Tang Yin seemed to have had a long, long dream.

In his dream, he loves killing and is bloodthirsty. Don enjoyed the pleasure of slowly splitting the throat of a man, enjoying the pleasure of ravaging the enemy's head, just as his master had done to him.

Once upon a time, he lived to kill, fight, and then die in a struggle to be freed.

Until he met someone, someone who really understood his heart. His name is Xie Wendong.

His only failure, defeat at the hands of Xie Wendong, was a turning point in his life.

"I believe that the world can be changed, life can be repeated, destiny can be in your own hands, and fate can be left to me."

He likes Xie Wendong, likes the feeling of being happy with him, likes to be by his side, and always meets opponents who satisfy his desire to kill.

In the park, he killed nearly a thousand gangs and hurt Aotian, just to repay Xie Wendong's favor.

"I thought we could be friends, even brothers!" Brother, is a word he can't touch, facing Xie Wendong's smiling eyes, he flinched on the surface, but drew a perfect exclamation mark in his heart.

Hongmen Summit, he created the Moon Pavilion.

In the ambush, he killed the two elders and rescued Gao Qiang.

In order to save Jin Rong, he was willing to risk his life with Xie Wendong. "Even if you cripple me, I'll have to crawl."

Concise knife technique, he killed Xin Chou with an evil smile. Like a ghost again, he disappeared from Xie Wendong's sight. From now on, we will look at the end of the world.

He has always called him Xie Wendong, and he has always called him Tang Yin.

In the world, anyone may betray you and leave you, including your loved ones, but true friends will never be. Knowing that there is a fire pit in front of him, he can also smile and have no hesitation for the other party.

It was a long dream, very tiring, but also very happy.

"Tick, tick......" Tang Yin opened his eyes, a drop of water dripped on the tip of his nose, obviously the canopy was leaking.

He rolled over and sat up, suddenly feeling a pinprick in his head. It's as if someone has poured a lot of memories that shouldn't belong to you. Otherworldly memories were mixed up with modern memories, like a mess of sticky paste, turning his mind upside down. He snorted and fell back into bed.

Something was flashing with a strange light in his ears, Tang Yin squinted and glanced at it, and found that it was the pair of waning moon scimitars. At this time, the blade is shining brightly, and the light waves flow like water. Tang Yin couldn't help but touch the light spot, and suddenly his body trembled, as if an electric current was passing through him, Tang Yin was numb for a while, and he lost consciousness again.

When I woke up again, I was woken up by the noisy ringtone.

In the haze, Tang Yin picked up the phone with some kind of memory.

"Good morning sir, it's six thirty a.m. Our store morningcall that you requested. Today, the temperature in Chengdu is 22 degrees, and the weather is fine. We hope you have a great trip today. ”

Tang Yin listened to the phone call, "Chengdu? So familiar. He muttered to himself, looked at the white telephone in his hand, and suddenly threw it to the ground with a scream.

"Electric ...... Phone? Tang Yin got out of bed and looked out the window.

Busy traffic, towering high-rise buildings, bustling crowds. Tang Yin slammed a hammer in his heart.

That's right, he is now in a completely different world from the Haotian Empire. The world in the depths of memory. Modern, Chengdu!

At this time, Tang Yin was wearing a casual T-shirt and leaning on the side of the bed with a leisurely evil smile.

After a moment of drowsiness, now Tang Yin's chaotic memories have also been sorted out. He looked helplessly out the window. When he finally found the purpose of his life and wanted to start a new life, God sent him to the other world, and when he made achievements in the other world and wanted to enjoy peaceful happiness, God sent him back. Is this a trick of fate, or is it God's favor.

Perhaps, he lived his life to fight hard.

It's just that when he comes back this time, he still has concerns, the woman he loves the most, Yin Rou. I don't know if she'll be heartbroken. Thinking of this, Tang Yin's heart ached.

Suddenly, he realized as if he had lost something. What is it?

There was a sound behind him, and Tang Yin made a deft leap, turned around and hid on the side of the bed.

"Oops, oops, it hurts...... Come, come on, get water. This voice frightened Tang Yin, and he saw that there were still people in the back room.

The man didn't seem to realize what was happening, and called the maid's name in a daze, "What...... Why doesn't anyone pay attention to me, Xiao Yu, Xiao Yun? I heard a thud, the sound of glass breaking, and the lamp fell to the ground and shattered.

The man in the room jumped, drew his sword from his waist, and refused to face him. The guard swirled in place. "Who are you? If you have Dan, you will come out! ”

There was another bang, and the bedside table was kicked to the ground. The man jerked around and slashed the cabinet in half. The swarthy noodle hall was terrifying at this time.

Tang Yin fixed his eyes and looked at it, isn't this crazy person Shangguan Yuanrang.

At this time, Yuan Rang was wearing a simple armor, but his figure was much thinner, and his long flowing hair was gone, replaced by a clean and somewhat green face. However, apparently, Shangguan Yuanrang was temporarily blind.

Tang Yin stood up and was about to help Guan Yuanrang. Suddenly, there was another murmur, "This ...... Is this the underworld? ”

I saw a thin figure struggling from the bed, he was dressed in a linen robe, and his eyes were also confused. No need to ask, this person is Jiang Fan.

"Jiang Fan?" Shangguan Yuanrang, who was blindly chopping, was suddenly stunned. "We, where are we?"

"Yuan let ......," Jiang Fan sighed, "You're here too." ”

Tang Yin asked this, he couldn't smile bitterly, he strode to the back room and took Shangguan Yuanrang's hand. Shangguan Yuanrang jumped up with a loud scream. "Yuan Rang, it's me."

"King!" Both of them shouted in unison. Then, Shangguan Yuanrang's face drooped again. "It seems that we were all killed by Wan Xun's dead girl."

Tang Yin laughed, "Don't be afraid, we're not dead, you're just a little blind in your eyes." ”

"Not dead?" Shangguan Yuanrang touched his body and smiled, "Then where are we?" ”

"Let's ......" Before Tang Yin finished speaking, the two seemed to have a tacit understanding, and fainted with a bang.

Finding Tang Yin means finding the backbone. As long as he is there, they are not afraid, their bodies and minds are relaxed, and fatigue comes, so they also fall asleep.

The two of them slept like this for several hours, and it was already dusk in the blink of an eye. The two of them can still sleep, Tang Yin can't stand it, he hasn't eaten for a long time, and his stomach is singing. Tang Yin looked at the unconscious two helplessly, and quietly walked out of the private room.

Coming to the busy world of flowers, Tang Yin sighed. Unexpectedly, the power of the explosion involved Shangguan Yuanrang and Jiang Fan in this world, and they all seemed to have become the same as more than forty years ago, that is, the age when they had just left modern times. It's just that they come from a distant ancient otherworld, how can they survive here? Tang Yin had a headache.

The evening glow is unusually beautiful, and couples stroll down the streets. Tang Yin felt sad when he saw it, but he was afraid that he would never see Rou'er again. However, he did not regret leaving Yin Rou in the palace. Bringing her here will only make her miserable.

Thinking about his thoughts, Tang Yin passed by a bar, felt that the door number was very familiar, and felt confused, so he walked in.