Chapter 479

If Fu Ming is crazy, he has gradually lost his mind, exudes a crazy breath, and a ferocious look appears on his face.

"No, father won't die."

"It's impossible. No one can take my father."

"Die, die!"

"Whoever dares to take my father will die."

……

Fu Ming attacked madly, and a flying sword with fire attribute slashed around madly, even Wang Chen. It was a little unclear.

"Boss, is your younger martial brother insane?"

"It's really pathetic, because I have no father and no mother. It's more pathetic than me. I have the boss to accompany me. Sob, boss, help him!"

The mouse stood on Wang Chen's shoulder and said to Wang Chen, who was hiding from the flying sword.

Wang Chen nodded, then the divine sword flew out and stabbed, and the surrounding array was cut by Wang Chen's sword.

"Kill, kill!"

"You will all die. If you dare to take your father away, you will all die!"

Fu Ming exuded a tragic momentum and couldn't distinguish anything. After the array was broken, he flew crazy in the distance and slashed wildly with the fire attribute flying sword.

With a sigh, Wang Chen put away the jade bottle and the jiuxuan soul reviving pill, then put away the puppet refined by martial uncle Fu's body, and then turned into a light to escape with Fu Ming.

Fu Ming has lost his intelligence, his eyes are chaotic and dull, and his fire attribute flying sword cuts around.

"Look, there are fluctuations ahead."

"Eh, it's a man with the best spiritual weapon. Fat sheep, great king, take it. This man has the best spiritual weapon in his hand. If he grabs it, it will be another windfall and the things in the storage bracelet."

"Second king, grab it. This man is staggering and crazy. It seems that he is possessed by evil. It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

……

A group of friars discussed, and the two leading them looked at each other, showing a trace of joy and nodding.

"Kill, such a good opportunity. If you don't kill this man and rob him of his things, I'm sorry for God. Kill me."

A group of monks and robbers fiercely killed Fu Ming. Feeling the murderous spirit, Fu Ming's spirit woke up a little and muttered to himself:

"It's you, it's you, kill, kill, want to take my father and die for me!"

Facing thirty or forty bandit friars, Fu Ming rushed up bravely and bravely. The fire attribute flying sword in his hand was even more brilliant and turned into a fire dragon and flew out.

Fu Mingfei's accomplishments were higher than most robbers. After he shot, he was fearless of death. He fought with his life. In a moment, he killed seven or eight people, deterred the robbers, and even beat the robbers.

"Little guys, this man has been possessed and doesn't know life and death. Everyone trapped him. Don't fight hard and slowly kill him!"

The first two leaders said, and then many monks settled down and began to besiege Fu Ming. They didn't pursue how much damage they caused, but gradually consumed Fu Ming.

In mid air.

The mouse looked at Fu Ming with weaker momentum and more and more wounds. Some couldn't bear to say, "boss, let's save him!"

"Don't worry," Wang Chen looked at Fu Ming's crazy look and sighed, "let him vent, otherwise it will be uncomfortable to hold it in his heart for a long time."

……

The fight between Fu Ming and the robbers was very fierce, which can be said to be one-sided.

If he is sober, it is no problem for Fu Ming to escape. However, in this case, he is not afraid of death. When he meets one person, he will kill him. When he meets another person, he will kill him again. A group of bandit friars turn Fu Ming around like playing with mice.

Finally, Fu Ming's mana was overdrawn and fell to the ground with a bang, unconscious.

"Ha ha, I didn't expect it to be so useless, ha ha!"

"That's the King Hong Fu Qitian. He can meet such a possessed monk!"

A group of monks boasted and slowly approached Fu Ming's body. At this time, a cold drink came from the sky. A monk in his twenties was standing in the air with a mouse on his shoulder.

"Who dares to touch him, die!"

Wang Chen said indifferently, and then the sword intention pressed on. The sword intention of the sword soul realm has been comparable to that of the monks in Mahayana, that is, the immortal realm. How can these monks be low-grade.

Just in an instant, it was falling from heaven to hell and shivering on the ground.

Wang Chen picked up Fu Ming and soon disappeared.

Half an hour later, in a remote hillside, Wang Chen put Fu Ming's body down, took out the jade bottle, took out the jiuxuan soul reviving pill and stuffed it into Fu Ming's mouth.

Soon Fu Ming's spirit recovered at an amazing speed and then strengthened.

Wang Chen put down uncle Fu's body again. With a sigh, his body turned into a light and disappeared.

A moment later, Fu Ming regained his senses and squatted on the ground with a dead look on his face. After a long time, he buried his father's puppet body on the ground, worshipped a few times, and turned away with tears.

……

"Boss, why did you give the jiuxuan reviving pill to your younger martial brother!"

When the mouse asked, Wang Chen replied, "because this is him originally, and younger martial brother Fu's life is very meaningful. I can't bear to rob, nor can I rob."

"The meaning of living?"

The little mouse murmured to himself. Since he followed Wang Chen, the little mouse has learned a lot and met a lot of people, but there are more and more doubts. After thinking for a moment, the little mouse asked:

"What's the meaning of living, boss?"

Wang Chen's body suddenly gave a meal, and then ran Guang continued to fly away.

Wang Chen's eyes were a little blurred. After a long time, he asked:

"What is the meaning of your life, little mouse?"

The mouse thought for a while and said, "keep practicing, and then find the trace of my parents. If my parents are gone, I will avenge them."

"That's the meaning of your life," Wang Chen said with a smile. "Everyone has the meaning of personal life. In the secular world, some people live for power, some for wealth, some for justice in their hearts, some for themselves, some for calligraphy and painting, some for their parents, and some for their wives."

"Everyone's meaning of living is different. There is no difference between high and low."

Wang Chen then said, with a sense of self-confidence and detachment in his tone: "but the most important thing is that everyone is living for the meaning of living, and dying to pursue the meaning of living."

"Even the meaning of living will change."

"When you find the trace of your parents and avenge your parents alive, living will have other meaning, that is, living is to find the meaning of living."

"The boss, let's go and pursue the meaning of living."

The mouse smiled and asked, "boss, where are we going next?"

"Ice state!"

Wang Chen smiled and looked north. Wuzhou is already part of the east continent and part of the North Continent.

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