Chapter 1628
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Almost everyone in Willow Town saw Wu Yu's or Yang Chen's efforts.
This was especially so for Master Yang Bai. Although he was old, he had gradually heard of the name 'Yang Chen', and was extremely hardworking when training in martial arts. He cultivated day and night, and even had injuries on his body.
This kind of spirit was appreciated by Master Yang Bai. However, he had personally advised Wu Yu not to put in too much effort because his body wasn't able to persevere any longer.
Not only did Wu Yu not listen, he even argued with Master Yang Bai. In Wu Yu's eyes, a martial arts master like Master Yang Bai was too low level, he didn't have the qualifications to teach him. It wasn't that Wu Yu looked down on him, but Wu Yu had his own dream, so it was impossible for him to listen to Master Yang Bai's words.
Therefore, he continued to cultivate, practice martial arts, and work hard.
In the end, Master Yang Bai also sighed, and no longer paid any attention to Wu Yu.
"This rate of improvement is too slow!" Wu Yu gradually began to despair as he felt the speed at which he was practicing martial arts.
He didn't know if it was an illusion or not, but he had a nagging feeling that the more he cultivated, the weaker his body became. Yang Fan and Liu Yue had even gone bankrupt, giving him everything they had to buy him the resources he needed to practice martial arts.
"Could it be that I will spend my entire life here and never be able to cultivate the Dao?" Wu Yu was unable to accept this result.
He felt that he might have made a mistake in some areas. Or, it could be that the Martial Grand Master level in the Willow Town was too low, resulting in his poor training method.
However, he had completely forgotten about cultivation and the method of cultivation. He could not remember any of it, so he had no way of judging it now.
However, from this feeling, even though Master Yang Bai and the other Martial Masters did not have a high level of cultivation, they still had some accomplishments. They would not be stuck at his level without any accomplishments, and would even cause their bodies to become weaker and weaker.
This situation continued until 'Yang Chen' was twenty years old. At this time, Wu Yu had already practiced martial arts for ten years, and although he had achieved nothing, he still hadn't given up.
However, one day, he suddenly couldn't stand up anymore. The meridians in his legs were completely blocked, and his muscles and bones were severely damaged from overtraining. He was almost completely damaged, and it was actually difficult for him to even stand!
This was a huge blow to Wu Yu.
However, all the doctors who had seen his legs shook their heads and left, indicating that they could no longer treat them.
Thunder from a clear sky!
Wu Yu stared blankly into space for a long time. He couldn't accept the fact that his legs were crippled and he couldn't walk again. How was he going to get to the Wu Capital, the Heavenly Sword Sect, or even the Heavenly Sword Sect?
After toiling away for twenty years, Wu Yu didn't expect himself to end up like this.
Right now, what was in front of his eyes was no longer the matters of cultivation or the Heavenly Sword Sect. Even Wu Dai had become an unattainable dream.
After ten consecutive years of martial arts cultivation and now, in order to treat his illness, Yang Fan and his wife had exhausted all their money and even owed him a lot of debts.
Wu Yu had often heard people coming to the courtyard to shout "Debt for money", but Yang Fan had already closed down his clothing store and had no source of income at all.
In the eyes of the other people in Willow Town, Wu Yu was a cripple now, and it was impossible for him to marry a wife. Succeeding generations was a dream, and in the entire town, 'Yang Chen' had already become a joke.
Many of the youths who had learned martial arts at the same time as him had now become youths. A few of them had already become powerful martial arts masters in Willow Town.
In Wu Yu's eyes, these kinds of existences couldn't even be compared to ants. But now, they had the qualifications to criticize him. What was the use of diligently practicing martial arts? If one did not have talent, then forcefully cultivating martial arts was the result of being crippled!
Yang Fan and Liu Yue had already become problems in their survival, so they could only grudgingly go through days of hard work, constantly using all kinds of methods to take care of Wu Yu.
Wu Yu was now distressed by the care of Yang Fan and his wife. If it wasn't for him, Yang Fan and his wife would have been very happy, right? It was because he was born that the final result was so depressing.
He fell onto the bed, and basically only Yang Fan and Liu Yue were able to take care of him.
Even up to the age of thirty, Wu Yu was still unable to get out of bed. Arsenic was already prepared beside his pillow. Once he couldn't bear the despair anymore, he could only end his life by committing suicide.
Before this, even when facing powerful opponents like Ancient Emperor Yan Huang, he had never felt despair.
However, right now, he felt a deep sense of despair, constantly sweeping his mind over his entire body.
This kind of despair had been lingering around him for ten years. Ever since he was crippled and bedridden, he had been torturing himself nonstop. He realized that sometimes, whether a person's mentality is strong or not has nothing to do with the opponent, but the most important thing is their own condition.
Previously, when Wu Yu had faced Ancient Emperor Yan Huang, his opponent's strength had caused him to feel despair. However, he also had his own methods and had hope, so he had enough fighting spirit to defeat his opponent.
The more he had, the more confidence he would have in himself.
But now, he had nothing at all. His legs were crippled, and he was bedridden. In this sort of situation, even if a mere mortal world's Martial Master came to kill him, it made him feel hopeless and helpless.
This was the difference.
Wu Yu had been bedridden for ten years, and had been thinking too much. However, this had no effect on his current situation. After falling into despair, he was always thinking about ending his life.
However, Yang Fan and his wife were still working hard to take care of him and hadn't given up. Even if it was a family of three, it was already very difficult for them to do so, so they didn't blame Wu Yu in the slightest.
Wu Yu was extremely remorseful. They had almost ruined their entire lives for him, and now that he was thirty years old, Yang Fan and his wife had aged as well. The following days would be even more difficult for them.
Wu Yu almost couldn't imagine how he was going to spend the next few days.
First, when he was thirty-five years old, Yang Fan was also in bed. After all, he was already old, and his body couldn't hold on any longer. The death or birth of a mortal was incredibly painful, causing Wu Yu to sigh, but there was nothing he could do.
After Yang Fan was bedridden, only Liu Yue was left to take care of them.
At this time, the rest of the Yang Liu Town had already been isolated from them. They were chased away by the debt collectors from their original courtyard to a shabby straw hut on top of Yang Liu Town.
Wu Yu and Yang Fan were lying sick together in the straw hut, spending their days in despair.
If it wasn't for the fact that Liu Yue still hadn't given up, Wu Yu would have long since committed suicide. This kind of frightening despair was enough to penetrate deep into one's heart.
Liu Yue's hair had already turned white, and she had become an old woman. Even so, she continued to take care of Wu Yu and Yang Fan, never leaving them.
Wu Yu's despairing tolerance caused him to be in pain every second of the day. Yang Fan was also in pain, but he didn't have the same experience as Wu Yu before, so he didn't find it unbearable for him to be in this state.
For mortals, dying from old age was a common occurrence. Yang Fan had even thought about what it would be like when he was about to die of old age.
But Wu Yu was different.
Wu Yu had been an immortal for a very long time, almost as long as the heavens and earth, immortal and indestructible. He had never thought that he would face such a hopeless situation, so the contrast between the two made the despair in his heart more than a hundred times greater than Yang Fan's.
Finally, after a cold, Yang Fan died of a serious illness, and Liu Yue followed after him and died.
At this time, 'Yang Chen' was already forty years old, and he was the only person left alive!
From the time he was sick in bed at the age of 20, he was always in despair and pain. He had been thinking about suicide for a long time, but seeing how hardworking Yang Fan and his wife were, he was finally able to endure it.
If it were any other deity going through all this, they would have probably died a long time ago.
But now, Wu Yu finally felt a sense of relief.
This life was too laughable. From birth until now, he had suffered under the supercilious gazes of others in Willow Town, no matter how hard he tried, he was unable to succeed in learning martial arts. It was as if there was some kind of curse, a curse on Wu Yu's' Yang Chen 'in this life that was bound to end up in such a miserable state.
Even if he hadn't insisted on practicing martial arts at that time, his body would continue to grow weaker and weaker. Eventually, he would have ended up like this.
Wu Yu laid down on the straw mattress, looking at the wisps of moonlight that were seeping in through the gaps in the thatched walls. Suddenly, an indescribable fighting spirit surged in his heart.
The events of his life were so tragic and ridiculous. If this was a test, then it was too real.
However, it was the truth that caused people to fall into true despair!
"No matter if it's an illusion or not, how can I live my entire life like this?" Wu Yu's heart was filled with an extreme unwillingness. Suicide was the behavior of the weak. He felt that even if he died, he would die on the road to his dream.
Previously, Yang Fan and his wife were still there, so he could not bear to leave. But now, he had nothing to worry about. His dream when he was ten years old, he absolutely could not give up.
He struggled up from the straw mattress and crawled out of the straw house with difficulty. The moonlight shone on his sickly, pale face, reflecting the resolution in his eyes.
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Almost everyone in Willow Town saw Wu Yu's or Yang Chen's efforts.
This was especially so for Master Yang Bai. Although he was old, he had gradually heard of the name 'Yang Chen', and was extremely hardworking when training in martial arts. He cultivated day and night, and even had injuries on his body.
This kind of spirit was appreciated by Master Yang Bai. However, he had personally advised Wu Yu not to put in too much effort because his body wasn't able to persevere any longer.
Not only did Wu Yu not listen, he even argued with Master Yang Bai. In Wu Yu's eyes, a martial arts master like Master Yang Bai was too low level, he didn't have the qualifications to teach him. It wasn't that Wu Yu looked down on him, but Wu Yu had his own dream, so it was impossible for him to listen to Master Yang Bai's words.
Therefore, he continued to cultivate, practice martial arts, and work hard.
In the end, Master Yang Bai also sighed, and no longer paid any attention to Wu Yu.
"This rate of improvement is too slow!" Wu Yu gradually began to despair as he felt the speed at which he was practicing martial arts.
He didn't know if it was an illusion or not, but he had a nagging feeling that the more he cultivated, the weaker his body became. Yang Fan and Liu Yue had even gone bankrupt, giving him everything they had to buy him the resources he needed to practice martial arts.
"Could it be that I will spend my entire life here and never be able to cultivate the Dao?" Wu Yu was unable to accept this result.
He felt that he might have made a mistake in some areas. Or, it could be that the Martial Grand Master level in the Willow Town was too low, resulting in his poor training method.
However, he had completely forgotten about cultivation and the method of cultivation. He could not remember any of it, so he had no way of judging it now.
However, from this feeling, even though Master Yang Bai and the other Martial Masters did not have a high level of cultivation, they still had some accomplishments. They would not be stuck at his level without any accomplishments, and would even cause their bodies to become weaker and weaker.
This situation continued until 'Yang Chen' was twenty years old. At this time, Wu Yu had already practiced martial arts for ten years, and although he had achieved nothing, he still hadn't given up.
However, one day, he suddenly couldn't stand up anymore. The meridians in his legs were completely blocked, and his muscles and bones were severely damaged from overtraining. He was almost completely damaged, and it was actually difficult for him to even stand!
This was a huge blow to Wu Yu.
However, all the doctors who had seen his legs shook their heads and left, indicating that they could no longer treat them.
Thunder from a clear sky!
Wu Yu stared blankly into space for a long time. He couldn't accept the fact that his legs were crippled and he couldn't walk again. How was he going to get to the Wu Capital, the Heavenly Sword Sect, or even the Heavenly Sword Sect?
After toiling away for twenty years, Wu Yu didn't expect himself to end up like this.
Right now, what was in front of his eyes was no longer the matters of cultivation or the Heavenly Sword Sect. Even Wu Dai had become an unattainable dream.
After ten consecutive years of martial arts cultivation and now, in order to treat his illness, Yang Fan and his wife had exhausted all their money and even owed him a lot of debts.
Wu Yu had often heard people coming to the courtyard to shout "Debt for money", but Yang Fan had already closed down his clothing store and had no source of income at all.
In the eyes of the other people in Willow Town, Wu Yu was a cripple now, and it was impossible for him to marry a wife. Succeeding generations was a dream, and in the entire town, 'Yang Chen' had already become a joke.
Many of the youths who had learned martial arts at the same time as him had now become youths. A few of them had already become powerful martial arts masters in Willow Town.
In Wu Yu's eyes, these kinds of existences couldn't even be compared to ants. But now, they had the qualifications to criticize him. What was the use of diligently practicing martial arts? If one did not have talent, then forcefully cultivating martial arts was the result of being crippled!
Yang Fan and Liu Yue had already become problems in their survival, so they could only grudgingly go through days of hard work, constantly using all kinds of methods to take care of Wu Yu.
Wu Yu was now distressed by the care of Yang Fan and his wife. If it wasn't for him, Yang Fan and his wife would have been very happy, right? It was because he was born that the final result was so depressing.
He fell onto the bed, and basically only Yang Fan and Liu Yue were able to take care of him.
Even up to the age of thirty, Wu Yu was still unable to get out of bed. Arsenic was already prepared beside his pillow. Once he couldn't bear the despair anymore, he could only end his life by committing suicide.
Before this, even when facing powerful opponents like Ancient Emperor Yan Huang, he had never felt despair.
However, right now, he felt a deep sense of despair, constantly sweeping his mind over his entire body.
This kind of despair had been lingering around him for ten years. Ever since he was crippled and bedridden, he had been torturing himself nonstop. He realized that sometimes, whether a person's mentality is strong or not has nothing to do with the opponent, but the most important thing is their own condition.
Previously, when Wu Yu had faced Ancient Emperor Yan Huang, his opponent's strength had caused him to feel despair. However, he also had his own methods and had hope, so he had enough fighting spirit to defeat his opponent.
The more he had, the more confidence he would have in himself.
But now, he had nothing at all. His legs were crippled, and he was bedridden. In this sort of situation, even if a mere mortal world's Martial Master came to kill him, it made him feel hopeless and helpless.
This was the difference.
Wu Yu had been bedridden for ten years, and had been thinking too much. However, this had no effect on his current situation. After falling into despair, he was always thinking about ending his life.
However, Yang Fan and his wife were still working hard to take care of him and hadn't given up. Even if it was a family of three, it was already very difficult for them to do so, so they didn't blame Wu Yu in the slightest.
Wu Yu was extremely remorseful. They had almost ruined their entire lives for him, and now that he was thirty years old, Yang Fan and his wife had aged as well. The following days would be even more difficult for them.
Wu Yu almost couldn't imagine how he was going to spend the next few days.
First, when he was thirty-five years old, Yang Fan was also in bed. After all, he was already old, and his body couldn't hold on any longer. The death or birth of a mortal was incredibly painful, causing Wu Yu to sigh, but there was nothing he could do.
After Yang Fan was bedridden, only Liu Yue was left to take care of them.
At this time, the rest of the Yang Liu Town had already been isolated from them. They were chased away by the debt collectors from their original courtyard to a shabby straw hut on top of Yang Liu Town.
Wu Yu and Yang Fan were lying sick together in the straw hut, spending their days in despair.
If it wasn't for the fact that Liu Yue still hadn't given up, Wu Yu would have long since committed suicide. This kind of frightening despair was enough to penetrate deep into one's heart.
Liu Yue's hair had already turned white, and she had become an old woman. Even so, she continued to take care of Wu Yu and Yang Fan, never leaving them.
Wu Yu's despairing tolerance caused him to be in pain every second of the day. Yang Fan was also in pain, but he didn't have the same experience as Wu Yu before, so he didn't find it unbearable for him to be in this state.
For mortals, dying from old age was a common occurrence. Yang Fan had even thought about what it would be like when he was about to die of old age.
But Wu Yu was different.
Wu Yu had been an immortal for a very long time, almost as long as the heavens and earth, immortal and indestructible. He had never thought that he would face such a hopeless situation, so the contrast between the two made the despair in his heart more than a hundred times greater than Yang Fan's.
Finally, after a cold, Yang Fan died of a serious illness, and Liu Yue followed after him and died.
At this time, 'Yang Chen' was already forty years old, and he was the only person left alive!
From the time he was sick in bed at the age of 20, he was always in despair and pain. He had been thinking about suicide for a long time, but seeing how hardworking Yang Fan and his wife were, he was finally able to endure it.
If it were any other deity going through all this, they would have probably died a long time ago.
But now, Wu Yu finally felt a sense of relief.
This life was too laughable. From birth until now, he had suffered under the supercilious gazes of others in Willow Town, no matter how hard he tried, he was unable to succeed in learning martial arts. It was as if there was some kind of curse, a curse on Wu Yu's' Yang Chen 'in this life that was bound to end up in such a miserable state.
Even if he hadn't insisted on practicing martial arts at that time, his body would continue to grow weaker and weaker. Eventually, he would have ended up like this.
Wu Yu laid down on the straw mattress, looking at the wisps of moonlight that were seeping in through the gaps in the thatched walls. Suddenly, an indescribable fighting spirit surged in his heart.
The events of his life were so tragic and ridiculous. If this was a test, then it was too real.
However, it was the truth that caused people to fall into true despair!
"No matter if it's an illusion or not, how can I live my entire life like this?" Wu Yu's heart was filled with an extreme unwillingness. Suicide was the behavior of the weak. He felt that even if he died, he would die on the road to his dream.
Previously, Yang Fan and his wife were still there, so he could not bear to leave. But now, he had nothing to worry about. His dream when he was ten years old, he absolutely could not give up.
He struggled up from the straw mattress and crawled out of the straw house with difficulty. The moonlight shone on his sickly, pale face, reflecting the resolution in his eyes.
Almost everyone in Willow Town saw Wu Yu's or Yang Chen's efforts.This was especially so for Master Yang Bai. Although he was old, he had gradually heard of the name 'Yang Chen', and was extremely hardworking when training in martial arts. He cultivated day and night, and even had injuries on his body.This kind of spirit was appreciated by Master Yang Bai. However, he had personally advised Wu Yu not to put in too much effort because his body wasn't able to persevere any longer.Not only did Wu Yu not listen, he even argued with Master Yang Bai. In Wu Yu's eyes, a martial arts master like Master Yang Bai was too low level, he didn't have the qualifications to teach him. It wasn't that Wu Yu looked down on him, but Wu Yu had his own dream, so it was impossible for him to listen to Master Yang Bai's words.Therefore, he continued to cultivate, practice martial arts, and work hard.In the end, Master Yang Bai also sighed, and no longer paid any attention to Wu Yu."This rate of improvement is too slow!" Wu Yu gradually began to despair as he felt the speed at which he was practicing martial arts.He didn't know if it was an illusion or not, but he had a nagging feeling that the more he cultivated, the weaker his body became. Yang Fan and Liu Yue had even gone bankrupt, giving him everything they had to buy him the resources he needed to practice martial arts."Could it be that I will spend my entire life here and never be able to cultivate the Dao?" Wu Yu was unable to accept this result.He felt that he might have made a mistake in some areas. Or, it could be that the Martial Grand Master level in the Willow Town was too low, resulting in his poor training method.However, he had completely forgotten about cultivation and the method of cultivation. He could not remember any of it, so he had no way of judging it now.However, from this feeling, even though Master Yang Bai and the other Martial Masters did not have a high level of cultivation, they still had some accomplishments. They would not be stuck at his level without any accomplishments, and would even cause their bodies to become weaker and weaker.This situation continued until 'Yang Chen' was twenty years old. At this time, Wu Yu had already practiced martial arts for ten years, and although he had achieved nothing, he still hadn't given up.However, one day, he suddenly couldn't stand up anymore. The meridians in his legs were completely blocked, and his muscles and bones were severely damaged from overtraining. He was almost completely damaged, and it was actually difficult for him to even stand!This was a huge blow to Wu Yu.However, all the doctors who had seen his legs shook their heads and left, indicating that they could no longer treat them.Thunder from a clear sky!Wu Yu stared blankly into space for a long time. He couldn't accept the fact that his legs were crippled and he couldn't walk again. How was he going to get to the Wu Capital, the Heavenly Sword Sect, or even the Heavenly Sword Sect?After toiling away for twenty years, Wu Yu didn't expect himself to end up like this.Right now, what was in front of his eyes was no longer the matters of cultivation or the Heavenly Sword Sect. Even Wu Dai had become an unattainable dream.After ten consecutive years of martial arts cultivation and now, in order to treat his illness, Yang Fan and his wife had exhausted all their money and even owed him a lot of debts.Wu Yu had often heard people coming to the courtyard to shout "Debt for money", but Yang Fan had already closed down his clothing store and had no source of income at all.In the eyes of the other people in Willow Town, Wu Yu was a cripple now, and it was impossible for him to marry a wife. Succeeding generations was a dream, and in the entire town, 'Yang Chen' had already become a joke.Many of the youths who had learned martial arts at the same time as him had now become youths. A few of them had already become powerful martial arts masters in Willow Town.In Wu Yu's eyes, these kinds of existences couldn't even be compared to ants. But now, they had the qualifications to criticize him. What was the use of diligently practicing martial arts? If one did not have talent, then forcefully cultivating martial arts was the result of being crippled!Yang Fan and Liu Yue had already become problems in their survival, so they could only grudgingly go through days of hard work, constantly using all kinds of methods to take care of Wu Yu.Wu Yu was now distressed by the care of Yang Fan and his wife. If it wasn't for him, Yang Fan and his wife would have been very happy, right? It was because he was born that the final result was so depressing.He fell onto the bed, and basically only Yang Fan and Liu Yue were able to take care of him.Even up to the age of thirty, Wu Yu was still unable to get out of bed. Arsenic was already prepared beside his pillow. Once he couldn't bear the despair anymore, he could only end his life by committing suicide.Before this, even when facing powerful opponents like Ancient Emperor Yan Huang, he had never felt despair.However, right now, he felt a deep sense of despair, constantly sweeping his mind over his entire body.This kind of despair had been lingering around him for ten years. Ever since he was crippled and bedridden, he had been torturing himself nonstop. He realized that sometimes, whether a person's mentality is strong or not has nothing to do with the opponent, but the most important thing is their own condition.Previously, when Wu Yu had faced Ancient Emperor Yan Huang, his opponent's strength had caused him to feel despair. However, he also had his own methods and had hope, so he had enough fighting spirit to defeat his opponent.The more he had, the more confidence he would have in himself.But now, he had nothing at all. His legs were crippled, and he was bedridden. In this sort of situation, even if a mere mortal world's Martial Master came to kill him, it made him feel hopeless and helpless.This was the difference.Wu Yu had been bedridden for ten years, and had been thinking too much. However, this had no effect on his current situation. After falling into despair, he was always thinking about ending his life.However, Yang Fan and his wife were still working hard to take care of him and hadn't given up. Even if it was a family of three, it was already very difficult for them to do so, so they didn't blame Wu Yu in the slightest.Wu Yu was extremely remorseful. They had almost ruined their entire lives for him, and now that he was thirty years old, Yang Fan and his wife had aged as well. The following days would be even more difficult for them.Wu Yu almost couldn't imagine how he was going to spend the next few days.First, when he was thirty-five years old, Yang Fan was also in bed. After all, he was already old, and his body couldn't hold on any longer. The death or birth of a mortal was incredibly painful, causing Wu Yu to sigh, but there was nothing he could do.After Yang Fan was bedridden, only Liu Yue was left to take care of them.At this time, the rest of the Yang Liu Town had already been isolated from them. They were chased away by the debt collectors from their original courtyard to a shabby straw hut on top of Yang Liu Town.Wu Yu and Yang Fan were lying sick together in the straw hut, spending their days in despair.If it wasn't for the fact that Liu Yue still hadn't given up, Wu Yu would have long since committed suicide. This kind of frightening despair was enough to penetrate deep into one's heart.Liu Yue's hair had already turned white, and she had become an old woman. Even so, she continued to take care of Wu Yu and Yang Fan, never leaving them.Wu Yu's despairing tolerance caused him to be in pain every second of the day. Yang Fan was also in pain, but he didn't have the same experience as Wu Yu before, so he didn't find it unbearable for him to be in this state.For mortals, dying from old age was a common occurrence. Yang Fan had even thought about what it would be like when he was about to die of old age.But Wu Yu was different.Wu Yu had been an immortal for a very long time, almost as long as the heavens and earth, immortal and indestructible. He had never thought that he would face such a hopeless situation, so the contrast between the two made the despair in his heart more than a hundred times greater than Yang Fan's.Finally, after a cold, Yang Fan died of a serious illness, and Liu Yue followed after him and died.At this time, 'Yang Chen' was already forty years old, and he was the only person left alive!From the time he was sick in bed at the age of 20, he was always in despair and pain. He had been thinking about suicide for a long time, but seeing how hardworking Yang Fan and his wife were, he was finally able to endure it.If it were any other deity going through all this, they would have probably died a long time ago.But now, Wu Yu finally felt a sense of relief.This life was too laughable. From birth until now, he had suffered under the supercilious gazes of others in Willow Town, no matter how hard he tried, he was unable to succeed in learning martial arts. It was as if there was some kind of curse, a curse on Wu Yu's' Yang Chen 'in this life that was bound to end up in such a miserable state.Even if he hadn't insisted on practicing martial arts at that time, his body would continue to grow weaker and weaker. Eventually, he would have ended up like this.Wu Yu laid down on the straw mattress, looking at the wisps of moonlight that were seeping in through the gaps in the thatched walls. Suddenly, an indescribable fighting spirit surged in his heart.The events of his life were so tragic and ridiculous. If this was a test, then it was too real.However, it was the truth that caused people to fall into true despair!"No matter if it's an illusion or not, how can I live my entire life like this?" Wu Yu's heart was filled with an extreme unwillingness. Suicide was the behavior of the weak. He felt that even if he died, he would die on the road to his dream.Previously, Yang Fan and his wife were still there, so he could not bear to leave. But now, he had nothing to worry about. His dream when he was ten years old, he absolutely could not give up.He struggled up from the straw mattress and crawled out of the straw house with difficulty. The moonlight shone on his sickly, pale face, reflecting the resolution in his eyes.
