[Latest chapter reading.] That whisper is frozen here

This moment is eternal

In front of the young man was a castle, and under this magnificent castle, the figure of the young man was particularly weak

But there was a light in his eyes, and there was hope, happiness, excitement, and a little separation in the light

Then the young man walked in

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" asked the young man as he stepped into the gate of the castle when someone stopped him in his way

"I'm looking for ......" came to their mouths, but young people didn't know who to say.

Who is he looking for? The person he is looking for is dead, she has disappeared between heaven and earth

How many people in this world will be able to remember her?

"I'm looking for Peng Kun," the young man said

"Oh, Steward Peng, I'll go and announce, you wait here first" The man heard Peng Kun's name, and immediately passed it inside

After this man left, there was no one to guard the gate, and this guard was really lax

The young man did not wait for the person to pass the word, but entered the Majiabao

The young man seemed familiar with the path, and kept turning and turning towards one place

Majiabao is not so lax, and some people see the young man, although he is unfamiliar, but he is very familiar with Majiabao, and no one cares

The back garden of Majiapu is now a forbidden place, and everyone is forbidden to enter here

"Stop, who let you in?" a voice rang out, very angry

After all, Ma Mingyong's granddaughter is buried here, and no one can enter here except for himself and that person

The young man looked back at the man, stunned, and then smiled

"Dragon...... Long Ling" the man said in surprise and incredulity

Long Ling's appearance, he recognized it, and he was still familiar with it, when the Ge family respected the strong man here, Long Ling exerted his strength and defeated it easily, such a power, no one can beat it

And this person is Peng Kun

Peng Kun immediately glanced at Long Ling, but he didn't feel the breath on Long Ling's body, as if Long Ling hadn't cultivated at all, like a newborn baby

And he would not regard Long Ling as a person who had not cultivated, Long Ling was powerful, he knew that looking at Long Ling now, he just thought that Long Ling was strong and incomprehensible

"I want to go see Yue'er," Long Ling said

Peng Kun naturally won't stop it, that person is worth Long Ling, he knows the relationship between Long Ling and Ma Yue'er

Then, Long Ling entered the back garden, and a cemetery appeared in front of him, which he built with his own hands, and the people in the tomb were also buried by him

The purple orchid gave the entire garden a fragrant atmosphere, and Long Ling showed a hint of a smile

"Yue'er, do you know, I brought you the purple orchid seed again, I'll plant it now, let this flower accompany you," Long Ling said softly

In the middle of the garden, the emaciated figure began to dig into the soil, and then carefully put the seeds into the soil

"He's back again" Ma Mingyong looked at Long Ling's figure and sighed

"Yue'er, purple orchid, I've planted it, I'll be here with you for a while to come," Long Ling said

Two months ago, he was still in the ice, but the trace of spiritual fluid left in his body suddenly awakened, it was a powerful life force, with the breath of endless life, under this power, Long Ling regained his vitality, and even his injuries slowly recovered

But the Spirit Sucking Cave has been destroyed, and he has completely become a waste, and he can no longer cultivate Spiritual Qi

He became a waste again, what a big joke God had played on him

Ten years ago, he was a waste, and within ten years, he became a ninth-order qi saint upper-level powerhouse, and even a yawn could wipe out a city, but now, he is back to the lowest realm in the world

Reincarnation?

It's just a joke, a dream

Back then, when he was young, he often dreamed of fighting against a man in his dream, and now, Long Ling already knew that that man might be Bai Zhantian

The picture was not too clear, even blurry, and Long Ling didn't know what the man looked like

Ten years of cultivation, in the end, it was just a void

"Yue'er, let me tell you in detail about my experience in the past few years" Long Ling looked at the tomb and said

Ma Mingyong looked at Long Ling from the side, he saw a trace of unusualness, and immediately frowned, this Long Ling's breath?

No breath? No aura?

But he didn't have much suspicion, maybe it was because Long Ling didn't want people to feel his breath

It was fast and it was late at night

"What have I gained in ten years, but I have lost you," Long Ling said softly

"Lin Xue, Duo'er, Xue'er, Xi Xuan, in this life, I have lost you" Long Ling looked at the sky and sighed

Above the sky, the stars are shining brightly

"Since you are alive, you should face this world again" A voice sounded, breaking the silence of the night and breaking the silence of Long Ling

"Who are you?" Long Ling asked, turning around

"I'm you" A figure walked out of the darkness, and it looked exactly like Long Ling, which made Long Ling extremely surprised

"Are you...... Spiritual liquid?" Long Ling asked, the familiar feeling that made him make a judgment

"Yes," said the man

Then Long Ling turned around again, turned his gaze to Ma Yue'er's tomb, and stopped talking

"Are you sure you're going to keep going like this?" Ichor asked

"If not, what else?" Long Ling smiled bitterly, at this moment, the Spirit Absorbing Acupoint had been destroyed, and he was destined to not be able to cultivate the Spirit Qi again in this life

"This may be the tempering of the heavens, only by tasting the suffering of the world and experiencing the ups and downs can you soar to the sky," said the spiritual liquid

"Your mind is already strong, and I hope you can break through this level this time," Ichor said

"I'm already a waste, what's the use, I can only fill this garden with purple orchids" Long Ling sighed, even if he didn't want to admit it, but he understood that he was indeed a waste at the moment

And before, he was a ninth-order qi saint upper-level powerhouse

The gap between the two is worlds apart

"As long as you want to stand up, you can," Ichor said

"Is it really possible?" Long Ling seemed to ask himself, and at this moment, a flash of light flashed, piercing the darkness

"Do you think so?" asked Long Ling

The more intense the light, Long Ling touched lightly, this is the Sword of the Mixed Yuan, to be able to come to Philadelphia in the No. 6 area, all rely on this Sword of the Mixed Yuan, otherwise, with Long Ling's current body, he will not be able to reach it in a few years

"Even if you can, what?" Long Lingzhong turned his gaze to the tombstone, "I still want to accompany her for a while, you go"

"Do you really think she's dead?" said the Ichor

"What did you say? What did you just say?" Long Ling suddenly jumped up, looked directly at the spiritual liquid, and asked