

    Sometimes, he would also think that if he had a relative or a friend to accompany him now, the situation might be much better. However, he was destined to be a lonely person, never willing to accept other people's friendship, and never  Giving his feelings to others, he suddenly realized that this was actually hisIt was the first time in my life that I thought I needed a friend.

    ¡° He sighed helplessly. He didn¡¯t know when he had become accustomed to such a lonely life, and believed that loneliness was the only thing that stayed with him forever. He didn¡¯t expect that he would start looking forward to friends now.

    It is true that people are most vulnerable when they are injured.  It's just that why I haven't felt this way in my hands countless times before.  It was the first time I felt that I was so close to death, and it felt almost magical.

    In the darkness, he was the only one standing silently, without words, and looking silently at a place not far away with empty eyes.  There is no focus in his eyes, which is the look of a dying person.

    Suddenly, he thought of many things again. He thought of the endless hard training every morning and dusk. He thought of the blood that his opponent shed under his sword. He also thought of the blue sea and sky, the golden sunshine and the white jade.  Such beautiful floating clouds

    Now that I think about it, all of this has taken over my entire life.  In this life, there is no one or one thing worthy of my nostalgia.  Sometimes, he also doubts what the purpose of his life is.

    He has no family and friends, and he is not interested in fame and wealth, so he survives.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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