The huge roar still roared in his ears, like a huge starting machine, under the crush, Jing Xian only felt a pain like broken bones, maybe, soon, maybe immediately, he will become one with the land under him, the so-called fallen leaves return to the roots, is this the case?

"Brother Jing, wake up, Brother Jing?" Su Ling's silver bell-like crying voice appeared in his mind, Jing Xian didn't open his eyes as if he had seen her voice and smile, but he was very strange, why he didn't think of Duanmurui at this dying moment, but ~щww~~lā

Jing Xian opened his eyes that seemed to have been covered with blood, his eyes were stinging, and the jerky feeling made him unable to open his eyes, but when he opened them, he did not see the sea of corpses and blood again, but it was black, and if you looked closely, there would be water and light flowing. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Su Ling saw that Jing Xian woke up, and hurriedly supported the latter's neck so that he could sit up.

Jing Xian was still a little stunned at this time, as if she didn't understand what had happened just now, her face was full of confusion, her eyes looked straight at Su Ling, she was still like that, clean and pretty, but she didn't know when, her face was already stained with some smudges.

Jing Xian reached out to wipe the stains off Su Ling's face, such a rude action made the latter's pretty face red, although he didn't open his hand, his body was like an electric shock and took a few steps back, at this time she was as restrained as a cute little Lori.

Jing Xian didn't react at all, his arm hung down weakly, his heart was bleak, desolate, and sad: I have been here for three months, this is the fourth month, and I have escaped death many times, whether it is the fight with Huangfu Qi at the beginning, or the inexplicable battle with that She Gu in Poluo City, or the four bullies in Lingfeng City, the five murderers in Qingfeng City, and the pursuit of Xu Hai, and as for Li Ba in Jujia City, the power is nothing, only Ling Tian is on top of it, Saving Su Ling, and before, he was almost taken away by the old monster, etc., these are all things that happened to him in three months, oh no, it is not an exaggeration to say that it happened in two months, because he has been cultivating in Wuyuan Pavilion for the whole month of June, which is the first time in his life that he has lived such a comfortable life.

Now, he doesn't know what these things happened to him in the past three months, just so that he has the ability to rob his relatives when Duanmurui gets married, but he is worried that if Duanmurui refuses to go with him at that time, how will he deal with himself.

The future seems so unpredictable, it seems so treacherous and difficult to discern, and even about to lose the confidence to fight again, Jing Xian feels that he is about to collapse, if the time comes, Duanmurui is like this, dodging and retreating, what should he do, that kind of scene, I don't even dare to think about it.

Jing Xian never realized that he was such a glass-hearted person, in his previous life, he was always known for his coldness, and no one had ever seen him laugh, so he was called a cold-blooded man in the industry. Even he didn't know that he would be so upset about emotional matters, if such news came out in his previous life, I am afraid that the entire killer world would be shaken, and then there would be all kinds of objects that controlled him......

The killer should be ruthless, but the killer has no choice but to enter the industry because of love, and he is not reckless with emotion, and everyone is shocked when he moves.

"Brother Jing...... What happened to you? Su Ling saw that Jing Xian's situation was not right: his eyes were red, and tears were about to fall, so he hurriedly took a few steps closer and asked with a red face. The latter did not answer, his eyes were blank, but they revealed a heartbreaking melancholy and despair.

Finally, tears flowed from Jing Xian's eyes, and soon his vision was blurred, the feeling of twitching his nose but not being able to cry was very uncomfortable, let the tears rag on his face, Jing Xian didn't wipe it, his mind was not here at all now.

Suddenly, there was a roar in his mind, and suddenly there was a violent fluctuation of spiritual power rippling in his mind, Jing Xian's mind was suddenly sucked into the spiritual aperture, here, he saw again that he didn't know when it had grown a lot, and the balanced spiritual ball was also suspended in the spiritual aperture, which was different from usual, and now it was exuding an extremely gorgeous light around it.

Under the faint but brilliant light, a mottled black square board of unknown material is quietly suspended, looking at it, the criss-cross fine lines on it seem to be a chessboard, but unlike the general chessboard, there are many complex carvings on this chessboard, similar to this pattern has been seen in the plastic tire method before, but here and the plastic tire method is simply not a level, the mysterious degree, which makes people dizzy.

Just when Jing Xian's eyes were dizzy, many scenes began to appear on the black chessboard, and if you look closely, this heavenly chessboard really seems to be a heaven and earth, and there are many strong forces between heaven and earth, but later because of the expansion and invasion of the blood demon clan, this piece of heaven and earth began to become tragic, after a full hundred years of siege by the blood demon clan and human beings, human beings finally won the victory.

The price is that hundreds of millions of corpses are ambushed, bleeding and drifting, and the Lingzu Continent has fallen into a thousand-year period of extinction.

What makes Jing Xian more interested is that his dream-like experience is also recorded in this heavenly chessboard, and similar records have been recorded more than once, but when Jing Xian found out that in the last battle, there was really his own figure, his eyes changed, how could this record that originally belonged to history appear by itself?

"Afterlife!" The majestic voice resounded through the spiritual aperture, making Jing Xian's nerves tense suddenly, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a figure sitting quietly on the chessboard, or on the balanced spirit ball, and a condescending appearance made Mr. Jing not feel the slightest dissatisfaction.

Jing Xian was smart and didn't speak, if it was not bad as expected, this guy must be a certain power, and he couldn't find it in his own spiritual sea, which shows that this person's strength is really strong, but at least he can know that he has no hostility towards him, and he will not forcibly give up as before.

"Do you know that you are reincarnated! Thousands of years ago, you were a disciple of this seat, but thanks to your teacher, you ventured deep into the Blood Demon Clan......" The figure seemed to think for a long time, and the sadness in his eyes also affected Jing Xian's shocked mood. He never believed in reincarnation, but if he calculated it this way, which one was his disciple, and he himself had accidentally crossed over, so there should be no misunderstanding.

"The destruction of the Blood Demon Clan is naturally invaluable to you, but the world can't tolerate you, so you have to ...... as a teacher" The figure was already heartbroken when he said this, Jing Xian basically guessed that his dream was true, he was really like the so-called Blood Demon Clan, covered in blood, and the heavier the blood, the more brutal he became.

"Sending you into reincarnation is what the teacher can do for you in the end, even if it accelerates the life of the teacher." The man took a long breath, then emptied his lungs, looked at Jing Xian with sharp eyes, and said:

"The Blood Demon Clan is basically extinct from the Spirit Ancestor Continent, and the Blood Demons left on the Spirit Continent have also been sealed, but they still have to prevent ill-intentioned people from contaminating the Spirit Ancestor Continent with the help of the power of the Blood Demon! Disciple, there are many things in the world that cannot be chosen, and since I am a disciple of the Heavenly Spirit Ancestor, even if I enter reincarnation, I have a heavenly responsibility! ”