What's going on?!

Jiang An, who was flying, suddenly stopped, his face extremely depressed, because he noticed that after the light of the nine-colored gate outside the spiritual platform flickered rapidly, it began to fade and disappear!

How could the seal suddenly disappear?

Jiang An was very suspicious in his heart, as the seal disappeared, the terrifying divine sense began to overflow, and the heavens and the earth began to change color, at this time, a pillar of black and white light suddenly fell from the sky, enveloping him.

"Impossible!

Jiang An blurted out, the back of his head lit up with colorful divine light, and he wanted to stimulate his own Dao power to compete, but this Dao technique was so powerful, crushing everything, with Jiang An's current cultivation, he didn't have much strength to resist the erosion of this Dao technique, and he could only watch his strength pass away little by little, and his body began to annihilate, from his feet to his head.

He had a gloomy face, his mind was full of numbness, and in the end, he rejected the idea of the fish dying and breaking the net, and he planned to abandon the car to protect the handsome.

I saw that as soon as he bit the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, turning into a mystical rune, flying into his eyebrows, and the colorful divine light behind his head immediately brightened several times, at this time, his body had been annihilated to his neck, and his face was expressionless, dissipating between this heaven and earth.

Then, the black and white pillars of light disappeared and returned to calm.

......

Trance!

The torrential rain covered the entire city for a moment, and lightning fell from the dark clouds, both large and small, venting the power of heaven and earth.

Jiang An shook his head, throwing out the trance and drowsiness, he looked at his hands, let the rain wash his body, and the coldness pulled him back to reality.

Where is this? Why is it so familiar?

He looked up and looked around, his face changing, and another thick bolt of lightning fell, reflecting his paleness and awakening his sleeping memory.

He remembered that this was the ancient bridge near the city, the Gongchen Bridge! And it was here that he was struck by a lightning bolt, and he fell into the fairy world and began a new journey.

Huh?

Jiang An suddenly hugged his head and groaned, scenes flashed in his mind like movie pictures, the amount of information was so huge, he was about to burst his head!

It hurts!

The pain made him gasp and make him completely sober, how could he suddenly go back to the night many years ago, back to this fork in the road of life, back to this turning point of fate?

Could it be that any fairy world, any earthly world, and any spiritual world are just a dream?!

No!

It's easy to verify all this.

Jiang An silently looked at the stone pillar on the bridge in front of him, and his heart moved, and with a crisp sound, a hole suddenly appeared in the middle of the stone pillar.

He stretched out his hand and touched the round and deep hole, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The art of Chaotianque is still there.

It's just that there is only the technique of Chaotianque, and he has no power at this time, he is really a mortal.

Thinking back on what had happened, he understood what had happened.

"Knowing the fate realm Dao technique, false is not true!"

Jiang An's eyes flashed, and he whispered word by word.

Above the spells, immortal arts, and divine arts, there is the Dao Technique, and only the Dao Technique can have this kind of power, and even be able to change time and space!

And the fake is not the true technique, but in ancient times, the Dao Jun of the Knowing Destiny Realm of the Ten Thousand Worlds, not the natal Dao technique of the True Dao Jun, what he cultivates is the true and false way, once the Dao art comes out, it can be true and false, and it can also be faked into true, that is to say, the world Jiang An is in at this time is an "illusion" constructed by Taoism, but it is a real "illusion", and Taoism will turn his previous journey from true to false, without going through the experience of the fairy world, he naturally has no power.

In other words, this world is a parallel world, and Jiang An is pulled into this world.

Fortunately, at the last moment, Jiang An fought hard and retained his memory and only ability, the technique of Chaotian Que.

Thinking through these, more and deeper questions followed.

If he is not a true Dao Monarch, why did his Dao Technique suddenly appear and target him? And why, he was struck by a lightning bolt and crossed the immortal realm? Who was behind all this? Where was he? What was his intention?...

"Yawn!"

Suddenly, Jiang An shuddered and sneezed heavily, waking him up from his thousands of thoughts and revealing a wry smile.

It's been so many years, but I didn't expect to be able to experience the feeling of sneezing when I catch a cold.

That's it, let's go home first, put aside the things that can't be figured out, take a step at a time, by the way, at this time, Xiaoshuang should be looking for him frantically.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt warm in his heart, the world is unpredictable, he is back to this critical node, do you want to take another path?

All the body was soaked, Jiang An identified the direction, walked in the wind and rain with his head held high, got off the bridge, and walked to a roof to hide from the rain.

Touching his pockets, he pulled out a crumpled wallet and an old gray phone.

When I opened my wallet first, I saw a half-wet photo, in the photo, a man and a woman, young and bright, wasn't it Jiang An himself and Song Wanshuang?

It's ridiculous, there is obviously such a lovely person around him, but he is infatuated with the femme fatale girl like a ghost, and after being played with his feelings, he even had the idea of committing suicide.

Laughing at himself, Jiang An picked up the phone again and pressed the power button, and it didn't take long for the phone to enter the interface, and countless missed calls appeared.

In this world, there is still a person who is willing to give everything for him.

With a light sigh, he dialed back, beeped twice, the phone was immediately connected, and Song Wanshuang's eager cry came from the other end: "Where are you!

"Xiaoshuang, it's okay, you wait for me at home, I'll be back soon" Jiang An said very gently.

Song Wanshuang on the other end sobbed, infected by Jiang An's tone, and said: "Okay, you come back quickly, don't lie to me, if you don't show up within thirty minutes, I'll go to you"

"Got it, dear," Jiang An smiled.

Song Wanshuang on the other end was stunned, dear, before she could think about it again, Jiang An had already hung up the phone.

After walking for a while, he came to a wide street, Jiang An successfully stopped a taxi and got in.

"Master, I'm sorry, I'm a little wet, I'm working, Chang'an Avenue!"

Jiang An said politely.

The driver looked like a simple middle-aged uncle, glanced back at Jiang An, and said with a smile while starting the car: "Young man, why do you drench like a chicken in the soup, playing romance in the rain?"

"There's no romance, there's only a wave left," Jiang An said self-deprecatingly.

"Haha, you're funny, young man..."

In this way, the talkative driver and Jiang An chatted without a word, laughing from time to time, and the car was shuttling in the heavy rain, gradually approaching the destination.

"Okay, master, here it is"

"Then I'll stop here, your house is far away, I can send more"

"You're polite, don't need it" Jiang An smiled gently, took out two tickets, and handed them over, "The money is a little wet, you can take care of it"

"It's okay, it's okay, young man, you get out of the car and pay attention to safety, go home and take a shower quickly, be careful not to catch a cold"

The driver took the money and said enthusiastically.

"Okay, you go slowly"

After getting out of the car, Jiang An was polite again, and ran to the eaves on the side of the road, just at this time, the phone rang again.

"It's been thirty minutes, where are you, I'll go look for you!"

Jiang An couldn't cry and laughed, and said: "Come on, you wait, I just got off the car, and when I got to the street, you can see me in two minutes."

"Then I'll pick you up, you definitely didn't bring an umbrella!"

Leaving the next sentence, Song Wanshuang hung up the phone.

Jiang An hurriedly trotted in the direction of his home, where there were mostly low-rent houses, and after a while, a weak figure appeared on the other end, holding an umbrella, and ran towards him.

The two of them quickly approached.

Who knew that because he was too eager, the person holding the umbrella stepped on the air and fell into the stagnant water, letting out a painful snort.

Jiang An was startled, and immediately rushed over, opened the umbrella, and helped her up.

At this moment, how can Song Wanshuang have the demeanor of a later strong woman, in her early twenties, with short hair and a slightly dark complexion, but her appearance is extremely beautiful, she covers her ankles and her face is painful.

"You've sprained your ankle, quick, come up, I'll carry you home!"

Jiang An knew what the situation was at a glance, and said categorically.

Song Wanshuang nodded, clenched her silver teeth, and leaned on Jiang An's back, Jiang An used force, held an umbrella in one hand, and naturally lifted her hips with the other, and stood up.

"Be careful, we'll be home right away"

Jiang An said softly, and then took a step, walking forward step by step, his feet were a little fluttering, this body was too weak, and he already showed signs of cold, and he was weak, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

Song Wanshuang looked at his side face stupidly, her face was shy, how long did she remember that the two had not been so close, especially the temperature of his big hand came from a certain part, which made her heart beat like a deer.

Finally, the two came to the small building where they lived, brushed the curfew, walked up to the second floor, and entered their own nest.

The room is very small, that is, forty or fifty square meters, two bedrooms and one living room, and it is full of all kinds of things, but it is quite neat and clean.

"Okay, be careful, sit down"

Jiang An put Song Wanshuang down with difficulty, then went to the bedroom and took a blanket to cover her, then squatted in front of her and lifted her beautiful feet.

Song Wanshuang was dressed very simply, with an ordinary T-shirt on the upper body, a pair of cyan jeans on the lower body, and a pair of washed white sneakers on her feet.

"It hurts, it's dislocated, I'm going to give you a straight bone, you bear with it"

Raising his head, Jiang An said distressedly.

"Brother An, will you straighten your bones?"

Song Wanshuang asked, the two have been dependent on each other for so many years, how did she not know that Jiang An had this skill?

Can Jiang An say that the medical skills in his mind are beyond this world now, and replied: "Don't worry, I have learned a hand, I guarantee that it will be useful, and I will work hard when I count to three, one, two..."

Click!

Caught off guard, Jiang An's right hand moved, and Song Wanshuang screamed, tears hurting out.

"Try it, it won't hurt."

Jiang An chuckled.

Song Wanshuang immediately turned her ankle slightly, and sure enough, it didn't sting so much, and her face suddenly turned happy.

"Okay, you still have to apply potion to reduce swelling, and you can't walk hard, so let's do it, I'll give you hot water first, and I'll help you take a bath later, so you won't fall"

Jiang An suddenly said something that made Song Wanshuang's face blush.

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