Gently stepping on the stone road, feeling the down-to-earth feeling coming from his feet, the young man was slightly surprised, he thought that this realm was light and cloudy, like a fairyland, but he didn't expect it to be so real, that kind of indescribable, the subtle feeling that suddenly came to his heart was like a wanderer who left home and returned at dusk, full of amazement. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Since you're here, why don't you go home and take a look?" The voice that was not angry and self-righteous sounded in his ears, and the young man was slightly stunned, Luo Huan's voice could not be done...... This is the Fengtian City where Luo Huan lives, the Fengtian City that has not been destroyed?

Thinking about it, I didn't regret it, but I took a step and walked aimlessly along the stone road.

This is the west of the city, Liu Sange, who sells cooking cakes, and the shop opposite the door is a well-known lo-mei shop in the entire Fengtian City, what is the name of the boss? Oh yes, Pang Haowei, yes, yes, obviously a big man, with such a strange name. The fragrance of fat powder and the laughter of women in front of them are like silver bells, and the wind and moon field that the gang of bastards like to go to is not very famous.

Stopping in front of the Qinglou, the woman standing at the door turned a blind eye to him, greeting the guests by herself; Liu San, who sold cooking cakes, didn't notice him, Pang Haowei stood hoarsely with a round belly to maintain the order of the guests who bought lo-mei, a fat face was both happy and helpless, and he didn't realize his existence, as if he existed in this world, but he was incompatible with this world, no matter how he was, he was just a hurried passer-by in this world, and he didn't belong to this world after all. This sense of loss even overpowered the confusion caused by the sudden extra memories in his mind, as if this was my home, but they didn't know me, they couldn't even see me.

As if realizing something, the young man was no longer sad, and under the re-raised eyelids, the indifference and uselessness revealed were gray to this world that had nothing to do with him, and he took a step, followed his intuition, turned three alleys and stepped on another avenue, and slowly walked towards the invisible front.

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"You're still back, old white rock. At the roadside stall, a fortune-teller Dao bone fairy wind old man stared at the clear eyes without regret, smiled slightly, waved his hand, turned around and continued to clean up his stall. "General Luo has finally waited, and it is time to set off after being with him for so many years. ”

"Departure, where are you going, senior?" he frowned, this place was illusory, and the only person who could see him at the moment was a god stick who didn't know what to do, which made him feel a little unhappy.

The old man Bai Yan smiled and didn't answer, the fortune-telling stall was put into his sleeve after he cleaned it up, and then the old man walked on the stone road and passed by the young man, the young man watched the old man go away, and the illusory figure that was like flying sand gradually dissipated smiled, losing the traces of existence between heaven and earth. "From where I came, to where I went, the funeral spirit took me along that road to the underworld, and eventually there was a death, why bother with nostalgia, the Tao, to the end, how many reincarnations and one less person, why bother me with the Tao of the day, the avenue is vast, and there is geometry to set foot on the 'sky'? The avenue is ruthless, reincarnation is unintentional, let go, and then you have to be liberated, General Luo. The old man's ethereal voice echoed in the sky, and it turned out that more than eighty percent of the buildings and people were like the old man turned into flying sand, carried by the rolling black wind, and he didn't know where to go, leaving Luo Huan with a sigh.

"When you come, they should go, and I, too, should go. ”

After walking for a long time, a pair of evil lions appeared in front of him. A huge plaque hangs high, and two large characters written on the plaque with iron hooks and silver strokes are vigorous and powerful, and it is deeply immersed in the plaque made of 100-year-old iron and wood, and it can be seen that the person who left the words is not an extraordinary husband, but a cultivator who has never been cultivated. The two words are angular and angular, full of killing aura between strokes, the young man bows slightly, no wonder he can match the bow Luo Tianling, Luo Huan's cultivation is afraid that it has reached the point of being unpredictable.

stepped forward and pushed open the gate of Luofu, and a strong air flow came towards him, blowing his robes and drumming, vaguely blocking his entry. "Hmph. The blue-black wind rushed out of the body, not allowing a single cent, forcibly opening up a space between the two winds, and there was no room for wind, and that place could only accommodate a person who did not regret standing.

Just when the two winds of the same origin were at a stalemate, the young man shook his sleeves and gritted his teeth and stepped out!

"Huh......" The wind stopped without warning, raised his head and was about to look at the environment of Luofu, but he froze in place, his eyes stared at the front, the man in a green shirt sitting at the stone table and staring at him - Fengtian and the earth, the general of the Kazama Kingdom was fierce and ghostly Luo Huan! The back of his hand was hot for a while, and the hunting god bow flew out of the back of his hand with a cheerful hum, and landed steadily in Luo Huan's hand.

With the hunting god in hand, Luo Huan, who was originally like a scholar son, changed his momentum, the heavy smell of blood spread invisibly, and there was no evil in those bright eyes, but the chill of the skull spread quietly, and he did not regret it like falling into an ice cave, Luo Huan gave him the feeling that it was a sentence:

Sleepy studying, waking up and laughing and killing, dry bones and corpses walking in the mountains, not touching the blood!

Luo Huan is an embryo-killer, an out-and-out iron-blooded general who takes killing people as his profession and studying as his side job, and only a heroic general who kills people has this kind of momentum! Feng has not regretted killing many demon monks, but the evil aura on his body is far inferior to Luo Huan.

"You are, Luo Huan. After all, he had lived for more than thirty or forty years, and the young man quickly suppressed the fear in his heart and said lightly.

Luo Huan looked at the young man carefully, and suddenly smiled dumbly.

"Why is the general laughing?" the young man frowned, in his opinion, Luo Huan just regarded him as an immature teenager, and as for the strong smell of blood and evil qi emanating from his body, it was just a trick.

Shaking his head, Luo Huan put down the scroll in his hand, and the corner of the young man's eyes swept over the cover of the scroll, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned: "I didn't expect that a demon star killed in the sea of corpses and blood would be able to calm down and read the "Book of Virtues", General Luo is kind." "What is the "Book of Virtues"? Hongmeng Zhenjie Ancient Holy Place, written in the ancient holy place, to educate sentient beings to cultivate their self-cultivation and temperament, to remove evil thoughts from the sea of suffering and even to feather and soar, the legend of the ancient, ancient countless generals who led troops to march and conquer cities and places were illiterate, but they were able to write down the "Book of Virtues" word for word, among which there were many who led a million iron armies and invincible gods of war to have an epiphany after removing their armor, and changed from a murderous and blood-riddled killing god to a murderous and blood-riddled saint!

Everyone in the world says that the "Book of Virtues" is a holy book with a demonic nature, as for the word "demon", it is not derogatory, but a great praise and even reverence and awe, because compared to the "Book of Virtues", other famous books and classics will only make the reader groggy and incomprehensible most of the time, but the "Book of Virtues" is different, no one dares to take a nap in front of the "Book of Virtues", because together with their bodies, they are born with the meaning of awe of the "Book of Virtues"! This is much more powerful than the sour bald men of Buddhism, their tongues can turn evil spirits, but they can never yield to the body of the world, "The Book of Virtues" has done it!

"This Hongmeng real world actually has the "Book of Virtues", and the general was also surprised that he had nothing to do every day, so he looked at the "Book of Virtues" to pass the time. Luo Huan smiled in the green shirt, with the "Book of Virtues" in his left hand and the hunting god in his right hand, he really had the demeanor of Guan Erye holding "Spring and Autumn" and holding the Qinglong knife tightly.

"Hongmeng True Realm?" the young man's eyes lit up, as if he had heard something new.

"Nothing, nothing, and besides, why do you call me General Luo? Luo Huan narrowed his eyes and looked at the young man with a fierce face, he was not very good-looking as a military general, this pretending to be vicious was really a bit of a bandit.

Looking at Luo Huan, who was pretending to be a cat, he didn't regret it, he also squinted his eyes, and said fiercely: "Then you say, what should I call you, I? I was in my last life? I don't know what years ago I was dead and the ghost is still lingering?"

One sentence made Luo Huan's face pale. "Really, I don't know why. It stands to reason that if I die and don't want to be reincarnated, it is impossible to have a reincarnation, but you are standing in front of me alive, and I am also very confused, can you explain it to me?"

Luo Huan regretted saying this, because he found that the boy's expression and movements had not changed, and he still maintained his previous state, and his narrowed eyes showed a light of disdain and contempt. "Forget it, I'll explain it to you. Luo Huan, who didn't pay any attention to image and demeanor, threw the book on the stone table, scratched his head with his left hand, and meditated with a painstaking expression.

"Have you figured it out?"

"Not yet. ”

"Haven't figured it out yet? How long have you been living here and haven't figured it out?"

"This doesn't necessarily mean I have a chance to figure it out. ”

"I need an explanation. With his hands around his chest, the young man squinted at Rahu, his face full of pride.

Luo Huan was stimulated, roared, and his face was full of depression: "I told you, I am you, but you, not me, this is my feeling, but if you really say why, I really can't give you an answer." Because you're here, there's a problem. He pointed mysteriously at his head, and then at the boy.

"You say I'm sick in the head?" didn't regret glaring at him, it was the first time he had seen this kind of guy who couldn't be treated with a clear attitude when he was so old. Luo Huan hurriedly shook his hands, no, don't you know that you have the Third Reincarnation Soul Lock Seal on your body? If it weren't for Fengtian forcing you to a dead end this time, your Third Reincarnation Soul Lock Seal would have been broken, and I would never have come face to face with you.

"The Third Reincarnation Soul Lock Seal, what is that?" Luo Huan's face changed, and he waved his hand again and again, "Don't ask me, don't ask me, I don't know, it's very troublesome anyway." ”

"I don't know this, I don't know either, so why are you looking for me?"

"Of course there is something, a very important thing. Luo Huan put away his lazy attitude and said solemnly, seeing that Luo Huan was so serious, he became serious without regrets.