After saying goodbye to Xiang Tiange's savior and stepping on the road of escape, his mind was filled with thoughts about the future. How should I live? Who should I live for?
The first problem was easy to solve. The birds in the sky are returning to their hometown, and the mountains are small at a glance. The wine opens the heart, and the fragrance of coffee enters the curtain. Facing the cold and warmth of the human world with a broad mind, everything else was like floating clouds! Mature people don't ask about the past, and open-minded people don't ask about the future. People who lived today were the most at ease.
The latter question. If I live freely, those people will naturally not be able to have peace every night. If I can live a simple life, I will fulfill their wishes. In the following years, how to adjust my mentality and live freely is the most important problem that should be solved. Difficulties were like springs. If you were strong, it would be weak, and if you were weak, it would be strong. We will oppose whatever the enemy supports, and we will support whatever the enemy objects. Live to show the enemy that I'm not afraid of difficulties and face them head-on, even if I'm stumbling, even if the future is uncertain.
My mind is full of admonitions: If my body betrays my homeland, my soul will never be at peace.
The birds are nostalgic for the old forest, and the fish in the pond miss the old pool.
It's just that I can't help it. The eternal me and the fated you are either too early or too late.
I want to say goodbye to Shui Bingqing. Do I love her? No, no, how could that be? I only met her twice. But why is it that when I ask myself for this solemn answer, my mouth is smiling? Why?
Xiang Tiange kept interrogating herself as if she was interrogating a sinner. At first, he didn't believe that he would fall in love with someone other than Lin Siqi.
My vicissitudes, your confusion, who is different from who?
My blindness, your blindness, who is different from who?
"You also know that you are a blind cripple, but you still insist on leaving? If you continue like this, you will be killed hundreds of times!”
Shui Bingqing's harsh advice was finally verified in the following days.
There would be bread, milk, and salad dressing.
Xiang Tiange was seated in a Western restaurant in Langfang, Shandong Province. The restaurant was filled with the aroma of milk and biscuits brought by Marco Polo from a Western friend country.
Everything was like this. If you liked it, it was close. If you didn't like it, it was far away.
Marco Polo had a deep affection for the people of China, and he had spread the seeds of Chinese civilization in Italy.
In return, Xiang Tiange, a native of China, was currently sitting on a rotating chair in the Western restaurant, enjoying the waltz on the dance floor.
The passionate waltz was a performance that began twenty minutes after he entered the restaurant.
He was in a daze. The tomato toast in his hand overflowed when he was distracted and filled his right hand.
The crowd's clamor and applause made him forget everything, almost forgetting his identity. His meridians trembled, and his pulse jumped to 131 beats per minute, exceeding the normal range.
His mouth was dry, and he was nervous. Ten minutes later, he had already entered the state of Yin Deficiency and Fire Flourishing. He did not even realize that his body had entered this state. There weren't any Liuwei Dihuang Pills or Zhibai Dihuang Pills here, so this group of dancers danced even faster. The rhythm was beyond Xiang Tiange's sight.
The dazzling dance performance had caused Xiang Tiange's confusion. It had been three years, but he still did not have the ability to identify the toxicity of food. After the poison in the tomato toast was PK 'ed by his powerful internal strength, it still produced an adverse reaction in his body.
The graceful dancers instantly turned into hideous murderers.
The Yin Deficiency made it difficult for him to open the Qigong technique, and his martial arts skills were suddenly reduced. When the female killers took out their hidden daggers and stabbed at them, Xiang Tiange shook his hand and a bag full of tomato toast splashed on the killers 'faces.
Instantly, their faces that were covered in red tomatoes shone with anger.
Xiang Tiange raised the table. With a few creaking sounds, the natural wooden shield was smashed into pieces by the violent storm of machetes and daggers.
Xiang Tiange flew over to the counter, grabbed a raw egg, and suddenly threw it at the killers.
His movements were skillful. He held a raw egg in each hand and threw it at the killers with all his might.
The yellowish liquid on their faces made the members of the assassin group pale. Their clothes were dripping with egg yolk. It was a woman's nature to be beautiful, and so were killers. They threw down their daggers and machetes and covered their faces.
Xiang Tiange rushed out of the restaurant at the speed of a leopard. Along the way, many tables and chairs collapsed. Half of the customers had fled when the two sides started fighting, and the remaining half were scattered at this moment.
Anyone with a little common sense would know that corpses would eventually surface after sinking to the bottom of the water.
After Xiang Tiange was shot in the calf and fell into the Yellow River, his body was still nowhere to be seen, so the soldiers were sure that Xiang Tiange's soul still existed in the world.
Wanted posters were posted all over the country, and notices were everywhere. Life is like chess, you have no regrets when you place a piece. If one move was leaked, the whole game would be lost. He felt that he had to advance step by step and fight steadily. The enemy advanced while he retreated, and the enemy was tired while he fought. With every wrong step, there was a risk of being beheaded.
His consciousness flowed endlessly on the flat grassland. No matter how Zhu Zhi covered the sky with one hand, no matter how powerless I was to take refuge. But one day, I will see the sky.
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