"Dream well."

Lin Jianxing passed him and headed towards the crowd.

The whole clan is very gentleman, so no one looks at Jiang Feiling and the others from beginning to end, only targeting Li Tianming.

The sounds of their kneeling and singing their ancestors came from the front.

Various offerings took turns to go up.

Li Tianming was kneeling at the end of the crowd, with blood dripping on the ground, dyeing the soil below red, and his knees had already deformed.

"How does this feel?"

The sound of the fire has changed.

They were playing with each other before, but now their eyes were red.

“Nothing feels.”

Li Tianming gritted his teeth and said with a smile.

"Aren't you frustrated?"

"There is nothing to be frustrated. If you can't compare with others, you won't have the right to speak. Anyway, you can't die... If you are lucky enough to have a chance to practice normally, I have to thank them. Without this kneeling today, without these humiliations, I am not motivated to force myself. Dark Star... Very good, very challenging!"

"You are afraid you are stupid. Now everyone thinks it's your dog."

Yinghuo rolled his eyes and said.

"Ha ha."

Li Tianming smiled.

Like a lunatic.

"It's nothing. As long as I'm given a chance to turn things around, I will definitely let these 100,000 people see me, who is different from today."

Today, he is silent and speechless and can only endure.

There is no right to say a word for yourself.

What’s even more uncomfortable is that because time is tight, Li Muyang didn’t explain it clearly, so he didn’t understand what happened before!

But Li Tianming wants to change.

He held the black sand on the ground tightly, and was still under heavy suppression, even his eyes were bleeding.

It's no longer enough to describe being embarrassed.

"Suffering is the wealth of life, I made it today."

Li Tianming lowered his head and was still smiling.

"The method of spiritual victory, awesome!" Yinghuo said contemptuously.

"Damn, I'm like this, are you still going to attack me?" Li Tianming vomited blood.

"I am adding suffering to you, which is equivalent to increasing your wealth in life."

“…!”

After they finished worshiping their ancestors, they probably would come to mess with themselves, endlessly.

Not to mention stable opportunities for practice.

So, Li Tianming just wanted to ask, are there no grandparents in front of these 100,000 people in front of me?

They are Lin Mu's regret...

"Dad, you can't mess with me up so badly that I'm not even trousers!"
Chapter completed!