In a realm like Chen Qingquan, a simple trial could no longer affect him, but even so, he still did not disrupt the progress of the trial, and as time went by, he experienced scene after scene that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

From childhood to now, Chen Qingquan has long lost count of how many people he has killed, some should be killed, and some should not be killed. His consciousness lives on the body of the deceased, and he can clearly feel the latter's anger, reluctance, and all the emotions of the latter when death comes.

All those who have been tried in the past have often had a feeling of repentance in their hearts before being killed by 'themselves'. But this logic is obviously not applicable to Chen Qingquan.

Indifferently.

Whether it's feeling the feelings of the dead, or killing yourself. Chen Qingquan maintained an indifferent face from beginning to end.

The thirty-fifth reincarnation.

From this cycle onwards, the 'self' has become much stronger and more difficult.

Chen Qingquan became unable to defeat the enemy with one move, and the light in his eyes gradually became hot.

Thirty-six, thirty-seven, thirty-eight......

In the thirty-ninth reincarnation, the self standing in front of him was 'full of golden light', looking at himself with the same indifferent gaze.

The two identical Chen Qingquan just stood like this, quietly looking at the other self.

"It's a really interesting place. Chen Qingquan smiled slightly, he looked at that 'self', and shook his head regretfully: "It's a pity that you are someone else's creation, and you don't have an independent life, otherwise you would be a good opponent." ”

"Who are you?" said Chen Qingquan coldly.

The genuine Chen Qingquan didn't answer, he just laughed and rushed towards the other party!

......

Chen Yan quietly looked at the statue in front of him, and many memories of being with his mother flashed in his mind.

He didn't know where his mother's maiden home was, only that her surname was Bai, and he had never heard her name mention. Sometimes Chen Yan would ask her how she met her father, and her mother would always smile happily and kiss Chen Yan's forehead.

At that time, Chen Yan didn't care about this, he just thought that his mother would tell him in the future, so he didn't ask in detail, but who knew that even when she was dying, she still loved that man deeply and forgave him for reasons she didn't know.

is such a taciturn but extremely gentle woman, who even does not have peace after death. Dragged out of eternal sleep by the man he loves, used as a weapon.

Endless anger gradually swallowed Chen Yan's reason.

He looked up at the statue with a sparkle in his eyes.

Just when he wanted to desperately break through this dream space and go out to find Chen Qingquan desperately, this space suddenly trembled, and then countless black dots turned out of the sand. They automatically gathered together, and then rushed towards the ancient temple with great momentum.

Chen Yan's gaze passed through the wall and landed on the black dots, which were small black insects with sharp arthropods and huge bodies. The number is endless.

Desert marching ants? No, they're more than twice as big.

Chen Yan's heart sank, the starlight in his eyes exploded, and suddenly two rays of light shot out from the ancient temple, crushing the insects he saw in front of him, clearing a bloody path. But in a short time, this bloody path was filled by the insects that followed.

Sure enough, it's endless.

Chen Yan gritted his teeth fiercely, and he was just about to do something when he heard a call from behind him.

"Follow me!"

Hearing this voice, Chen Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, he turned his head stiffly, and saw a girl with red lips and white teeth, no more than twenty years old, standing at the other end of the ancient temple, waving to him.

Although this girl is too young, how can Chen Yan not recognize that this is her mother?

"What are you doing, come here!" Seeing the marching ants outside approaching, the girl said anxiously.

Chen Yan woke up like a dream, and he walked quickly towards the girl.

The two ran out against the wind and sand, and the girl walked quickly to a place, and she searched for a long time, and finally found an iron ring in the sand.

The girl pulled the ring open, and a dark passage suddenly appeared in front of the two.

"Get in!" the girl's voice was unmistakable.

And Chen Yan instinctively drilled in.

Bang!

The pull ring was restored to its original state, and the heavy iron gate isolated the invasion of wind and sand and the danger of marching ants.

"Ha, ha, ha. ”

The vigorous running caused the girl to lose most of her strength, and she leaned against the wall, panting constantly.

She picked up a kettle from the ground, threw it to Chen Yan casually, and said, "Why did you appear in such a ghost place alone?"

Saying that, she said: "My name is Bai Meng, Yanxia people. ”

White Dreams.

Chen Yan carefully read the name in his heart, then lowered his head and said, "My name is Chen Yan, I woke up here as soon as I woke up, may I ask what place is this?"

"Wake up?" Bai Meng smiled: "What a coincidence, I also opened my eyes and was here." What is it?

After that, she said solemnly: "Chen Yan, can you promise not to laugh?"

Hearing the word Chen Yan from her mouth again, the latter's heart trembled, and the hand behind him clenched tightly into a fist, constantly suppressing the impulse in his heart, he raised his head, returned to normal eyes, and said seriously: "You say, I promise not to laugh." ”

Bai Meng nodded, and said mysteriously: "I suspect that this is not the earth. After she finished speaking, she looked at Chen Yan suspiciously.

The latter still listened carefully, and did not laugh at all.

Bai Meng nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that you think so like me." ”

Chen Yan couldn't help but ask, "How many years have you lived here?"

A trace of confusion flashed in Bai Meng's eyes: "How many years...... I've been here for as long as I can remember. Speaking of which, you're the first person I've ever met. Nice to meet you, right? ”

As she spoke, she generously stretched out her hand.

Chen Yan also stretched out his hand to shake her and said, "How did you live for such a long time?"

Bai Meng laughed: "The next part is the most interesting part." She said mysteriously, "You know, in this space, we don't need to eat or drink. Isn't it amazing?"

Hearing this, Chen Yan was convinced that the Bai Meng in front of him, his young mother, was a creation.

The so-called creations are humanoid creatures created by people with extreme realms, which only exist in the world of ghost eyes, and are like two parallel lines that never intersect with people in the outside world.

But even so, Chen Yan was very satisfied.

He held his chin and said with curiosity on his face: "Can you tell me how you have spent all these years?"

Bai Meng was stunned for a moment, she saw Chen Yan's clean eyes that were slightly affectionate, and somehow her heart softened.

She smiled softly and said, "Of course." ”