It was a young man, dressed in a light blue gown, the same color as the swirls behind him.

His eyebrows are delicate, his eyes seem to be ethereal, unpredictable, he is one of the most outstanding new generations in Lingxiao Palace, Xun Feng Tian Chen.

Chen Tiansheng's gaze retracted from the sky, and it felt like everything was like a dream.

Ever since he was thrown into a strange passage by the silver-armored soldier at the city gate, he had entered a world full of desolation, a world where there was nothing but the wind.

He was swaying in the wind, there was no land, there was no way to land, he was wandering, he was wandering, and he went through so many years that he thought he was dead.

It wasn't until later that he found the breath of the Xunfeng in those winds, and he began to swim against the wind to find the origin of the Xunfeng.

There he met a man, a dead man.

The dead man said that the world was in his grave, and that he was the master of the world.

Then there were long years of chatter, and when Chen Changsheng finally couldn't bear it anymore, he gave Chen Changsheng a bow, which he said was the weapon he used to wear, and he had shot the existence above the Nine Heavens.

Chen Changsheng only felt that this was bragging, and he didn't believe it much anyway, but inexplicably, he felt sad and silently took the longbow, and he was finally able to get out of that strange world.

Raising his arm, there was a tattoo on the back of his hand, it was a bow, and Chen Changsheng finally determined that he was not dreaming.

In that world, he felt that person was annoying and chattering, but now he felt sad for that person, who died for endless years, but the war spirit was still the same, and the blood of war was never wiped out by time, and he admired that kind of person.

At the entrance of a certain valley in the ancient city, a black whirlpool appeared, and a figure crawled out with difficulty from the inside, and it could even be seen that there were countless mournful figures behind him tearing at his body.

"Help"

The figure shouted, his face so haggard that it barely looked like a living person.

The only thing that can prove his identity is a very bright big bald head, and he is the elm monk.

These days were the most painful and unforgettable years for him, he hadn't climbed out yet, but he had already climbed a third of the way, and he didn't know what kind of willpower could make him never give up.

Yes, he remembered, because he had a dream in which a woman told him that she would be waiting for him at the top of the heavenly palace to marry her.

For a thousand years, in this world, he has been crawling, but the interesting thing is that in the process of crawling, his soul is experiencing another life.

How to say well, maybe it would be more appropriate to say that he has gone through dozens of reincarnations.

In the first reincarnation, he was a belly pocket, and he was a very famous belly pocket, which countless women dreamed of.

From the very beginning, he was acquired by an ordinary woman, and then the woman was captured by an old woman, and he became the old woman's private property, and as a belly pocket, he experienced a total of one hundred and eighty-eight masters, four of whom were perverted men.

In the second reincarnation, he became a villain, and legend has it that he had the ability to curse anyone, so the whole world was contested, God knows how many needles he was pierced, and that pain accompanied him for a full hundred and eighty-eight years.

At the end of the first reincarnation, the elm monk swore that he would want to vomit when he saw his belly pocket again in the future. r1

At the end of the second reincarnation, the elm monk swore that he would never prick the villain again, the villain was very pitiful?

Chen Changsheng and Monk Yumu are just one of the corners of the ancient city that are happening now.

But all the people who hold the token are experiencing different things, Sima Xiongxiong was erased from his memory, and he lavishly rubbed people in a bathhouse, sharpening his irritable temperament, anyway, he didn't know anything but scrubbing the bath, every time he had a quarrel with a guest, was fired and scolded by the boss and left, he had to sleep in the open and live a life he had never experienced.

Qing Fuyu doesn't remember who he is, he only remembers that he is a talent who sells paintings for a living, wandering in a world without cultivators, and his life is miserable.

Yuan Luofeng became a tavern buddy, busy greeting all kinds of people every day, sometimes because of his handsome face, he was rubbed with oil by some aunts and aunts, and sometimes he was hated by some ugly-looking Jianghu children, the boss admired him very much, but his life was also trembling.

Unlike these geniuses in different parts of Qingzhou City, Ling Xiaozhong's life is very different.

Wang Hua became a meteor, flying in the universe, burning his life, just for the excitement of the moment, life and death, reincarnation continues, but there is a voice that tells him that after 10,000 times, he can be liberated.

The big pit became an alchemy furnace, which was taken to alchemy by a person who had no talent for alchemy, and the two-headed furnace exploded in three days, which was called a pain, and the days seemed to have no end, but he seemed to hear a voice telling him that as long as he helped this alchemy idiot successfully refine a furnace of high-grade elixir, he would be liberated.

And so on, other people's days don't know when they are the end, and they don't have memories of the past, and they struggle in fate, although they are difficult, they can still get by.

Ling Xiaozhong knows a deadline and knows when he will be able to end, on the contrary, it is more tormenting, because he knows the conditions for success and retirement, but he is always far away, which is even more devastating.

Time has passed, and tens of thousands of years have passed in the ancient city, or it may actually be just a snap of a finger, no one can say clearly, and in the real life of the Shenzhou Continent, it is only the second day after the ancient city is recovered.

In Changhe County, people come and go, and it can be said that there are many more people gathered in Changhe County now than before the revival of the ancient city.

Some people come in search of the ancient city, some people come because they value business opportunities, and some people come because their relatives and friends have disappeared with the ancient city.

Several major forces in Qingzhou City had gathered here early, and they couldn't confirm the life and death of their children, but they were all in a hurry.

Especially like Qing Fuyu, Sima Xiongxiong and other special identity figures, their forces are even more nervous for them, and a large number of children search nearby every day, hoping to find them.

And at sunset in the evening of this day, a strange aura spread in Changhe County, and the space seemed to fluctuate, and many people had a premonition that something big was about to happen.

Feelings of panic, anxiety, and anticipation spread.

Bang

Suddenly, at this moment, a fiery cloud in the sky exploded with a loud noise, forming a huge whirlpool that stretched across the sky.

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect me Zhang Qiyun to have such a day. ”

An arrogant laugh came out of the whirlpool, shocking the Quartet, and many important people of the Zhang family, such as the head of the Zhang family, who had been waiting for a long time in Changhe County, were surprised at this moment.