If he really attacked with all his might, whether he could take it or not was really an unknown thing!

This incident shocked him!

He didn't know that Qing Yuxuan had actually done his best.

As for that inexplicably powerful hidden force, it is the power of independent space.

And he didn't feel wrong about this at all, if he said that he was wrong, he just estimated the power a little lower: if Qing Yuxuan used the fused independent space to attack with all his strength, and it was a simple divine sense attack, even if everyone in this room joined forces, it would not be able to take it!

How can the power of independent space be countered by human beings!

Seeing that the conversation was back to the topic, Xunliu Jian hurriedly stood up and explained the bet in detail.

When he heard that a total of more than thirty saints had been killed in this battle, and even the Holy Emperor powerhouse Mu Tinghao had finally died, the original eight people in the room did not have the slightest emotion on their faces.

Some are just a slight sigh, out of nowhere, ethereal, with an inexplicable melancholy.

"It turns out that you need that Linglong Lotus" The young man led by the young man closed his eyes half-closed, and said lightly, "No problem!" If you want to gamble, you have to admit defeat, and I will give it to you later. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone here was stunned.

"Thank you! In the Holy Land, there is finally a person who can still keep his promises. Qing Yuxuan smiled faintly, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Dare to ask the name of the driver?" ”

This sentence, although it seems respectful, is still a little disrespectful in his bones, and the identities of the two sides are there.

And Qing Yuxuan stood there, although his cultivation was as different from anyone in this room as heaven and earth, but in the eyes of everyone, Qing Yuxuan's current bearing was already in a position to compete with his boss.

And the young man seemed to have been waiting for Qing Yuxuan to say this, and when he heard this, he opened his eyes and smiled, and said a little confusedly, "What is the name of this seat, I have really forgotten it." ”

"Now I should be called Wan Cheng, right? I remember that 30,000 years ago, my surname was Kong, and Kong Muqing was my name at that time."

Qing Yuxuan's words seemed to remind him of something, and his eyes, which had always been ethereal and illusory, seemed to pass a trace of amazement, and he sighed softly in the void where he didn't know it.

This breath seems to sigh for 30,000 years, 30,000 years of joys and sorrows, life and death.

30,000 years ago

Qing Yuxuan is really a little shocked this time!

This handsome young man with a childish face and ink hair turned out to be a figure from 30,000 years ago!

However, from what he said, Qing Yuxuan also understood one thing: it seems that this product is the "reincarnation of the spirit seed"!

told himself the names of both lives, and this meaning can be described as a metaphor is obvious.

"Then should I call you Wan Cheng or Kong Muqing?" Qing Yuxuan smiled.

"The name is just a code name, it doesn't matter what it's called. Even if you call me immortal according to your heart, it doesn't matter. The young man said with a smile.

"Haha" The other party was very honest, and he was good to himself, and he didn't have the slightest difficulty, so Qing Yuxuan also decided to repay the favor.

Because, this is undoubtedly a big favor, but what Qing Yuxuan doesn't want to owe the most is a favor, especially a favor from the Holy Land!

I saw her look at this 'Kong Muqing' or 'Wan Cheng', and said with a smile, "30,000 years, Wan Cheng, how many wives have you married in these 30,000 years?" The red faces that can make you look good must be peerless beauties, right? And where are they now? ”

As soon as this sentence came out, ten of the eleven people present were angry at the same time, and there was a faint tendency to attack!

Long life, of course, is what they are pursuing, but in this long life, there are still many things that they cannot look back on and are unforgettable.

Every time I think about it, it hurts!

"Little grandfather, what you said is too much!" If it becomes a heavy sword.

And Wan Cheng, who was in the first seat, seemed to have a thick veil on his face suddenly, and no one could see his face.

There was only a calm atmosphere, which reverberated back and forth in this room, making people breathless.

"Is it over? Well, I'll change the question. Qing Yuxuan smiled, "Thirty thousand years, you have experienced two lives, which is not much!" But every life, your biological parents are very caring for you, right? Where are the old men now? ”

"Qing Yuxuan! You are presumptuous! Xunliu Sword Huo Ran stood up and shouted angrily.

"Presumptuous? It still doesn't seem right, so I'll change the question. Qing Yuxuan touched his chin and said, "In the past 30,000 years, you have had a father and mother, a confidant, a wife and a concubine, so you can't live without your own flesh and blood!" ”

"Then you are still alive in this world, but where are your flesh and blood children now?"

Qing Yuxuan smiled faintly, looked around, and said, "These three questions are also questions I ask everyone here at the same time. Everyone here, it seems that you have lived for tens of thousands of years, are your parents, wives, families, and children still there? ”

This question is really hurtful, apart from these high-level cultivators, who else can live for 10,000 or even thousands of years?!

Qing Yuxuan, this is tantamount to revealing people's scars alive!

"Boom!"

Ten people stood up at the same time, and everyone was full of anger!

Ten extremely powerful spiritual forces surged vertically and horizontally, and this originally invisible and shadowless thing almost condensed into substance at this moment, knocking this thatched house into the sky!

Seeing that she is about to make a move on Qing Yuxuan, a disrespectful little girl!

"What are you doing? Sit it all down for me! Wan Cheng, who was in the first place, suddenly shouted!

Furious, he said, "Do you know what Qing Yuxuan meant by asking these words? Is she stupid just to provoke the anger of the crowd in front of eleven of us?! ”

"How can you do such an act of seeking death? Don't you want to think about it? Well? Tens of thousands of years have passed, are you still so breathless! ”

Under the coercion of his gaze, everyone sat down one by one, but the eyes that looked at Qing Yuxuan were still quite unkind.

If Qing Yuxuan can't come up with a reasonable explanation, she will never be allowed to walk out of this door!

Qing Yuxuan sighed, put away the teasing gesture before, and said solemnly, "Everyone present is not that ruthless person. ”

"This point, it can be seen from what I just said that touched your hearts, no matter how deep your cultivation is, whether it is ascending or the Holy Emperor, no matter how high it is, to the point where the Fourteenth Great Emperor of the Nine Shadows is, in the final analysis, we are still human! Flesh and blood people! ”

"What we can never let go of is always that blood and family. I believe that no matter how many lives we are reincarnated, as long as that memory is still there, the parting of life and death from our own feelings will always be the deepest scar in our hearts! ”

"In the face of the enemy, 11 thousand dead, it doesn't matter. But if it is one of your own people, if you die, you will be sad for a long time. As for the parents who once raised us with hard work, they raised us from their youth, and when we grew up, they were already old. By the time we were sensible, they had already passed away."

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise but does not wait! It's a scar that can never be healed! Qing Yuxuan said in a deep voice, her tone was slow, as if with a kind of magical magic, a faint sadness, filled the air.

The top masters present couldn't help but recall their parents as he spoke.

It seems that I saw the sturdy father who was heroic and able to hold himself above his head and laugh again, and as he grew old, he slowly aged and grew white, and finally passed away quietly, the deep concern that looked at him

and the warm mother's embrace, gentle smile and scolding eventually turned into a wisp of green smoke, only the heart that would rather give everything for the children is eternal, eternal and unextinguished.

These memories are too long, but when I think back at this moment, the warmth is still the same, and the helplessness and grief when I passed away are still painful.

Especially these masters who were once reincarnated by the spirit seed, at first they may feel that they were very unaccustomed to it when they were young, or they were extremely resistant, but they are the only ones who remember every scene from the day they were born.

From resistance to acceptance, even enjoyment, from the first time they pretended to be innocent and amused their parents to be happy, they have accepted it.

Who didn't have those days?

Those ordinary but warm days.

Every midnight dream, who hasn't stood on the roof and sighed at the sky?

Thousands of turns, all turned into a gloomy sigh.

"There is also the peerless red face who fell in love with him in his youth, from a young girl, to his partner who has been with him for decades and hundreds of years."

"Giving birth to children for yourself, washing and cooking for yourself, relying on each other for yourself, and wanting to grow old with you, but in the end, you still have to grow old in front of yourself and finally have no power to return to the sky."

"Who has ever forgotten the oath of the mountains and seas back then? Who can truly forget the lovesickness that once came? Who can really forget the lingering compassion of the tenderness? The shy smile, the happiness and satisfaction of the king, the red hijab of the night in the cave room"

"Your names may be forgotten, but can you really forget your past experiences? When you dream back at midnight, do you ever sigh lowly? Regretted it? Do you have? ”

"Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles of lonely graves have nowhere to talk about desolation; Even if you don't know each other, dusty, sideburns like frost, come to the night and suddenly return to the hometown, Xiaoxuan window, is grooming, looking at each other speechless, only a thousand lines of tears, expected to be broken every year, the bright moon night is short Matsuoka"

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