Han Ming once tried to laugh at these people, opposite them, and once tried to slow down his tone and make himself as peaceful as possible.
And those who are attached to him are also laughing, and they are also light tone.
But Han Ming always felt that these people had an incredible gap with him. This gap made anyone dare not open up Han Ming.
"Oh, Zhang Cheng, the farmer has been busy this year?"
"Passing."
Han Ming laughed at Yingying and asked again: "What is the harvest?"
Looking at the city owner, he immediately said frightened and said: "Mr. Han. This year's harvest is not good, but please don't be angry.
Han Ming heard the words, and immediately shook his head: "I'm not urging you."
Zhang Chengzhu was so frightened that he kneeling down to the ground: "It is wrong to know!
Han Ming sighed lightly: "I'm really not urging you."
"Damn it! I hope Mr. Han has spared me Xing's life. I still have my wife and children in my family, I really ..."
Han Ming only felt a bitter in his heart, and waved his hand: "Okay, I know, worship it next year, double. You go down."
"Yes, thank you Mr. Han for not killing the grace! Thank you Mr. Han not to kill the grace !!"
Lord Zhang Cheng was as if he had been amnesty, and he immediately thanked Dade.
"Well ... I'm really not urging you ..."
Han Ming looked at the cold luxury palace, and could only sigh in sadness.
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Looking at Han Ming appearing on the street in front of you, it was the figure that appeared again after leaving the world.
At this moment, Han Ming no longer knows how strong he is, because no one can compare with him, and there is no reference.
A man in the way in front of him hurriedly ran.
Han Ming lowered his head and thought about it, and felt that the man was about to collide with himself, but did not avoid it.
Sure enough, the man pointed at Han Ming's nose and yelled.
"Do your kid have no eyes !!"
Han Ming laughed and stepped forward to twist the man's head on the street.
These moves have attracted great panic of passers -by.
Someone reported the case, and some officers and men came to catch it.
Han Ming did not waste any strength at all, so he killed these officers and soldiers.
A wave of waves.
After a day, there is no living person in the whole city.
There was bloody air in the air, and when the bones in front of me were piled up, Han Ming couldn't feel the slightest pleasure and satisfaction.
Save gently, and the time goes back.
The dead people got up again, and returned to a day ago with a movement similar to the lens.
It was the man again, and he hit it again.
"Do your kid have no eyes !!"
The man pointed at Han Ming's nose and scolded.
Han Mingmu gently raised his hands without expression, and the time turned backwards again, and the man quit more than ten steps away.
This time, Han Ming's mind turned. At this time, his strength was strong, and he had reached the extent that he could fully control a person's mind.
This time the man hit again, but under the control of Han Ming, the smile of North Korea and Han Ming apologized.
Looking at the results caused by one hand, Han Ming couldn't be happy at all.
He stood lightly in the air, raised his right hand.
Under the control of Han Ming, the people in the city put down the work in their hands one by one. Whether it was on the street or at home, they all danced.
Han Ming raised his right hand again, and these dancers took off their clothes again. One by one **.
Han Ming raised his right hand again. These people took out a variety of weapons and utensils, or smashed down the neck, or split the head.
People in the city died instantly.
Han Ming raised his right hand again, and all the rivers and lakes rose in the air. With a order, drowned the city in front of him.
Han Ming raised his right hand again, the rivers and lakes retreated, and the traces of the city reappeared. Those dead people also lived again one by one, and continued to live an ordinary and bland life.
Han Ming sighed, flying straight towards the sky. He crossed the layer of white clouds and crossed the atmosphere.
At this moment, Han Ming was in the vast universe, staring at the beautiful blue SE planet in front of him, and opened his right hand.
Looking at the bright planet in front of you, as Han Ming's movements exploded, it turned into countless fragments.
Han Ming's right hand held again, and the fragmented planet healed again, as well as the beginning.
The right hand opened again, and the planet exploded again.
"well……"
A sigh, flying into the depths of the quiet universe.
Here is so quiet, so vast. There are no mess in the world, no intrigue, no flesh and fleshy affection.
Such a place makes Han Ming very happy. He is addicted to this mysterious universe, and he is obsessed with this silent world. There is no chaos here, nothing that makes Han Ming headache.
I don't know how many years have passed. Han Ming returned from the depths of the universe. He stood in the place where there was a bright planet. He couldn't make a sound for a long time.
After another sigh, I gathered in my right hand, and I didn't know how many ten thousand years of planets had been broken. As Han Ming's right hand was clenched, it recovered again.
Everything here, even the entire planet, the entire universe, is in the control of Han Ming.
It can be said that in this world, there is nothing that Han Ming cannot do. He wants to let the planet be destroyed, and the planet will be destroyed immediately. He wants to let people die.
People are born. What kind of actions he wants to let all the creatures do, what kind of movement they do.
Han Ming has everything and has the supreme strength, but he always feels that his heart is empty, as if you have lost more.
After returning to this familiar planet, Han Ming stood quietly at the high altitude, watching the occasional appearing below, in order to become stronger and continuously cultivated. There was a little doubt in his heart.
Stronger ... what exactly is for?
Is it ... for now, this is the height that I can't imagine it now. I have reached the height that ordinary people can't imagine. I can not only kill my enemy, but I can even make my enemies into my friends, my loved ones. I even
It can make them into a dog, a crawler.
But for what, I didn't realize the pleasure and satisfaction of standing at the peak.
People say that the heights are cold, and some people say that the master is lonely. Perhaps it is my current state.
What exactly what I want ...
Han Ming was puzzled, and he found that he could do anything, but there was only one thing that could not be done. That was laughing.
I don't know how many years have been, Han Ming almost forgot that there is still a smile in the world.
He also forgot why he laughed, when he laughed, what it felt like.
Why can't I laugh? Why can't I be happy?
With this doubt, Han Ming returned to the human world.
"Can I ask you, do you like to laugh?"
Han Ming stopped a passerby.
The passerby looked at Han Ming with the eyes of the monster, turned his head and left.
"I'm asking you!"
Han Ming's voice was bland, his right hand waved lightly, and the passersby ran back quickly and answered respectfully: "Like, I like to laugh."
"Okay, go ..."
Han Ming waved his hand, and the passerby continued to rush.
The behavior of passers -by just now was controlled by Han Ming. He began to feel a little tired of this feeling, as if people all over the world were puppets. Everyone had a line.
In the case of how Han Ming linger, they will do the corresponding actions.
"What I want is not that. What I want is not that ... In this way, isn't it the only me in this world?"
Han Ming grabbed his head in pain, temporarily hidden all his strength, and entered a small town.
Since then, there is an extra guest in this town. No one asked the origin of the guest.
One year later, the vicissitudes of the sea, and as time push, Han Ming has lived here for hundreds of years. Every day he will go to the street to observe and observe everyone who will show a smile. But at this moment, he still has no
Understand why these people laughed.
This day is a festive festival RI, the family has a lantern, and the endless laughter is spoken on the street.
The sky was snowing, and this small town was wrapped on a layer of silver.
The night fell, Han Ming sat alone in the dim room. Gently pushed the door of the room, and a cold wind blew, Han Ming couldn't help wrapping his wrapped sleeves.
With him, there was only one lone lamp, a silent cold room.
On the road, a child was holding the fireworks in his hands and passed by with a smile.
Han Ming quickly stepped forward and chased.
"Child, why do you laugh?"
The child smiled slightly, and he smiled again: "Because of fun, how beautiful do you see this firework?"
"Are you fun?"
Han Ming said, and then waved his right hand, thousands of huge fireworks in the sky burst, and the colorful light reflected the small town as like daytime.
"Wow !!! So beautiful !! So beautiful !!!"
When the child saw the fireworks in the sky, he suddenly jumped and jumped, and he laughed and patted his hands. The fireworks that originally grabbed in his hand were thrown to the ground by him.
Han Ming bent silently, and picked up the fireworks that fell in the snow gently.
"Brother, what exactly do you do? Can you teach me?"
The child looked at Han Ming with a worship, and his eyes were endlessly looking forward to it.
Han Ming just shook his head slightly: "Not fun, fun? Not fun ... I can't tell you ... tell you, it's not fun ..."
Speaking, a line of tears slipped, one person, a lonely back, pushed open the door again, and walked back to his own cold and lonely room.
Looking at Han Ming's back, the child tilted his head in doubt: "This big brother is strange ..." DD