Chapter 85: Fate

Demon Lord Legacy?

Lu Shi, the strongest sword saint 10,000 years ago, has heard of the deeds of the demon lord.

I only know that the demon lord died young, but I have never seen this man.

The strongest never meet, and when one is not yet the strongest, there can be another!

When the Sword Saint Lu Shi was crisscrossing the heavens, he had encountered the people of the Demon Lord's inheritance, they were powerful, but they were very low-key, and they seemed to be plotting something.

"It turns out that you are a member of the Demon Lord's inheritance. Lin Feng retracted his thoughts and said with emotion: "It turns out that what you are plotting is to resurrect the Demon Lord. ”

The old man in the black robe didn't care, in the past 20,000 years, there have been the strongest people who have suppressed the world, and they have kept a low profile, for fear of leaking the news. But in this life, the new supreme power has not yet been born, and among the strongest people under the starry sky, their demon lord inheritance occupies a place.

Fearless!

This is destined to be their time!

"So what?" said the black-robed old man proudly.

Lin Feng nodded and said, "Lilac is a saint?"

"Yes. ”

Lin Feng sighed lightly, and wanted to ask, sir, are you looking for the wrong person, how can a stupid girl like Lilac be a saint?

But he knew that the old man in the black robe would not make a mistake, in order to resurrect the demon lord, they had been plotting for 20,000 years, how could they make such a mistake?

The uneasy feeling in Lilac's heart became more and more serious, and her eyes were clouded with a layer of mist, "Young Master, I can't understand what he is saying." ”

Lin Feng pinched her soft and said with a forced smile: "He's talking nonsense, we don't care what he's talking about." ”

He had already sensed what was going to happen next, he forced a smile and asked the black-robed old man, "What do you tell me about Lilac?"

"Lilac is the reincarnation of the Holy Maiden, when she was born, the wind rose in the sky, the thunder dragon roared, and there are all kinds of strange appearances of the golden lotus and the fairy realm, her cultivation is second only to the demon lord, and it is one of the beliefs inherited by the demon lord. ”

Lin Feng looked at Lilac with her head shrunk, such a stupid girl, you told me that she had four different phases when she was born? This is a treatment that no saint has!

Lin Feng asked with a glimmer of hope: "Could you be mistaken, Lilac came to the Lin Mansion when she was three years old, and she is a native of Qingshui City. ”

The black-robed old man shook his head and said slowly: "The holy woman entered the psychic realm at the age of two, recalling her past and present lives. She gave instructions to Elder Ji and took her out of the Holy Land and disappeared. ”

When Lilac first came to Lin Mansion when she was three years old, Lin Feng was six years old, and he remembered what Lilac looked like at that time, a little kid who couldn't stand steadily, with fleshy fingers, and baby fat on his face. What instructions could such a little girl give?

The black-robed old man explained: "The Holy Maiden is the reincarnation of a peerless powerhouse, and she has her own merits. When she and Elder Ji left the Holy Land, they left a letter. ”

The black-robed old man patiently explained that since the holy woman was so dependent on the young man in front of him, he naturally didn't want to offend him, "The content of the letter is: If I want to resurrect the demon lord, I must grow up beside the destined person. It's unpredictable, I can't reveal much, and when I'm seven years old, you'll come looking for me. ”

"Eight years ago, the descendants of the Demon Lord Inheritance on the Shaking Light Continent went to various places to find the traces of the Holy Maiden. ”

"Thousands of people, put down all the affairs in their hands, just to find the whereabouts of the Holy Maiden. ”

"Eight years, eight whole years, finally let me find it!"

"The sky is endless, my demon lord inheritance!" the black-robed old man sighed when he thought of this.

Lin Feng was silent, he never expected that the lilac that was by his side every day and night was such an identity.

"What about Elder Ji, doesn't he know the whereabouts of Lilac, why did he ask you to look for so many years?" The old man who sent Lilac into the Lin Mansion that day should be Elder Ji.

The black-robed old man shook his head, "We found Elder Ji, and after finding him, we understood why the Holy Maiden was reluctant to reveal her whereabouts. ”

"Elder Ji died of heaven's curse! The heavenly tribulation fell, and he was killed instantly!"

"That's why the saint doesn't want to reveal her whereabouts!"

Lin Feng sighed lightly, everything made sense. He looked behind him at Lilac, who was covering her ears.

Lilac was like a frightened rabbit, shrinking and covering her ears, her eyes were hazy.

"I don't know anything, I don't know. Lilac cried with a crying voice.

Lin Feng raised his hand and stroked the lilac's soft hair, his eyes full of tenderness.

He believed Lilac's words, ten years, ten years of getting along day and night, he couldn't know her better.

She likes to listen to stories, likes beautiful flowers, likes to sit and eat snacks with him, likes to make trouble when he is reading, likes to find him to sue Li's mother, likes beautiful clothes, and likes to listen to others praise herself......

He knew what she liked and what she didn't like, such a girl was simply distressing.

But she is the saintess of the Demon Lord's inheritance.

Lin Feng comforted Lilac: "No matter who you are, you are a Lilac, and no one can change it." ”

Lilac nodded desperately, tears pouring down like pearls.

Lin Feng sighed softly in his heart, he sighed not because of Lilac's identity, but because he knew that he couldn't keep Lilac and shouldn't keep it.

Everyone has a mission, and he knows it all too well.

Lilac, like him, is a powerful reincarnation.

He is the reincarnation of the strongest sword saint Lu Shi, and Lilac is the reincarnation of the peerless powerhouse demon lord inheritance saintess, as the reincarnated body, there are too many responsibilities to shoulder.

Just as he had to refuse Mo Chou's invitation to go to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect with him, Lilac also had to leave his side.

They all have a mission that they have to accomplish.

This is the fate of reincarnated people!

They are not reincarnated to survive, but to continue their unfinished mission.

This is the goal they have been pursuing all their lives!

Lin Feng turned around, faced Lilac, and quietly looked at the girl who had been with him for ten years.

Lilac raised her head as if she was conscious, pitiful and distressing.

Lin Feng wiped her tears for her and said softly.

"Life is as short as the dew dissipates,

People are on the go in search of answers.

Fortune is like the sea undulating,

The lapid vein circuit is long.

The sword sings a sad song in the night,

The years are like mottled bronze mirrors.

The heavenly flames knock on the gates of the earth,

The stars of the years depict the vicissitudes of life.

criss-crossing the world,

Who can understand that the world is like chess. ”

Lilac looked at Lin Feng blankly, not knowing why the young master said these words to her.

Lin Feng wiped her tear-filled face with her sleeve, and said softly: "Lilac, this is the fate of reincarnated people. If this day and this cloud obscure your fate, you have to use the sword in your hand to split the sky on your head, so that the clouds will disappear. ”

Lin Feng took her hand, walked forward slowly, and asked, "Lilac, are you afraid?"

Lilac pursed her lips so that the tears would no longer flow, "With the young master, I am not afraid of anything." ”

Silly girl.

Lin Feng and Ding Xiang stood still in front of the black-robed old man, and he asked Ding Xiang again, "Without me, are you afraid?"

Lilac's tears could no longer be held back, she hugged Lin Feng's hand and cried, "No! I don't want to! I don't want to leave the young master!"

Lin Feng sighed softly and touched her head. Will she allow herself to touch her head like this in the future?

He said to the black-robed old man, "You...... Take her away. ”

The black-robed old man had a complicated expression, and it was his mission and fate to take away the cloves.

No matter how powerful a person is, he cannot resist fate.

He nodded, grabbing Lilac's hand.

"I don't want to! I don't want to leave you! Young master! Young master......" Lilac was crying heartbreakingly, her expression was sad, she didn't want to leave, she didn't want to leave, she wanted to stay by the young master's side for the rest of her life.

Lin Feng's heart was as hard as iron, he broke away from Lilac's hand and turned to leave.

He crossed Lei Xiyue, Lin Yun, Cao De, and Guping, and walked in the direction of Zhongding City, and he didn't look back.

"Young Master, Young Master, why don't you want me anymore! Woo woo! Lilac doesn't disturb your cultivation, Lilac doesn't steal your things, Lilac will be very well-behaved, don't abandon me." ”

"Lilac listens to you for everything, Lilac is no longer naughty, young master...... Whining...... Master. "Tears ran down Lilac's eyes, down to her cheeks, to her chin, to the hem of her garment, to soak the ground.

"Young Master...... Young Master......"

Lin Feng's heart was as hard as iron, he didn't look back, he didn't shed tears.

The wind blew his shirt, his body looked a little thin, and his figure gradually became smaller and smaller in Lilac's eyes, so small that it was faintly invisible.

Lei Xiyue and Lin Yun watched this scene silently, they didn't know what to say, and they couldn't say anything.

Lilac suddenly shouted: "Life is like a reverse journey, you and I are both pedestrians." I hope that the first meeting will live up to the heart. ”

"I hope that the first meeting will live up to the heart. Lin Feng heard it, this was the poem that Lilac had just said, and he read these two sentences repeatedly.

He still didn't look back, didn't shed tears.