"What is this?" Fang Cheng stood in the bathroom, looking at the person in the mirror, he was a little unrecognizable. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

His loose hair covered his collarbones, his narrow eyes glowed an unhealthy red, and a handsome face replaced his usual appearance, with a bit of evil spirit.

"Fang Cheng, hurry up and come out, don't rub it off" The roommate's impatient voice came from outside the door.

Fang Cheng poured water on his face with both hands, trying to tell himself that it was just an illusion, but there was no doubt that he failed in the end.

"What are you doing" Seeing that Fang Cheng finally walked out of the bathroom, the roommate complained, and squeezed into the door like a burning ass.

Fang Cheng thoughtfully took out his mobile phone and took a photo of himself.

The self in the photo is still that ordinary face, and it is inconspicuous when thrown into the pile.

"Is it a hallucination?" He thought about it, and he looked unusually strange on the screen of his mobile phone.

Recently, he found that he had become more and more out of the realm of ordinary human beings, both physically and intellectually, far beyond him.

Books that would have taken a lot of time to read are almost ten lines at a glance and unforgettable.

Previously, the ability to travel through time and space, which required a large amount of energy, was able to ignore the limitations of distance and appear wherever he wanted.

He didn't know if this change meant good, but he knew that he was gradually no longer Fang Cheng, but a different person.

"Who are you" Fang Cheng suddenly wanted to know who the phantom sound he often heard belonged to, and where he came from, whether it was a ghost or a nightmare.

"Scattered Chen Yanqing" The phantom voice responded very clearly.

"Chen Yanqing......" Fang Cheng muttered the name, and suddenly saw an epic picture.

I saw the world change color, the sea of blood reversed, a golden Buddha collapsed, a monstrous troll pulled out the mountain across the sea, a Tsing Yi sword across the sky, in an instant sword like rain, the sword light split the head of the troll with the power of Peiran, sealed its body, and then after thousands of years, the vicissitudes of life, the times changed, and the immortals disappeared. I don't know when, the troll woke up and turned into a young man in white, looking at his face, it was the self Fang Cheng saw in the mirror, the scattered Chen Yanqing!

"My time has passed," Chen Yanqing said extremely lonely.

"There is no immortal person in the world" Fang Cheng could vaguely perceive his sorrow, time had passed, Chen Yanqing's enemies and everything he was familiar with no longer existed, and now it was the end of the law era, and only a few talented people could awaken supernatural abilities.

Chen Yanqing was full of emotion: "I have fantasized about ...... countless times One day I was able to get out of the days when I lost my sense of time and space, until one day I succeeded. But I found that our time had passed. ”

"You species, with an average lifespan of only a few decades, will probably never understand how lonely it must be in a thousand years and how lonely it must be in 10,000 years."

"Love, family affection, friendship, everything is meaningless, can you understand the sorrow of the immortal seed?"

Fang Cheng suddenly couldn't imagine what the meaning of such a life would be if his beloved turned into ashes, everything he was familiar with disappeared with the changes of the times, and even his homeland became a sea of vicissitudes.

Even if he dominates the universe, sweeps the eight wildernesses, and respects the ancestor, but no one shares the joy, what is the significance of such an achievement.

"Unlike you, we only live in the moment"

"Is this your answer, let me see ......" Chen Yanqing searched for all the thoughts in Fang Cheng's consciousness.

"Well, you're quite a woman," he teased.

"It's just the nature of our race, and everyone chooses the kind of people who are most suitable for reproduction." Fang Cheng disagreed.

"Is it just reproduction?" Chen Yanqing seemed to see through him.

"Lost and regained, dreams come true, is what we want to do."

"You are really a greedy race," Chen Yanqing said disdainfully, and in his opinion, greed is the original sin.

Those who cultivate the Tao are delusional in their desire to become immortals; The rich and noble want more wealth; Beautiful people are delusional about the perfect partner, and stupid people are delusional about being extremely smart, these are the original sins and the demons of the heart.

"Do you have demons in your heart?" Fang Cheng looked at him with some distrust.

"My demons...... Oh, all the cultivators in the demon stain world are my heart demons," Chen Yanqing's tone was full of endless nostalgia and reminiscence.

"But there are no cultivators in the world, so what reason do I have for my existence?"

Fang Cheng could feel his loneliness and helplessness.

"Then why did you choose me?" He now understands that his rebirth was not an accident.

"Because, I am the demon in your previous life" Chen Yanqing looked down at him, as if observing an ant.

"But I can't bring you strength anymore" Fang Cheng finally understood why Chen Yanqing seemed to be strong, but in fact he was extremely weak.

"But you will eventually become stronger and stronger, and I will gradually recover" Chen Yanqing was full of confidence in him.

"You can't wait for that day" Fang Cheng has no immortal ambitions, nor does he have lofty ambitions, he just hopes to live an ordinary life.

……

In a lavish office, the lights are shining brightly, as if it were daylight.

The sexy and bewitching female secretary handed Xiao Yongquan a volume of materials, and then sat in his arms.

Xiao Yongquan put his hands into the hem of her skirt and played with it carefully for a while, before slowly opening the information book and taking a closer look.

The first page is pasted with a number of high-definition camera photographs of young people experiencing joys and sorrows, both alone and in groups.

Fang Cheng, male, 18 years old, a freshman in the Department of Materials of Manchester City University, a native of Yuchuan, Jiangyin, an only child, father Fang Wenbin, Hecheng Capital Legal Person, mother Zheng Ronghe, housewife......

"You call the pony in" Xiao Yongquan played with the beautiful legs of the female secretary, and then ordered.

"Yes, Mr. Xiao" The female secretary smiled charmingly, and when she got up, she deliberately leaned forward and stood up close to his face.

Five minutes later, Ma Zhiming stood in front of his boss in a cold sweat and with a worried face, for fear that he would be fed fish by the Shenjiang River if he was not careful.

"Have you made up your mind?" Xiao Yongquan picked up a cup of hot tea and gently brought it to his mouth.

"It's Mr. Xiao, I've already thought of a way to deal with this kid!" Ma Zhiming immediately expressed his position, for fear that if he took a step slower, he would be splashed with blood.

"You say"

"I found a few young ladies, experienced and experienced, this kid will definitely take the bait, and when the time comes, I will call the masses to report, and then make a ......big fuss" Ma Zhiming opened his mouth is a poisonous plan.

"Idiot!" Xiao Yongquan kicked him in the chest, knocking Ma Zhiming to the ground.

"Mr. Xiao, I still have a way, I will definitely be able to kill this kid......" Ma Zhiming was frightened by this kick.

"Who said Lao Tzu was going to get him?" Xiao Yongquan opened his mouth to interrupt Ma Zhiming's inverted ideas.

"Ah, Mr. Xiao, what do you mean by that?" Ma Zhiming's mind was a little dazed, and he didn't know what his boss was thinking.

"Do you know what it means not to fight and not to know each other, you go and apologize to him, saying that I want to invite him and make friends!" Xiao Yongquan had a smile on his face, not knowing what he was planning.

"Yes, yes, I'll go, I'll go" Ma Zhiming stumbled out the door.

When Xiao Yongquan saw him go out, he gradually restrained his smile: "Do you know why I invited him?" ”

"Mr. Xiao, don't embarrass me, you know I've always been big-chested" The female secretary pushed his shoulders and coquettishly.

"Hecheng Capital, have you heard of it?".

The female secretary shook her head like a rattle.

"Yongxu Capital, what about Yiyou Investment?"

"Aren't these all Mr. Xiao, a few of your old friends" The female secretary, as his personal person, is no stranger to the bosses of these two companies.

"Hecheng Capital is their real boss behind the scenes, do you think I should invite their little son" Xiao Yongquan smiled unabated.

The drunkard does not mean to drink.