Burning Heaven Sword God

Chapter 109 The Grave of a Miserable Man

"Is it fair and comfortable?"

"Ha ha!"

The middle-aged man vomited blood, his face was covered with small scars, and his hand bones had already been snapped off. It can be said that the middle-aged man at this time is no different from a disabled person.He looked at the darkening sky, and laughed coldly a few times, that laugh was terrifying.

"why are you laughing?"

Lin Feng's eyes moved, and he had a panoramic view of the middle-aged man's actions. Lin Feng didn't understand, what happened to the middle-aged man, it made him laugh wildly today!No, it's a day of ridicule and ridicule.

"I was born without a mother, and I was born without a father. I grew up in garbage dumps, picked up garbage, and ate leftovers from other people. In the eyes of those weak, I am even worse than trash, no, it should be said that I am even a dog Not as good."

The middle-aged man's expression was full of helplessness, but under that helplessness, he was extremely desolate and sad, and there was also endless hostility towards this world. He laughed at what Lin Feng said, "justice is in the heart", if the world With justice, how could he be abandoned by his parents?How can it grow and eat in the garbage dump!

Seeing Lin Feng's surprised expression, the man laughed more and more, and continued: "Later, I knew that people's lives should be in their own hands. I refused to accept that those wastes lived a better life than me. I worked hard to cultivate , Cultivating crazily, cultivating day and night, and finally stepped into the natural realm, but was chased and killed by those who thought they were geniuses."

"If the Lord hadn't saved me, I'm afraid I would have died long ago. That's why I hated, hated this country. From then on, I knew that my life only belonged to the Lord. Life or death, as long as he said a word. This The dynasties must never be surnamed Yan again. Those surnamed Yan are not worthy of being emperors."

The eyes of the middle-aged man were full of horror and unwillingness. Lin Feng couldn't help but feel terrible when he saw this kind of eyes.He didn't know what kind of experience it was that could make this person hate him so much!

"No matter how much you say, you will still die after all."

Lin Feng's brows moved slightly, and he said with embarrassment.He knows that this world is unfair to middle-aged men, but this is fate!Everyone's life is in their own hands.

From the day the middle-aged man handed over his life to Song Tianren, he was doomed to end up like this.die!

"Give me a good time!"

The middle-aged man raised his forehead high, looked up at the sky, and cursed: "Only you are worthy of controlling the fate of the world. Only you are worthy of being the sky!"

Lin Feng smiled softly, and that's all for now, there is no need to say a lot, after all, people's lives are different, and no one needs to feel sorry for anyone!This is the world.

"die!"

Yes, Lin Feng couldn't let him go this time.

He just waved the sword in his hand, and that sword, like a gust of wind, penetrated the neck of the middle-aged man.Blood gushes out like a fountain, spraying in the forest.

yes!People's lives are in their own hands.Every choice you make determines your own destiny.From the moment the middle-aged man handed over his life to Song Tianren, he was doomed to fight against many people.And the ending at this time is only his fate, and no one can change it.Lin Feng was no exception.

"Bury him!" Lin Feng murmured.

Lin Feng squinted his small eyes, his eyes full of desolation, he looked at the sky, gradually some stars crawled out, and the dark sky became brighter.

Just like this world, no matter how dark it is, there will still be light after all!Eventually there will be light.

"Ha ha!"

Emperor Yan smiled wryly, he did this kind of hard work, there was really nothing he could do.

Afterwards, Emperor Yan waved his palm and pierced the earth with one finger.

The moment the finger pierced the earth, that small piece of earth instantly cracked.There was a seam, and the seam split quickly, forming a round hole.

That is a tomb!Belonging to a miserable man's grave.

Lin Feng pushed the middle-aged man into the round hole with his hands. Then, Lin Feng knelt down on the ground, put his forehead on the ground, and kowtowed hard several times.

After finishing this, Lin Feng stood up. He looked at his clothes, which were a little messy, and patted his clothes with his hands to remove the dirt.

"You don't have to do that."

Emperor Yan looked at the darkening sky, he felt that there was no need for Lin Feng to do these things, after all, what he did would eventually bring him to this point.

"I know."

Of course Lin Feng knew what Emperor Yan meant. He nodded, fell silent for a while, and said, "But I really want to do this."

"why?"

Emperor Yan has lived for tens of thousands of years, and how many people he has killed. If he kowtows like this every time he kills a person, I am afraid that even if he is Emperor Yan, he will not be able to stand it long ago.

"I think he is very sad, and his death is related to me. Although it is his life, I killed him after all."

Lin Feng was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Some people know that their fate is wrong, but they still do it like this. Why?"

"Can't figure it out!"

After all, Lin Feng still couldn't figure it out, so he shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Let's go find them!" During the words, Emperor Yan didn't say anything, he just felt that the person in front of him was very different.At least better than him.

Afterwards, Emperor Yan sighed, and turned into a pool of red smoke and entered Lin Feng's ring.

(End of this chapter)