The Whole World Thinks I’m the Strongest

After making sure, he looked from a distance and the door hadn’t opened yet.

He came too early, and Qin An hasn’t gotten up yet. After all, Hong Jiang came here early involuntarily to save his life, and it was not too bright.

Today, alone, in a cloth, abandon the mortal world.

Of course, all this is for the continuation of life, for the real survival!

No matter how strong a martial cultivator is, it is inevitable that accidents and limitations will come.

And he is pretty. General Hong has come to an end!

He has been fighting for most of his life, and didn’t expect Wannian to be struggling on whilst at death’s door.

At this moment, his heart calmed down, as if he had forgotten his previous glory and sadness. Walk slowly, stand at the door and wait quietly.

“Ha, ah.” Qin An yawned. He ate too much last night, which made him a little lazy to move.

“Hey, another quiet day!” After Qin An got up, thinking about the piano made last night, the impatient thought of playing with it.

His piano art, Shocking the Ancients and the Moderns, does not know what it is for.

That’s all playing around. One cannot make him stronger in this Higher Martial World, and second, he cannot get business.

In general, it’s still tasteless!

A pile of waste attributes all ran to him.

After the Myriad Treasures auction ended the day before yesterday, Garro did not look for him again. It seems that the painting was not good enough for others to look down on.

There is no way. He has tried his best. It is not bad if the other party does not trouble him as a mortal. Is it possible that he still wants some money?

That’s really a bit weird.

Thinking that business is not good anyway, it will be fine to open the door later.

From Qin An’s interior, pull out a piano.

This is the finest wood from his Harvest. Engraving is very smooth and the sandalwood wood looks very elegant, with some luster.

There is still a faint fluorescence on the string, which is a good material from the sky silk.

It is reasonable to say that only the Western Regions have top grade, but with the Harvest effect of “Shocking the Ancients and the Moderns”, he found ordinary materials in the deep mountains and old forests, and then sublimated into this.

Weng…

A voice sounded, and the mood outside the door was depressed. Hong Jiang who browsed tightly knit suddenly shrank his pupils. This voice seemed to touch some place of him, and he was all over shake.

Immediately afterwards, the sound that resembled a sky sounded, and it could be heard in some places nearby.

“Where does Great Master Qin play the piano?” Some shopkeepers around couldn’t help but shine. This kind of music is really something they haven’t heard.

It’s like the Artistic Mood of the high mountains and flowing water, blended into the sea, a tranquility, and perfectly blended into the chaotic world.

It seems that all battles are like a game of chess in which everyone plays an insignificant chess piece.

For a time, I have mixed feelings and sigh.

Hong Jiang even burst into tears. He remembered his once glorious victory over Thirteen Outland, and every battle in each domain was his magnificent exploits.

Of course, there is sadness.

Under these brilliant achievements, the bones are piled up.

War, always stepping under the corpse, holding the glory of Supreme, and recalling the dead.

He suddenly felt that it was meaningless, what did he get?

It’s just a glory, but because of the struggle, countless innocent mortals died.

If a martial cultivator fights to death, the one who died can only be regarded as too weak.

Because I decided to embark on the path of cultivation, I have to bear the consequences.

I should have thought about it a long time ago, so even if I die, it won’t matter. After all, it is my own decision.

But war is not the same. This is a battle between Sect and forces. In wars like that, those who died were martial cultivators who voluntarily became stronger and killed.

But what about him? Conquer Outland, for the so-called peace.

For the sake of peace, they have to use military force to fill in. Most of the innocent mortals do not want to participate.

But under the influence of the war, they were unwilling to turn to bones.

Does this honor really mean a lot? Is this cruel glory really what he wants?

Such a quiet prelude brought him into deep thought, and the flames of war that followed reminded him of the past.

Is this Master Qin reminding him of the past? Hong Jiang thought deeply and thought of this possibility.

After all, this kind of peerless powerhouse always doesn’t want to say it clearly, and uses various intriguing and special methods to give people pointers.

is it possible that, this Master Qin is pointing him?

Hong called the excitement in his heart, but then he didn’t dare to make a mistake, and he thought about it carefully.

What does this mean, is it possible that is talking about him, is it all self-seeking?

If he does not fight everywhere, he will not provoke the Nether Soul powerhouse, and naturally he will not end up where he is now.

He feels wrong now, but he does not regret it. If people regret what they have done, they can only fall into endless anguish.

Suddenly, the sound stopped abruptly. Master Huang, who closed his eyes and listened to the shop door beside him, suddenly loosened the hammer in his hand, hit the feet, and screamed in pain.

“Damn, damn, I’m so absorbing. But the owner of Qin is really talented!” Master Huang clasped his feet and blew a few times in admiration.

This person is a bit mysterious. He is obviously a mortal without a breath of cultivation base, but he lives in the shop where ghosts are suppressed unharmed.

Also, he is always indistinguishable from a mortal, which adds a bit of strangeness to him.

Hong Jiang stood in front of the door blankly and wiped a handful of air-dried tears.

Crunch…The door opened.

Qin An stretched out, his trousers came out before they were tied.

Hong Jiang stared at the young man in front of him blankly, looking young, with some handsome face on his face, and very ordinary black hair.

The dress is also very simple, giving people a mysterious hidden and ordinary feeling.

“Who are you!” Qin An was taken aback. Just now he saw such a shaggy white haired old man with his eyes opened, which was a bit oozing.

The face of the other party seems to be the appearance of a middle-aged man, but the wrinkles and white hair look much older and a bit weird.

“My lord, help…” Hong Jiang just wanted to say my lord, help.

But then he thought that the other party even dresses so plainly, and it must be a low-key peerless powerhouse. At this time, if the old flattery name is moved out, it may only make people disgusted!

In this case, it is better to change your mouth and cooperate.

Fools will dismantle other peerless powerhouses. Smart people can see through without telling them, and cooperate.

“Shopkeeper Qin, I don’t know if there are other things for sale?” Hong Jiang smiled suddenly, a little stiff.

Qin An raised his brow. Although this person is a bit strange, he should be a customer, and that is God!

“It turned out to be a guest, disrespectful and disrespectful, please here.” Qin An extend the hand came and smiled.