"Originally, I thought I would never be able to win against you, but it's a pity that because of your arrogance to the point of extreme stupidity, you made a move that I didn't expect, and you actually tried to cut off my use of the power of the rules from the idea of condensing the rules to putting them into action. ”

Wan Ji'an looked up to the sky and laughed loudly at this time, laughing so much that the opponent was suspicious, and after Wan Ji'an had laughed, the other party frowned and asked.

"What do you mean?"

Seeing that the other party was still in the dark by his own stupidity at this time, Wan Ji'an also withdrew his smile and said the last words lightly.

"In order to cut off the connection between my consciousness and behavior, you have given a meaning and premise of 'making me unable to move' to your immovable rule, and it has also become a meaningless and indiscriminatory offensive because you have cut off my immovable thoughts, thus allowing me to give meaning to the rule force, do you think that your 'let me not move' can still have half a way to live in the face of my meaninglessness and indifference, and in addition, don't you know that 'can't move' is precisely the 'loophole' of your immovable rule?"

For a long time, the other party has been immersed in the process of self-realization, even if he knows very well that he will die in the next moment, he will no longer have the opportunity to further consolidate what he has learned and then pursue the way of heaven, but the relieved expression on his face at this moment also made Wan Ji'an on the side feel deeply gratified.

Although the battle is helpless, and the parting of life and death caused by the battle is even more sorrowful, people should never let themselves fall into such a situation of dividing in two, everyone should and should have a third or even a fourth choice.

The death battle between two people is the result of the disintegration of their positions, and the battle is not necessary, because the battle is always to serve the situation, as long as the opponent can be killed, the battle can be replaced by any means, so the two people who are caught in the death war think that they can control their own destiny and future, but in fact they are just a chess piece in the hands of the people behind the scenes who can be discarded at any time.

When Wan Ji'an shot to kill the other party, he could see the feeling in the other party's eyes, without a trace of remorse, but it was still mixed with a kind of hope for life, but Wan Ji'an would never give the other party such hope, he wiped everything out in his memory and embarked on a new journey again.

Wan Ji'an, who returned to Asuka Xiaozhu after three years, knocked on the door gently, but after a long time, no one came to open the door, Wan Ji'an was suspicious, thinking of all the dangers encountered on the road before, he couldn't help but feel a little more worried, but when he was about to push the door in, the door opened, but the person who opened the door was not someone he was familiar with.

"Your Excellency is Wan Ji'an?"

The person who opened the door did not look at Wan Ji'an's appearance, but lowered his head very respectfully and asked in a subordinate posture.

"I'm Wan Ji'an. ”

Wan Ji'an replied very concisely, he didn't have too many thoughts in his heart at this time, Asuka Xiaozhu looked no different from ordinary people from the outside, but in fact, this place was extraordinary, even the people of the vast city were difficult to break, although he didn't know the person in front of him, but the doubt in his heart had long disappeared.

As the next person entered the Asuka Xiaozhu, the other party led the way, the road was naturally a familiar road, but the direction of the past made Wan Ji feel suspicious, because this road led directly to the bamboo forest, but the next person was absolutely not allowed to enter the bamboo forest.

However, Wan Ji'an still quietly came all the way to the bamboo forest, and before he was about to enter, sure enough, the man stopped and said.

"When you arrive, please enter the rest of the road yourself. ”

After speaking, the servant bowed very respectfully and left, leaving Wan Ji'an alone, he looked at the familiar bamboo forest in front of him, and there was a strange emotion in his heart, and the figure that jumped in his mind gradually became clearer, and slowly let the memories also appear in his mind one by one.

Two hundred years, two hundred years, although he does not come here every year to pay his respects, but whenever he is free, he will come here, because there is a person who lives here that is the most important to him, although this person has never belonged to him, but Wan Ji'an knows that this person has left him enough to support him to this day.

After entering the bamboo forest, Wan Ji'an slightly used the rules of movement to perceive, and did not find any flow of breath around his body, this surface has no traces of people at least within a radius of ten miles, where did Crane Baimei go, and where did his grandson Crane Zhanbiao go, Wan Ji'an didn't know, maybe they had already left Asuka Xiaozhu, but because he Wan Ji'an might come, so he deliberately left someone to guide himself to meet them.

After thinking about it for a while, Wan Ji'an came to the tombstone, and unlike in the original dream, the tombstone in front of him was not an anonymous tombstone, the tombstone had a name engraved on it.

"Wen Niang, I've come to see you. ”

Wan Ji'an said silently in his heart, the tombstone is spotless, and there are no fallen leaves around this bamboo forest, which is obviously cleaned every day, although Wan Ji'an has never known who is taking care of this bamboo forest, but he knows that this person is by no means He Baimei, nor is he Baimei directing it.

Wan Ji'an took local materials, broke off a bamboo branch, and then placed it in front of the tombstone, this is one thing he will do every time he comes here, Wen Niang doesn't like flowers, but prefers bamboo, whether she is alive or after death, there is a bamboo forest to accompany her, this may be the best place for her.

After staying in front of the tombstone for a long time, Wan Ji'an got up slowly, but did not return along the road he came, but walked deeper into the bamboo forest along a path that no one had ever walked on.

The attic is very dilapidated, apparently uninhabited for a long time, and you can smell a rancid smell before you get closer, apparently there are rotting animal carcasses inside, but the smell does not stop Wan Ji'an's footsteps, as Wan Ji'an enters the attic, the ground under his feet makes a "crunch" sound, obviously because of disrepair, the corruption of the attic has almost reached the point that it is difficult to withstand the pressure of any heavy objects.

The rules of Wanji Anyun's start, gradually went deep into the attic, to the second floor, a room that had long lost the door panel caught his attention, when he approached the room, saw the furnishings inside, a burst of memories in his heart resurfaced, in the memory of this is the room where Wen Niang lived.

Wan Ji'an didn't enter, although the person was dead, but what she said was still vivid, this room was a forbidden place for him, he never entered, two hundred years ago, he was just peeping outside with the corner of his eye, but at that time there was still a door in the room, so he didn't see the interior furnishings and decoration, and now even if the door is gone, Wan Ji'an's eyes still haven't stayed too much at the door of the room, maybe this is also a kind of insistence that belongs to him Wan Ji'an. 90 look

At the end of the road on the second floor, there were two other rooms, one of which still had the door, but because of the disrepair, the door was completely stuck in the broken wood and difficult to open again.

Yes, this is his room, although he is now home all over the world, and because of his mysterious identity background, he has a pivotal position in the entire Middle Heaven Realm, but no matter where he goes, whether he is buried in the world, or some other high-ranking family, for him, the only place to return is only this room that is only seven zhang in size.

The room was already empty, and there were faint lines that had been carved on the yellowed walls of the gray, and when he saw those lines, Wan Ji'an's mouth showed a faint smile, two hundred years ago, he sat on the bed against the wall, and used his fingernails to draw this line on the wall, to record the time, and on that day when he didn't see the light of day, he could only prove that he was alive by perceiving the sounds outside the room.

The sound of the swaying of the bamboo forest, the hissing of birds and animals, and the ...... The gentle voice of the woman who was called Wen Niang by the maid was like a heavenly voice to Wan Ji'an.

Yes, Wan Ji'an has never seen Wen Niang alive, the only side is on the day she died, when she was buried in the loess, the parting side, for Wan Ji'an, two hundred years of nightmares, two hundred years of liberation, when he saw the light of day, when he returned to reality from the non-existent time and space, he suddenly had a feeling, whether he should not come back, should he continue to stay in that dark place, at least there can be a natural sound that can heal his inner wounds can wash his sinful heart.

But such a kind of repentance is too absurd for him two hundred years ago, anyone has the value of their existence, and any life has a reason why it should not be abandoned, he kills, he does evil, he washes the world in blood, just to prove his worth, and he is imprisoned, exiled, and abandoned by heaven and earth, which also proves that those lives killed by him have reasons why they should not be abandoned, but looking back two hundred years later, what is the value and reason for all this?

As the memory slowly faded, Wan Ji'an left the room, left the attic, and slowly turned back the way he came, and when he returned to the tombstone again, he suddenly found a person standing in front of the tombstone.

It seemed familiar from the back, but even someone he knew would never have come to this place and appear in front of this tombstone.

Wan Ji'an was stunned all of a sudden, why didn't he perceive his existence, even if he fell into memories before, fell into obsession and thought about the reason and value of life, he didn't let down his vigilance, but now this person can come here without being noticed by his rules of movement, Wan Ji'an's first question was immediately suppressed by great vigilance.

"Don't be so nervous, I have no ill will. ”

Slowly turning the figure, Wan Ji was shocked, he had seen this face, but he had only seen it once, it was in the Dong family, in Luo Tian's independent space, when the other party extracted Luo Tian's three souls and one soul.

"It's you, Jiang Xiaoyun!"

Jiang Xiaoyun's appearance made Wan Ji feel at ease, he remembered that the kind of means that the other party showed in the independent space at that time was enough to be called the way of heaven, this person's strength was not at all comparable to himself and Luo Tian, and even if it was a master and a child, the Demon Refining Emperor was probably not his opponent.

Jiang Xiaoyun didn't speak, no matter whether he was Jiang Xiaoyun at this time or not, but for Wan Ji'an at this time, since he appeared here, and he was facing that tombstone for a time before he came, it means that the experience of two hundred years may also be inextricably linked with this person.

"Who the hell are you?"

Wan Ji'an suddenly had a strong fear in his heart, for the first time in his life, he was afraid, what he was afraid of was not what his future fate would be, but precisely because he was afraid that he would say something that denied his insistence on being a human being for the past two hundred years.

"I think, shouldn't you ask me how I met Wen Qian at this moment?"

Wen Qian!

When Jiang Xiaoyun said the name Wen Qian in his mouth, Wan Ji'an was stunned for a moment, this is a completely unfamiliar name, but Wan Ji'an quickly realized that he was talking about Wen Niang.

"I forgot, you don't know her name. ”

Jiang Xiaoyun also smiled at this time, laughing casually, without any sarcasm in it, but this kind of dialogue made Wan Ji'an's face sink like water, and the unbearable memory in his heart also emerged again.

Yes, he didn't know Wen Niang's name, and he was able to know that the title "Wen Niang" was also heard from the maid's name for her, since it was her maid, naturally he wouldn't call her by her real name, and at the moment of her death, Wan Ji'an's mixed state of mind didn't have time to ask her name.

But at this moment, the moment this name came out of Jiang Xiaoyun's mouth, Wan Ji Anxin suddenly became cold, and he asked almost subconsciously.

"Two hundred years ago, you were the one who exiled me to a non-existent plane?"

Two hundred years ago, in the non-existent time and space, the moment the two key nouns came out of Wan Ji'an's mouth, Jiang Xiaoyun suddenly had a move in his hand, Wan Ji'an wanted to move the condensation rules to resist, but his resistance was in vain, even if there was no independent space created by the incarnation of the Heavenly Throne, Jiang Xiaoyun easily let all the rules of Wan Ji'an's condensation fail.

However, at this moment, Wan Ji'an heard a noise behind him, and when he turned back suddenly, he saw that the original dilapidated attic was completely new at this time, exactly the same as two hundred years ago, at the same time, Jiang Xiaoyun said.

"What would you do if I gave you a chance to start over, to go back two hundred years, to make the choice you made again?"