132. All life and all life are me

"Crackling!"

The lightning of the thunderstorm completely covered the Northern Darkness Shinzo at this time, and he had no ability to resist at all.

After a while, only to hear a crisp popping sound, the North Shadow Shinzo began to open his skin and flesh, and blood splattered everywhere!

"Ahh

No matter how painfully he struggled, it would no longer help.

He was like a white rabbit, entangled in lightning like a giant python, and could only wait for death in despair.

After a while, his blood also evaporated, his skin and flesh were already scorched, and white bones were already exposed in many parts of his body!

"Let's go!"

Seeing this, the Seven Star Sage also felt bad, and hurriedly fled with the rest of the people.

Although he didn't know what that thunderbolt was, it was obvious that Ling Xiao couldn't control it, otherwise he wouldn't just keep twitching.

For a long time, it wasn't until the Northern Darkness True Three completely turned into a pile of scorched flesh that the lightning of the thunder returned to Ling Xiao's mind on its own

A lump of black, charred flesh just fell from mid-air, and no one could recognize that this was a one-star sage not long ago.

Just as the lightning of the thunderbolt returned to Ling Xiao's upper dantian, he suddenly felt a flame inexplicably ignite in his mind.

The flame was as powerful as the marrow fire of the dantian in his heart.

"It's the marrow fire!"

Ling Xiao reacted immediately, he didn't remember when he had opened the marrow fire, but he felt that this marrow fire actually appeared out of thin air after the lightning of the thunder kept coming out and going back and forth, and he was surprised in his heart.

Not long after the marrow fire ignited in his mind, his brain pumped again, and the memory pictures of the previous life followed, Meng'er was forced to die, fighting the thirteen demons, the mystery forest crossing, Yun Mengyao, the Emperor Ding Academy, the Dark Temple, the unification of the cloud storm world, until how he opened the fire and lost his memory, all the memories of this forest were displayed in the juice of his mind

"I... I'm Ling Xiao... I am Ling Xiao... I've already..."

He was talking to himself, and although there was some confusion between the words, his memory was still very clear.

He had now completely remembered all his memories.

From the first life, to the fourth life, and even the fourth life, all the memories have been engraved in the mind.

He is Han Xinxin and Ling Xiao.

"Like snow... Like snow..."

When all his memories recovered, he began to miss Qing Ruxue, who had been alone for the past fifteen years, and suddenly felt guilty in his heart.

"Second uncle... Sister Xiaoluo... Brothers..."

He couldn't believe that he had thought he had remembered everything for the past fifteen years.

It took a while for the complicated thoughts to calm down...

"Lang Yunsheng... Dreams..."

After rearranging all his thoughts, Ling Xiao began to slowly accept reality.

"The first, the second, the third, the fourth!

Ling Xiao said to himself coldly.

"Shinji Kitamy!"

After thinking about it completely, Ling Xiao's eyes showed a cold glow, and his eyes were full of killing intent.

Even though it was not all the people of the Hidden Sword Clan who had been secretly framing the Ling family all along, even though the Northern Darkness True Three was already a piece of scorched meat at this time, but the Northern Darkness True Soul was not dead, he secretly swore in his heart that he would never let the Northern Shadow True Soul continue to live!

Although the Tibetan Sword Clan did not have any holiday with the Ling family, they already had it.

He killed the Northern Shadow Shinzo, which was seen and talked by more than a dozen people from the Tibetan Sword Clan.

As the key cultivation object of the Tibetan Sword Clan, the Northern Immortal True Three died like this, and the Tibetan Sword Clan would definitely not let him go.

"Hidden Sword Clan!

At this time, Ling Xiao had already landed on the Lin from mid-air, sitting beside the charred black rotten flesh and thinking.

"And Na... The Light Holy Sect doesn't know that I am going to deal with them now, use the Light Holy Sect to eradicate the Hidden Sword Clan, and then integrate the Magic Alliance and its allies, and unite with the Dark Temple to take down the Light Holy Sect!"

Ling Xiao thought in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this method could be corrected

Immediately, he changed direction and fled away...

Fifteen years, in the past fifteen years, Qing Ruxue has lived like a year, and every time she has nothing but cultivation, she is standing on the palace wall, hoping to wait for the person she wants to see.

disappointed again and again, she still didn't give up.

Fifteen years have been like a day, and I can always see her shadow standing on the wall of this palace at a fixed time.

Fortunately, Qing Rumeng has been accompanied, so that waiting does not have to be too lonely.

It was almost dusk, and Qing Ruxue's face was covered with another layer of loss, and Qing Ruxue sighed secretly when she saw this, she really felt sorry for Sister Xue'er.

"Like snow!"

Coming from afar, Ling Xiao immediately shouted after seeing Qing Ruxue.

This familiar voice made Qing Ruxue's delicate body shock, and when she looked up, she finally saw the face that she had been thinking about for fifteen years.

When she came closer, Qing Ruxue looked at Ling Xiao's completely faded and immature face with tears in her eyes, her jade hand stroked, and she was choked up and speechless for a while.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Ling Xiao took Qing Ruxue into his arms, he didn't know what to do, and kept repeating in a low voice...

Seeing this, Qingru also cried somehow, and quietly jumped off the palace wall in order not to disturb the reunion of the two.

"In the past fifteen years, I've really worked hard for you..."

"Husband, you remember it all. ”

"Yes, I remember it all. ”

The two kept hugging each other tightly, as if they were afraid that they would lose each other if they let go.

It wasn't until the willow tops on the moon that the two slowly let go.

I was going to go to tell Ling Xiaolin the news, but when the husband and wife reunited after fifteen years, they couldn't help but feel uncontrollable, and it was not until the next morning that Ling Xiao went to see Ling Xiaolin.

In the past fifteen years, Ling Xiaolin has also been worrying about Ling Xiao all day long, and even set up a special organization in order to find Ling Xiao's traces.

There has been no news of Ling Wuhuo in the past fifteen years, and there is no news from Ling Wuhuo in the West Pole, so he is always at ease.

Seeing my nephew again, the heart that had been hanging for fifteen years was finally put down.

When Ling Xiao told him the news of Nangong Yi and Nangong Linglong, his original smile retracted again.

"Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son...... Linglong... I didn't expect you to remember, you didn't forget..."

Ling Xiaolin naturally knew Nangong Linglong's identity, but Nangong Linglong said goodbye at that time, and there had been no news for so many years, and he thought that the other party had reneged on the agreement between the two Rao.

So he didn't look for it, the other party was a Tibetan sword clan, and he knew that it was useless to look for it.

He didn't know that Nangong Linglong was forcibly escorted back, let alone that he was pregnant with his own flesh and blood.

After hearing these news, his whole person, who had already cultivated to maintain his youthful appearance, seemed to be ten years old, and suddenly looked vicissitudes.

"He... What's your name?"

After a long time, Ling Xiaolin asked.

"Righteousness. ”

"Ling Yi, it's me, Ling Yi..."

"Originally, it was called Ling Yi, but because the people of the Tibetan Sword clan were very opposed, so they later changed their surname to Nangong Yi. Ling Xiao said lightly.

Ling Xiaolin sighed again and again when he heard this, he could already predict that their mother and son must have suffered a lot of grievances.