I put the shark beads on the table, Wushan's eyes widened, and I pointed at me with a finger and said:

"You, you're crazy!"

"That's right, I'm just crazy, I'd rather scatter my cultivation than bring her back. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info For so many years, I have been awakened by nightmares all the time, and I have always remembered her betrayal! ”

I stared at Wushan with resentment, and suddenly smiled evilly:

"I don't remember your betrayal ...... all the time"

"Click, click."

The tea overflowed the teacup, and Wushan was stunned, completely at a loss.

I said indifferently to Wushan: "I have given so much for this world, I have given them life, but they have abandoned me, why should I continue to be this god and dedicate myself to the world?" ”

Wushan blinked silently:

"Such resentment, such revenge, seeing the people in this world who have been abandoned by us, seeing them crying when they encounter injustice, seeing such injustice, killing, and powerful world, Ziyuan, are you really happy?"

I sneered indifferently;

"What do you have to do with me?"

Wushan stopped pouring tea and finally looked up at me. I thought I had finally touched his heartstrings, and he was going to start angry, heartbroken.

I started to get excited, my eyes were getting deeper and deeper, brighter and brighter, and beautiful enough to draw people into my whirlpool.

Sensing the strangeness, he slowly stood up and walked over to me, pressing his index finger to the center of my eyebrows before I was ready. Time fell silent, and I could hear Wushan's slow heartbeat, for a moment.

Wushan took a deep breath and put his fingers down, and with a trembling hand, he picked up the teacup and took a sip of water to calm his shocked mood

"Where's your soul?" He asked me.

"You don't need to know, I'm just here to see if you've been tormented and crazy by this thousand years of loneliness, it seems that you're doing well." With that, I stood up and prepared to leave.

"Heaven and earth have their own laws, you will destroy your own!" Wushan shouted behind me

I turned to look at him and said, "I don't care. "Yes, now I don't care about anyone but her. I just want to know the truth back then. I said this to myself.

In fact, in those silent nights, I was also confused, what am I for......

Out of the woods, I took a deep breath of the outside air. Shaoyuan was already waiting at the ferry, and I walked slowly in the direction of the ferry. Shaoyuan saw me busy and ushered in:

"Master, Dutou has already negotiated, this old man is so strange that he doesn't want money, what do he want to die."

I smiled and listened to Shaoyuan's babbling, grabbed the stone in my hand and walked towards the boatman.

"Master, master, wait for me."

Shaoyuan shouted as he chased after him.

I walked up to the boatman and handed the stone in my hand, which was already soaked in my sweat, to the boatman, who took the stone and looked up at me before speaking:

"Get on board." I nodded and beckoned Shaoyuan to carry my luggage. As soon as he got on the boat, Shaoyuan fainted. I immediately raised my vigilance. But he saw the boatman laugh and said:

"It's not a good situation for a mortal to see. Hahahaha"

I smiled indifferently and walked towards the tunnel of time and space.

"Is that really good? Let him go and see the man......"

"There is destiny in the dark, the sky should change, Ziyuan, come in and have a cup of tea."

Wushan stepped into the small attic, followed closely by another black-robed man......

In the early years of the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty quelled civil strife and restored orthodoxy. The Han world is prosperous. I walked on the street with Shaoyuan, looking at the surrounding shops, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, after several years of self-cultivation, the Han could no longer see the panic of the war, the pain of the people.

I looked at this prosperous commercial market, and there was no joy or sorrow in my heart. I know that this is because of the result of my soul binding, I can't be soft-hearted, I have to be ruthless and desireless for my own obsessions.

Shaoyuan is a child after all, and in such a lively business market, he has already let go of his legs and doesn't know where to run. I shook my head, smiled helplessly, picked up my baggage and walked to the teahouse on the side. The teahouse has a large population and a lot of people, maybe where can I know who my destined person is on the death stone.

As soon as I entered the tea room, I was warmly welcomed by Xiao Er, and I sat down at the table and waited for the tea to be served. Observing the surroundings, all kinds of slender men, or traders carrying goods, as well as merchants from afar, everyone huddled together and chatted freely in this small teahouse.

I breathe in the turbid air, and the sun is shining brightly outside, but I don't feel the slightest warmth, cold, cold. That's the only perception I have, looking at the crowd, I can't fit in. Suddenly, the stone lit up, and I suddenly got up and rushed out of the door without saying hello to Shaoyuan, chasing after the instructions.

I followed the guidance of the Death Stone and headed west out of the outskirts of the city, but I didn't expect the Life Stone to stop in front of a tombstone. I walked slowly, and the tombstone was nameless and nameless. I slowly crouched down, reaching out and touching the tombstone with cold tentacles.

I panicked, my fists clenched into my fingernails and stabbed into my palms. I don't know why the destined person brought by the Death Stone is dead, or if I'm too late. I looked at the wordless monument in front of me in disbelief, and stepped back step by step, I didn't believe that my life ended like this, wandering around various interfaces all my life, I didn't believe that I couldn't open the flood and wait for her to return.

I fell to my knees in front of the tombstone, anger burning in my heart. I roared in my heart:

"Impossible, without this obsession, I can't make up the seven emotions and six desires, I can't open the flood, God won't treat me so badly, no!" Sweat mixed with tears, drop by drop, soaked into the dust, I laughed. Suddenly I stood up and shouted backwards:

"What people, come out!"

There was silence all around, only the rustle of the leaves in the wind, and I turned and walked towards a bush next to me, and I approached step by step, just as I was about to push the grass away with my hands, a child rolled out of it.

The child's eyes were bright, his thin cheeks were resolute, and his pursed lips were not at all like what a four-year-old child could express. I looked at him slowly, this child was richly dressed but disheveled, his whole body was noble, and his terrifying majesty emanated from his bones. This child is either rich or expensive.

Before I could speak, the boy opened his mouth:

"Who are you?"

There is a kind of domineering in the tone.

I crouched down and looked at the child:

"Who are you?"

The boy pursed his lips and cast his gaze on the tombstone next to him:

"Are you his friend?"

I asked curiously, "And who are you?" ”

The child's eyes were full of sorrow:

"He was my close guard, dying for me."

(To be continued.) )