If Zhang Xiaohan did not first obtain the cause and effect of the ancient battlefield and the divine world, if he did not obtain the cause and effect of the ancient monk in the Stele Forest and also gain powerful spiritual consciousness, if she did not learn the history of various dynasties in the previous life, if she did not have characters like Emperor Wu of Han, Genghis Khan, or Peter of the Great in her previous life, if...

If she did not practice little by little as a small monk with five spirit roots at the beginning of her time travel, struggled on the edge of life and death, survived by being coveted, and grew up by putting life and death out of her again and again, in such a causal endurance, Zhang Xiaohan might go crazy. Tianlai Novel | 2

She will not get the reasons from cause and effect, but the unwillingness, blows, anger and resistance contained in it will be forced to go crazy if her mind is not strong enough.

Zhang Xiaohan still remembers some news reports about major disasters she had seen in her previous life, and had read documentary literature, but the sadness brought by the literal paper made her heartache at that time so sad that she cried and sad. But now, these emotions are poured into her consciousness without missing a trace, which is not just empathy.

I tried some suffering and sorrow because my body was directly stimulated, and I could probably accept it psychologically and bear it. For example, there are many people who are bleeding if their body is injured and bleeding, because they are sensory and painful, they don’t feel anything. But if I see others being injured and bleeding, because I am not stimulated by pain, I will feel palpitations and abnormalities.

At this time, Zhang Xiaohan felt this way, the feeling that when he saw it, he had to watch others' sufferings in front of him but was powerless. Because the Qiankun Cauldron itself is an immortal weapon, this kind of suffering will be magnified.

The most important thing is that even without the idea of ​​catching up with the enemy, the sorrow and pain of the gods are far more than that of ordinary monks.

As both death, the world would regret Genghis Khan's life span, saying that he would be able to rule the earth for another hundred years, but the soldiers who died fighting for him did not even gain any emotion.

Zhang Xiaohan felt silently that since this was her choice, there was nothing to retreat.

In Zhang Xiaohan's feelings, she was completely recognized by the cause and effect of the Qiankun Cauldron and was recognized by the Qiankun Cauldron. It was only a very short time, but such a short time also greatly affected her emotions. Such strong negative emotions were instilled in a short period of time, even if she was mentally prepared, her face looked extremely ugly.

The Qiankun Cauldron was rotating and finally narrowed down and fell into Zhang Xiaohan's hand. The cauldron was filled with mist, and only Zhang Xiaohan's gaze could penetrate. Everyone's gaze fell on the Qiankun Cauldron, including Zhang Xiaohan himself.

"Master..." Firefox said softly, stretched out his hand on Zhang Xiaohan's back, and a warm feeling was sent to his body.

Zhang Xiaohan is not losing spiritual power, but such obvious concern still brings comfort to her physical and inner self. She did not stop the Firefox's care, because of the double fatigue of physical and psychological, she really needs this kind of care at this time.

Ling Su looked at the small tripod in Zhang Xiaohan's hand in disbelief. The Qiankun tripod was the main one, but it did not backfire. It was simply unbelievable. It was an immortal weapon, refined by the Emperor of Heaven. How could it be subdued by a lowly person?

His eyes moved up from the Qiankun Cauldron and landed on Zhang Xiaohan's face. The old face looked so disgusting at this time. If Zi Bing hadn't been by her side, she would have teared it up with her own hands.

Zhang Xiaohan felt Ling Su's gaze, slowly raised his head, looked back at Ling Su without any retreat, and turned a blind eye to the Yi Fen behind Ling Su.

When eyes collided, each other saw the complexity in each other's eyes, but hatred was clear.

"Zi Bing, I want to rest for a few days." Zhang Xiaohan looked at Ling Su, but said to Zi Bing. Zi Bing said "Yes" respectfully, and his sharp eyes looked at Ling Su with a warning sign.

Zhang Xiaohan turned his gaze to Xiaobao, nodded slowly, indicating that he had nothing to do, and then stopped looking at Ling Su, turned around, slowly approached the Qiankun Stone Monument, and sat down slowly in front of the Qiankun Stone Monument.

Zibing didn't move, but stood in her original position. Looking at Ling Su, Xiaobao and Huohu were following Zhang Xiaohan and stood down after more than ten meters.

Zhang Xiaohan did not put the restrictions on the cloth, nor did he immediately activate his spiritual power. The spiritual power of the Qiankun Cauldron Cauldron had long returned to his body with the cause and effect in the Qiankun Cauldron Cauldron. What she needs now is really just rest, psychological rest.

Facing the stone tablet of Qiankun, she just wanted to empty her mind, think about nothing, and do nothing, but after her mind was empty, the first thing that invaded was a total of negative emotions, which instantly filled the empty mind.

Zhang Xiaohan sighed softly. She thought this sound was just in her heart, but she didn't know it was so clear in the quiet Baiyu Square. The sadness in the sigh was so heart-stirring. The Fire Fox suddenly turned around and did not see two lines of clear tears flowing out from Zhang Xiaohan's eyes with his back facing her.

This sigh made Ling Su crazy. The sorrow in her sigh seemed to bring throbbing in her heart. The long-standing memories that she wanted to forget suddenly surged into her heart. Hate bursts out from the suppressed heart, and what came out with hatred was the sadness after being hurt by betrayal.

Countless times add to the hatred in his heart every moment. After hatred, what is hidden is the pain that will never disappear. And this sigh evokes more than just hatred and pain.

The divine power flowed, and suddenly there was a blockage. The resentment and depression in her heart remained, but she could not be vented. Ling Su looked up at the front, and the tall tombstone of Qiankun stood. As the emperor's daughter, she was powerless in front of a small man Xiu, just like hundreds of thousands of years ago, before that cold boy.

She shook her chest, and a mouthful of sweet liquid was used to her throat. She struggled to suppress the severe pain in her body, but could not suppress the severe pain in her heart.

The divine light suddenly appeared, but Ling Su's expression was even worse than the divine light. The bursting divine light suddenly spread around the body. As the divine light burst out, Ling Su's white robe suddenly appeared in a hint of blood red.

This sigh also aroused the pain of Yi Jian. As a wise man, he was also sad for himself. The suppression of more than 300,000 years did not erode his will. However, after he escaped from the trap, he could not find a revenge enemy, but only he himself knew that it would not make him feel relieved.

He could be suppressed at his heyday for 300,000 years, and he could be suppressed again after 300,000 years.

This sigh made him remember the pain that had lasted for more than 300,000 years, and once again saw the darkness deep in his heart and the cowardice that had to be admitted.
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