Living In Another World With A Farm

After an unknown amount of time, Qing Yun heard a sharp alarm. He immediately opened his eyes, and at the same time, a white light flashed, and Qing Yun’s figure disappeared from the room. In front of him was a row of words, and the last name was Zhao Hai!

Qing Yun could finally see the people on the other side. As soon as he saw the people on the other side, Qing Yun couldn’t help but smile bitterly. He then said in a deep voice,”I didn’t think that I would meet teacher here again. To tell the truth, the person I least wanted to meet was teacher, but I also knew that I would have to fight with teacher sooner or later. I just didn’t think that it would come so quickly.”

Zhao Hai stood there and looked at Qing Yun. He smiled and said,”We are cultivators. This is our destiny. Either we step over the corpses of our enemies, or we become corpses on the ground. There is no second possibility. You are an enemy that I admire, but an enemy is an enemy. I will never hold back against my enemies. You should not hold back either. This is our destiny.”

Qing Yun let out a sigh of relief. He raised his head and looked at the void above his head. This stone platform was really strange. It was as if he was standing in the void. The front, back, left, right, and above his head were all empty. Besides the two of them, there was nothing else on the stone platform, let alone the people who were watching them fight. At this moment, Qing Yun suddenly felt a sense of loneliness. He muttered,”Destiny! Fate? Who set this fate? Why can’t I control my own life? Who is controlling all of this? and what right does he have to control all of this?”

”Strength!” Zhao Hai looked at Qing Yun and said in a deep voice.

When Qing Yun heard these two words, he couldn’t help but be startled. Then, he couldn’t help but smile bitterly and say, ” ”Strength, that’s right, it’s strength. With strength, you can control the people you want to control. Aren’t the fates of those low-level cultivators under our control? Fate? Hahaha, it’s fate indeed. Good, Mister, do it. ”

Zhao Hai looked at Qing Yun and smiled, &Quot; let’s do it. We are cultivators. It doesn’t matter if we sigh occasionally, but our path is ahead, and we have to move forward. This is a road paved with blood and corpses, and there are piles of white bones buried below. As long as you don’t reach the end of the road, you may become a corpse on the road at any time, a white bone at the bottom of the road. So, show me your strength and confidence and fight me! &Quot;

Qing Yun looked at Zhao Hai’s expression and smiled. Then, he said to Zhao Hai, ” ”If I had known you earlier, we could have become friends. Definitely.”

Zhao Hai smiled. &Quot; I believe so too. If you and I didn’t come to the Colosseum this time, we could have become friends too. What a pity. Perhaps this is also fate. &Quot;

Qing Yun laughed and stretched out his hand,”Watch my sword.” A ray of sword light rose from his back and shot toward Zhao Hai. However, just as the sword light was about to reach Zhao Hai, it stopped. Qing Yun’s body also froze. In the next moment, Zhao Hai appeared behind Qing Yun, leaving behind only a deep sigh. (To be continued.) &Quot; if you like this work, you’re welcome to come to Qidian.com to give your recommendation and monthly vote. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile users, please read on M.Qidian.com.)