Baili Qianmu screamed and woke up from his dream, his hand touching his chest, as if the bone-chilling pain was still there.

The frequency of this dream is becoming more and more frequent.

originally thought that he would be reborn, and he would no longer have this dream of staying in this fragment forever over and over again, never having a beginning and no ending.

It's a pity that it still follows itself and never abandons it. Who is she, the woman in white? What does it have to do with yourself?

Could she be her? She, is her past life? And who is that man? What's the grudge with her? Could it be that because of some change of circumstances, there is hatred and resentment?

Is it the fate of which life? Is it because I am unwilling to carry this memory to reincarnate from life to life, trying to find the truth, or to seek justice from that man?

Or do they have nothing to do with themselves? But this excuse is too far-fetched, will there be an effect without cause? Do you have nightmares that come and go over again?

Could that woman be her own life? Otherwise, I won't empathize with the pain in her heart, the boundless misery and desolation. Her courage and determination to let go, even if she was stabbed in the heart by a man, she calmly counterattacked and let go confidently, still without losing the domineering spirit of self-supremacy between heaven and earth.

Who is that man? Why dig a woman's heart? Is apology and hatred in a man's eyes the root cause of a woman's despair? Love, omnipotent, can make all things spring, but also make heaven and earth wither.

No matter what the cause is, no matter what grievances and hatreds, in this life, I am a hundred miles and thousands of mu, the cause of the previous life, the effect of the previous life, it has been over as early as the time of reincarnation, and it has long since ended and disappeared with the long river of time.

No one owes anyone, and no one owes anyone.

If you can't escape the entanglement of fate, then let me personally get back the pain of digging my heart;

If you can't escape the reincarnation of fate, then let me rewrite the end of fate;

If you can't escape the fate and hatred, then let me change the world and see who has the last laugh.

Bai Sha heard the screams of Baili Qianmu, turned his head, and looked at her with concern. She had that dream again.

Bai Sha empathizes, it was how many years ago, but it feels like it happened yesterday. That earth-shattering change, that battle of gods and demons, she exchanged her life and god position for the order of heaven and earth......

Bai Sha, her contract beast, follows her constant reincarnation. Do you want her to continue the last battle? Will the Demon Ancestor give her a chance to become stronger?

Perhaps, Demon Ancestor and Tianai don't know how many hardships they have prepared to wait, just to make her disappear forever and never be reborn.

"I'm fine, okay, thank you. You go to rest. Baili Qianmu checked Yang's eyes, he was breathing steadily, he was still asleep, and he could be moved outside to recuperate after staying here for a few days.

The period of danger has passed safely.

"You also have to pay attention to your body and don't relax your cultivation." Bai Sha advised, hiding the worries in his heart, turning into a ball of white light and shooting towards the heart of Baili Qianmu.

He couldn't remember much, in that decisive battle, he was seriously injured and his spirit was damaged, and it wasn't until this time that he returned to the Starlight Continent that he woke up, or with the help of the aura of the Tourmaline Tears.

Baili Qianmu's hand, which was busy checking for Yang, paused slightly, and Bai Sha had something to say, worrying about himself.

Is it because you are not strong enough? Or is it because of your current age? Or maybe it was this nightmare that Baisha had always known that he had reminded him of something. Nightmares are a warning and a portent.

It's time to find a place to break through, and you can't deliberately suppress your cultivation because you're young. When you are young, what are you afraid of? That's the real ant eating the elephant, although it has to endure the pain of broken bones and tendons.

When the door was opened, the formation in the courtyard was startled. It's all people.

They must have been kneeling here since that night, not eating or drinking for a day and a night?

Hearing the sound of the door opening, everyone withdrew from the meditative state and looked at Baili Qianmu pitifully and innocently.

"Master, I was wrong. There is nothing wrong with saving people, there is nothing wrong with being kind, but you should not be blindly kind, let alone bring people home to the world, you should not put the lives of your companions in danger, and you should not bring trouble and disasters to your master.

Master, I was wrong, you forgive Ruhua, it's that Ruhua is too naïve, I haven't thought about the danger lurking around you, but I don't understand the master's good intentions. If you know your mistakes, please forgive the master for this time. ”

"Boss, forgive us. We were wrong, since the four of us lost to you in the fight that day, since the day we served you as Lord, we have never had two hearts, we just want to follow you.

Not because you are the little lady of the Baili family, one of the seven great families, but in you, let us sincerely admire and surrender. Even if we can't be a strong man, we only follow you, even if you are a beggar, we are willing to follow you forever. ”

"Boss, we were wrong, please punish the boss." Two hundred and eight people confessed their mistakes together.

Baili Qianmu has left a soul mark on each of them, and of course she knows whether they have two hearts or not. What they think, of course she understands.

If we don't go through all kinds of lessons and experiences, who will learn to be good and who will become wiser? The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and the bitter cold is not just a mouthful.

Look at the clothes on their bodies, some are wrinkled, some have water stains, some are brand new, it has rained heavily, and now the sun is hanging high, yes, first shower, now sunbathing, this group of two goods has lived up to their hard work, and they can also understand the breakthrough under the wind and rain and the scorching sun.

"Without a cold bone, how can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms. What does it mean? Baili Qianmu asked.

"Boss, I think that the sentence I said to my mother is the same as that of a master, that is, I don't know how to say it."

"I'm not afraid of tiredness, I'm not afraid of hardship, I'm not afraid of death."

"Plum blossoms must be starved and frozen to bloom, and we must be strong in this way."

"It's all right, Mr. Teaching is good. You are all willing to stay and willingly accept my punishment, and you have no complaints no matter what punishment I give, do you? ”

Two hundred and eight people replied loudly together, saying that they were willing.

They didn't see the smirk of the success of the conspiracy.