He slowly walked to the endless staircase leading to the Lingxu Temple, and sat alone at the base of the wall, his heart sour.

"Sister Ling'er, if you don't come again, I will really die in this spiritual ruin. Qing Ci curled up and whispered.

Suddenly, he realized that something was wrong, why couldn't he hear anything from Feng Yan when he was in Luohe Palace, but he could hear what he said to those so-called senior brothers?

When he learned that he was going to be sent to the Spirit Ruins Temple, he knew everything that would happen next, so he never thought about saying anything to those sanctimonious guys, and just treated him as an outsider and watched them play with a cold eye.

He had known that the scene of those senior brothers insulting him would appear, but it seemed to be several years later than he remembered. But he didn't expect him to endure it for so long, and when it came to the end, he finally broke out.

The sun was about to set, Qing Ci's mood became more and more anxious, and just when he thought that the things in his memory might not happen again on this day, the light purple corner of Feng Yan's clothes appeared in front of his eyes.

He slowly raised his head and muttered, "Sister......"

Then he threw himself into Feng Yan's arms as he remembered, not wanting to let go of her for a long time.

Sure enough, Feng Yan's body stiffened slightly, and then patted his back gently, and said lightly: "A man doesn't flick if he has tears, not to mention that someone should have told you that your tears are very precious." ”

Qing Ci's brows suddenly furrowed tightly, he was sure that he was not crying at all. But the rhetoric of the wind is still the same as before.

What's going on? What's going on?

Qing Ci followed the wind and returned to Luohe Palace with apprehension, and everything was the same as back then, he met Cang Delirium, and what Cang Delirium said to him was the same as back then, and no matter what he said, Cang Delirium still went his own way, making Qing Ci feel once again that he was really just looking at the illusion of the year but couldn't participate in it.

After many years, he learned something, and he was thinking about what Delirium and Wind Annihilation would do if he didn't mention that he wanted to prove his strength and go back to the former "home" to get back everything that belonged to him.

As a result, he was forced to return to his "home", and he didn't even know how he got there.

In desperation, he could only make a quick decision, quickly end everything here and return to Luohe Palace, he wanted to see what happened between Feng Annihilation and Cang Delirium during the time he was away, what he didn't know, would make Feng Annihilation endure to abandon them, leaving only a piano note and a sentence to disappear for a thousand years.

However, nothing changed, and when he returned to Luohe Palace in a hurry, everything was the same as back then. Even he carefully picked up the gramophone conch left by the wind annihilation, and after listening to the sound inside, he wanted to take it into his arms, but the gramophone conch still fell to the ground and shattered inexplicably.

"What's going on, what the hell is going on here!" Qing Ci felt that his mood was extremely depressed, and for a while, a roar resounded in the Luohe Palace.

No one answered him.

Then he still came to Heaven in the clouds, and met the frost-dyed clothes, and the words of the frost-dyed clothes did not change. Knowing that this would be the case, he came anyway, as if everything was out of his control.

Then he went to the underworld, and after making a big fuss, he was taken away by Emperor Xudu, who was the same as he was back then.

"What's going on, can anyone tell me why this is happening?" Qing Ci returned to the human world, and he often asked himself this question for many years.

Obviously, he sensed that the time was wrong, but what should have happened still happened, and whether he deliberately delayed or chased after it, nothing changed.

Later, his mother died, and he didn't even have time to see her for the last time, he held his mother's spirit card and lost his voice in pain, although all this had been experienced, but when he met again, he still couldn't let go, and the hatred for his father in his heart was even greater.

Then he came to the Thousand Machines Pavilion and met the childhood Cang Wunian, the kind of turmoil in his heart when he saw this child for the first time was even worse than before, even he didn't understand, he knew that Cang Wunian was delusion, why he still complained about the delusion in his heart when he saw this scene again.

Day after day, year after year, Qing Ci re-experienced all the things that were indelible in his heart in the past, until they fought with Ziqingke, and Ziqingke's arrogant laughter lingered in his ears again: "Hahahaha...... This is the 'Nightmare Realm' specially prepared for you, so enjoy it......"

Then he felt a turmoil on the soles of his feet, and his body began to fall uncontrollably, and finally he fell into the river again, and saw the black whirlpool, which once again cut through his clothes and body, and he fell again on the stairs at the entrance of the Luohe Palace behind the whirlpool.

Once again, he went back to when he was a kid.

This time, he felt that his time in Luohe Palace was shorter than before, and he stayed in the Lingxu Temple for a longer time after being sent to the Lingxu Temple.

In this way, the past life is repeated over and over again, but he can find that the happy time is getting shorter and shorter, and the painful time he does not want to remember is becoming more and more distant.

"How so...... Why is this happening......"

"Sister Ling'er, Brother Ah Nian, where are you ......?Why don't you want me anymore, why don't you want me anymore......"

"Mother, mother...... Daddy doesn't like me, and now you don't even want me......"

"Who am I...... Why am I going through so much pain......"

Qing Ci felt that his consciousness had fallen into a dead loop, his life was infinitely repeating all the unpleasant past, the home that made him feel cold, the persecutors of him and his mother, the father that made him hate, the place of cultivating immortals that made him insulted, the disappearance of delusion and wind annihilation, the departure of his mother, the collapse of faith......

In the end, he actually saw An Ruyue's eyes with despair and distrust.

"Is it painful, is it fearful, is it hopeless? Come on...... Give me your soul and I will free you from these pains......"

A voice echoed in Qing Ci's heart with extreme temptation.

"Relief?" Qing Ci murmured in confusion.

Is it time to be liberated, Qingci feels that he is too tired and tired, so it is better to leave everything here.

What are you struggling with, what do you want to change, what are you keeping, and what are you clinging to...... He is not a savior, he has done everything he can.

Thinking so, he slowly raised his hand and reached into the darkness, trying to let the voice carry him away.

Suddenly, his hand seemed to touch a glimmer of light, and soon the light stinged his eyes, and he heard a woman's voice in his ear calling him anxiously: "Qingci, Qingci don't, Qingci, wake up, Qingci ......"

Who......

Who is this voice?

Why did his heart, which had been tortured and exhausted, suddenly feel a trace of distress?

"Qing Ci, Qing Ci, don't scare me, Qing Ci, wake up, wake up quickly!"

The voice grew clearer and clearer, and he only felt as if he could see the other person as soon as he turned around, who was it?

"Qingci, wake up quickly, even if you don't do it for me, you have to think about your Miss Huo San, don't you like her?

The voice was a little closer, but who was the "Miss Huo San" in the other party's mouth? Why didn't he have any impression at all? Besides, he was very sure that the person he liked was not surnamed Huo.

"Little prince, what should I do, why hasn't he woken up yet?" the woman's voice was crying, and a cold tear fell on his cheek.

"It's noisy to death......" Qing Ci waved his hand helplessly, this voice disturbed his mind, he felt that the owner of this voice must be a stupid girl, when he encountered a critical situation, he was dumbfounded, and he only knew how to cry.

Who wants such a stupid girl? If you don't have me, how will you live in the future?

What would you do without me?

Why me?

Qing Ci's heart became anxious again, why did he feel that this woman needed him to take care of it?

"Ruyue, don't be impatient, he may have consumed too much mana before, and he has not been able to recover before he uses mana to save people today, so he can't bear it for a while and faints. Why don't you just let him rest. A familiar man's voice came.

The Little Prince?

Brother Ah Nian?

Finally remembering these two people, Qing Ci suddenly opened his eyes, but his breathing was unusually short.

An Ruyue, who was holding his hand and crying worriedly, was surprised and happy when she saw him open his eyes, she hurriedly reached out and touched his cheek, and said with concern: "Qingci, you are awake, you are finally awake! Are you okay?

Qing Ci's mind was still a little foggy, and he let An Ruyue's hand fumble around on his face for a while before he took her hand in his hand, and then gently pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

The corners of An Ruyue's mouth showed a relieved smile, and she didn't care about the people next to her, she just wanted to stay in his arms now.

"Qingci, your complexion looks bad, but what's wrong with your body?" After a long time, Cang Wunian asked lightly.

Qing Ci slowly let go of An Ruyue, and when he looked up, he found that he was in a hole at this time, in addition to An Ruyue in his arms, there were also Cang Wunian and Ji Wuxin standing beside him.

"I ...... I'm okay, what kind of place is this, how long have we been here?" Qing Ci asked suspiciously.