Chapter 1244: [Back in Time? 】

Letting Yue Yang take the first step, the middle-aged scribe was silent. m

a long time.

Cai Youyou sighed: "I just want to get back what belongs to me, what's wrong with that?"

Yue Yang countered aggressively: "Who cares about your right or wrong? I just want to say that as long as I'm with you, you won't be able to take anything in Tongtian Tower, even a grain of sand! Because, here Nothing belongs to you!"

The middle-aged scribe shook his head lightly, and murmured loudly: "Young man, maybe you have shed a little blood and sweat for the Tongtian Tower, but in comparison, I have paid a thousand times more than you? I have paid, and I have nothing in the end , Is this fair? This is not fair! I have paid so much, I should have my harvest, I should get, at least, the one that belongs to me must not be less! Now I come back to get back the one that belongs to me …Before that, I thought, no matter what the reason and whoever is, I have no right to blame my 'family' who once shed blood and sweat for Tongtian Tower."

"Pay and you will gain. That's for sure!"

Yue Yang nodded in affirmation.

But then he shook his head: "If you don't get anything from your hard work, you should find out your own reasons instead of blaming others! If you feel that you don't get anything after all your hard work, it can only prove that you didn't really give! So, you also There is no real gain!"

This negation made the middle-aged scribe no longer able to maintain his calm and demeanor.

For Yue Yang's conclusion, he fell into a frenzy, as if the most sacred and inviolable thing in his heart was humiliated by Yue Yang despicably.

If Yue Yang said something else, no matter how excessive, no matter how harsh and sharp, it would not be able to touch his heart, and it would be impossible to sting his heart. However, this negation now makes the middle-aged scribes endure even if they have the supreme heart. I can't help the anger in my heart. He exhausted his greatest strength to barely endure the raging flames of anger in his chest. It was only then that he barely refrained from punching this rambunctious junior.

The middle-aged scribe waved his sleeves, and the scene in the entire space changed instantly.

It seemed as if time was turned back in an instant.

The scenery is receding.

The vicissitudes of life.

One by one flashed in front of my eyes.

A young man appeared in Yue Yang's perspective,

As young as the current time-traveling man, he and his companions fought bloody battles against the invasion of the Demon Abyss. On the battlefield, he was the most active and fought bloody battles. The flash of hard work is like a star, so that no one can ignore his existence.

This young man is not only brave and fearless, but also extremely wise.

Because of his appearance with both wisdom and courage, the Longteng Continental Allied Forces, who were at a disadvantage, were brought back to life again and again under his command, and finally reversed the entire battle situation, defeating an absolute disadvantage. It was interpreted as a hearty victory that turned the world around! Amidst the cheers and cheers of the audience, his companion walked back step by step with his friend who was severely injured and unconscious... Everyone can enjoy the joy of victory. Only he, unconscious from the painful trauma, couldn't even participate in the honorary celebration party.

A young man who is indifferent to fame and wealth does not envy his companions, even though he is better and more outstanding than them.

However, the young man still tried his best to help his companion.

When his companion boarded the post of commander in chief.

As a staff member, the young man made a perfect plan.

The commander-in-chief did not listen to advice, and was greedy for merit. The tragic death of the opponent, when the battle situation was at stake, it was this young man who turned the tide, and once again commanded with perfect art, he was born in the hands of a strong opponent. Win a huge victory that will make people sigh forever!

In order to win, the young man personally lured the enemy.

He put himself in dangerous situations again and again, paid an unknown amount of blood and sweat, and paid hardships that no one knew about.

After winning an epic victory, the young man did not boast of his achievements. On the contrary, he humbly helped the youngest son of his companion and friend to take the position. For the sake of his companion's deathbed entrustment and his own promise, he gave up the post of commander-in-chief. Full of energy, working hard for the overall situation and victory, for the promise, no matter what words are spoken by those who know his supporters and strangers who don't know the inside story, they will remain loyal.

All painstaking efforts are for victory, for Longteng Continent.

In his battles, Soaring Dragon Continent has never failed.

However, sometimes many young people would be jealous of this young man, slander him with bad words, slander his reputation, and even use various despicable means to create all kinds of appalling tragedies and blame him on the young man.

The young man had no choice but to leave the legion he worked so hard for, and he had to bear the humiliation and return to his hometown, receiving all the eyes of the world.

In a battlefield without young people, more defeats win less. Under the repeated temptation of powerful enemies, the rookie-like honorable commander was easily defeated by the Moyuan army. The Demon King tore up this cowardly commander-in-chief on the spot, and the morale of the Longteng Continental Allied Forces collapsed. , a crushing defeat... In desperation, the young man who was still stared at by the world, stepped forward, descended on the battlefield like a god, led the retreating and undisturbed personal guards, fought desperately for eight days and nights, and finally turned the tide of the battle , Defeat the demon army before the battle.

Feats like this have been performed countless times over hundreds of years.

Young people become middle-aged.

But his heart.

But never changed, his wisdom and bravery, never changed!

The battle, from the duel between Longteng Continent and Moyuan, has been evolving upwards. When the small battlefield between Longteng Continent and Moyuan could no longer accommodate young people, he began to fight on the sixth floor of Tongtian Tower. After hundreds of years, he set foot in the Tianjie even led the Tongtian Tower army to fight hundreds of thousands of times. If the blood he shed over the years was contained, it might be able to accumulate into a big pool of blood that could drown hundreds of people!

Fighting for the Dragon Continent, he has always fought bloody battles, and will always be the killing star on the battlefield; for the beautiful homeland of Tongtian Tower, he is also bloody, with crazy momentum and wisdom in his hands, deter millions of the heavenly powerhouse.

He is so powerful and so wise.

So indifferent to fame and fortune.

So good.

However, what he gets in return is always disappointing and even a little bit of shame, as if he was born a beggar, and he can be dismissed with just a little.

Not to mention relatives and friends, even the enemies who were frightened because of him, those powerful people in the heavens who were massacred by him also felt unfair for him.

Why? Someone who is so good and works so hard. Didn't get the reward he deserved, but those despicable and shameless guys stole his battle results again and again? Time and time again, he snatched away what belonged to him... In the end, Tongtian Tower couldn't even accommodate this young man who loved his hometown and poured his blood for it. He had shed all his blood and tears, and had to be hunted down by his relatives and friends. , throwing himself into a hostile camp to seek asylum will not help him die at the hands of comrades who fought side by side in the past...

When all the sights come back in time.

Yue Yang was silent.

The time-traveling man didn't think about it. The enemy in front of him actually has such a past.

"I, 'Dongfang', is such a person." The middle-aged scribe smiled a little self-deprecatingly: "No matter how many things I have done, no matter what I do, I can't get other people's approval, as if those are my own. It should be done. My blood and sweat is like spring water, no, it is not even worth as much as a mouthful of spring water! Everything I have done, it was in vain, it was all in vain! All these years. I know I will never Impossible, I have returned to my old self, but I just feel unfair, yes, it is unfair! I don’t want anything else, I just want a fairness, I just want those things that belong to me, even if the things that belong to me are no longer there , I at least want to get that recognition."

"..." Yue Yang remained silent.

"Do you think I'm lying to you? All the scenes just now were fake?" The middle-aged scribe was surprised by Yue Yang's silence at the moment.

"It's true." Yue Yang shook his head lightly: "Although I don't have the talent of six senses, I have good battlefield intuition. The scene just now is real. You didn't repeat the false scene."

"Then you come to judge. Do you think it is reasonable for me to pay for so many years to get such a result?" The middle-aged scribe looked at Yue Yang with a very indifferent expression, no matter what Yue Yang said. Regardless of whether it is fair or not, I believe he will not cause any more waves, because his heart has been broken long ago, and he has long been numb to injustice.

If you think about it in another place.

Yue Yang thinks. If I have done so much work, shed so much blood and sweat, but in the end let others despise me so much, I guess it would be strange if I didn't immediately jump up and slash at him! In Mara Gobi, life and death, the commander-in-chief of the three armies can't get along, there is no beautiful girl, and others are suspicious, and the world looks blank. Is there any reason for this meow?

Of course, Yue Yang is not that great.

Want him to do the same?

No way!

Hiding every day in the book world to pick up girls and enjoy a happy life is Yue Yang's hobby. State affairs and fighting and killing are all on the same side.

This time, if the Heavenly Realm Legion hadn't burned their hometown, and almost set the harem on fire, Yue Yang couldn't be bothered to pick up girls, and he couldn't live a happy life, this kid rushed back like a spark... As for middle-aged scribes With a tragic life experience, the heartless time-traveling man has nothing else to say except intense onlookers.

"It's quite a cup. What do you mean, you want me to give you a coffee table? Let it be filled with all kinds of cups of yours?" If you cut him open, it is estimated that there are black Yue Yang students inside, so As soon as he opened his mouth, he almost didn't let the middle-aged scribe spout three pots of old blood.

"You!" The middle-aged scribe never thought in his life that there are black-bellied guys like Yue Yang in the world.

This guy is simply treating other people's life tragedies as a happy game!

Why didn't Tianlei kill this kind of person!

It doesn't matter if you don't sympathize, but you still make trouble? This, is there any reason for this meow?

Facing the anger of the middle-aged scholar, Yue Yang was very determined. He swaggered and sat on the side of the stone, crossing his legs. He took out the sweetheart from the storage space, tasted it, and looked at the other party with great interest. , as if waiting for the other party to re-enact all kinds of tragedies in life is enough for the crowd to watch.

He also casually threw out a sentence, which made the middle-aged scribe almost vomit blood to death: "If you want to continue pretending to be pitiful to win my sympathy, you don't have to. No matter what you say or do, I won't sympathize , on the contrary, the more miserable you are, the more miserable and miserable you are, the happier I am! Because, you are my enemy! Intruders, no, the traitor 'East' of Babel Tower, start complaining now, you can say whatever you want, even if you say It doesn't matter if you spend three days and three nights, but I won't believe any word you say... To be continued) RQ