But the premise is that this person is allowed to experience more things during this time.
After experiencing the Tang Family Incident, floods, the emergence of immortal cultivators, and the advent of the Ice Age, they deeply realized how cruel the world Lu Fan lived in was, how the jungle preyed on the weak, and regarded life as nothing more than grass.
Killing someone is a big deal to them.
You may even have to pay for it with your life.
But for Lu Fan, killing people is better than killing chickens.
They are not in the same dimension at all.
But Lu Fan did not choose to kill them directly, and it was all over.
No one knows better than them how they treated Lu Fan back then.
No one knows better than the slanderer how unjust the slanderer is.
Even so, Lu Fan was still merciful. If he could bear such hatred, how could he be the rumored devil who killed innocent people indiscriminately and had cruel methods?
As a witness, Tang Jian did not believe it.
Lu Fan glanced at him and said nothing more.
"I've set up a trap here, let him stay here first."
Dongfang Yanran said: "Let's go to the foothills of Jade Mountain to see what's going on."
"good."
Lu Fan nodded. With the blinding trick arranged by Dongfang Yanran's innate realm, Tang Sheng was considered completely safe unless another innate came to observe carefully.
The two left the house and plunged into the blizzard.
A heavy snowstorm froze the entire city.
The scenes they saw along the way from northern Xinjiang were exactly the same. After the floods, there was an ice age.
In this extremely bad weather, most modern equipment completely stopped functioning.
Without an absolute numerical advantage, semi-automatic and automatic firearms are like a pile of scrap metal in front of the grand master who protects his body with true energy.
Tanks and airplanes are like carriages stuck in the quagmire in a blizzard.
Only missiles that attack indiscriminately can barely maintain the last dignity of modern civilization.
The aura was hidden in the blizzard. Lu Fan and Dongfang Yanran looked at the city back in the ancient times with inexplicably complicated eyes.
Tang Jian didn't know why those people besieged the foot of Jade Mountain. He only knew that the battle lasted three months.
The sky is dark and the earth is dark, and the sun and moon have lost their brightness.
The final result was a disastrous defeat at the foot of Jade Mountain, and Lu Fan's meticulous mountain-protecting formation ended up with these people at the Nandu General Headquarters.
During the blizzard, two people appeared outside the foothills of Emerald Mountain.
If you let out your spiritual consciousness slightly, you can feel the calm atmosphere that spreads in every corner of the entire foothills.
The lowest is the strongest, the highest is innate.
There are hundreds of people in the Supreme Being.
There are countless powerful people, and even powerful people like the Grand Master are not qualified to act as guards here.
But what attracts even more attention are the several figures hanging at the entrance of the foothills, constantly being eroded by the heavy snow.
Song Jianqiu, Zhao Wanzi, Liu Qingqing and other close confidants who were once around Lu Fan.
All the martial arts hearts in their bodies were shattered, their limbs were severed, and everyone's bodies were so damaged by the wind and snow that their appearance could not be seen clearly, but Lu Fan still recognized each of them at a glance.
"You can't save them."
Dongfang Yanran felt the anger brewing in the man next to her.
"They did this deliberately to show you, waiting for you to take action."
Her beautiful eyes flickered: "I think they already know what you did in Qinglian Wonderland, and they know your strength even more."
"But they still dare to do this, there is only one reason."