Zhou Zhe ignored the nonsense of the two, he wanted to find himself and merge together.

In this way, he can get the complete memory of this life and the power of reincarnation.

Zhou Zhe left the two in the square and followed himself in this time and space.

On the west bank of the river, which runs through the center of the city, there is a row of two-story houses.

The first floor is the façade, which operates computer equipment, and the second floor is the office area.

Zhou Zhe already has an understanding of this technological world, and there is a computer chip in the soul ring on his wrist.

Zhou Zhe followed himself in this space and floated into a store, watched himself say hello to the clerk, and walked up to the office area on the second floor.

Zhou Zhe couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the familiar conversation with An Xiaole.

Could it be that they are also brothers in this life? But why didn't An Xiaole sense himself?

An Xiaole in this life wants to leave Sanya temporarily, and let Zhou Zhe in this life help him take care of the company.

Tomorrow, I will introduce someone to Zhou Zhe in this life and help him manage the company together.

The two of them in this life were idle until the evening, and Zhou Zhe in this life said goodbye and left.

The two of them in this life are nearly thirty years old, and they are very thin, but An Xiaole is even fatter.

In this life, I am taller and have matured completely, but why am I so sad?

There were already lights on the street, and Zhou Zhe felt even more lonely when he watched himself walk in the bustling crowd.

Walking across the iron bridge over the river, Zhou Zhe followed him to the east bank of the river.

A river separates Sanya into two worlds, the hustle and bustle of the west of the river and the tranquility of the east of the river.

In this life, I walked very slowly, until I walked out of the stars in the sky.

I walked down the sidewalk and sat down on a stone bench in the riverside pavilion, which was more secluded.

On the other side of the river is a restaurant called "See You or Leave", and the heartbreaking song wafts from the bright lights:

"Woo... , I want to hug you,

Woo... My heart now speaks to you. ”

Soaked by the starlight of the river, Zhou Zhe, who floated into this life, stared at the river's eyes.

As the starlight flowed into his heart, it poured out to moisten his eyes.

Zhou Zhe didn't know why he was so sad in this life.

He couldn't understand how he could cry and chirp like a woman.

"You took my place. ”

Zhou Zhe was stunned by this voice, and he was still immersed in the sadness of singing in this life.

"Hey, you're taking my place. ”

It wasn't until this voice sounded for the second time that I turned back on myself in this life.

Zhou Zhe was already stunned, he saw Qing Ya, Qing Ya in a purple dress.

In this warm summer night, there is a pair of eyes that twinkle with a little winter starlight.

"You don't know me!" Qing Ya was frightened by Zhou Zhe's eyebrows in this life, and cautiously stepped back half a step: "I don't know you either." ”

"Yes, we don't know each other!" Zhou Zhe in this life looked at Qingya's struggling eyes, and his face finally eased.

"This is mine at night!"

Perhaps seeing Zhou Zhe's forbearance in this life, Qingya suddenly became brave and firm.

Even the graceful purple dress instantly had momentum, and her long hair was quite like a heroine in the dark night.

Zhou Zhe finally confirmed that the woman was really Qingya, but how could the retreating appearance just now match Qingya.

But then Zhou Zhe began to doubt again, because Qing Ya added almost pleadingly: "Everyone else will let me!"

"Why?" Zhou Zhe in this life was almost by Qing Ya, because the heaviness brought by that song was also lighter.

Zhou Zhe didn't think there was anything wrong with what Qing Ya did, it was normal to divide territory like an animal in the Holy Realm.

"Because I'm going to sit here every night!"

seemed to know how far-fetched her reasons were, and Qingya's tone finally weakened.

"Okay, let it be given to you!" Zhou Zhe in this life stood up angrily and ridiculously.

"You can leave without leaving. ”

After seeing Zhou Zhe in this life reluctantly looking at the river, he really got up and wanted to leave.

Qingya suddenly found her conscience, and pointed to the long stone bench that was enough for the two of them to sit on.

"Can I?" Zhou Zhe in this life was like going to someone else's house as a guest, and after being allowed to stay, he confirmed in surprise.

"I don't mind. Qing Ya sat on the stone bench like a drifter, leaned out, and looked at the river under her feet: "Just don't disturb me!"

"I never disturb others!" Zhou Zhe saw himself sit down angrily, and deliberately stayed away from Qing Ya.

At this time, the opposite side is more noisy, and the east coast is more quiet.

A touch of the fragrance after bathing lingers on the silent two, and the sweet smell of the night.

"Why don't you change places and let your friends see us sitting together. ”

But it was only a moment, and Qing Ya withdrew her body that was looking at Sanya River and proposed.

"I don't have any friends in Sanya, so I don't have anything to worry about. ”

Zhou Zhe found that in this life, he was a little unhappy with the late night.

is interested in Qingya, or wants to find someone to talk to:

"You also know that this is the quietest place by the Sanya River, you don't want to be disturbed, and I'm the same, or I would have given it to you a long time ago!"

Zhou Zhe couldn't help but sigh to himself, he was so good at talking to him in this life.

"Well, you're not a bad guy!"

Qing Ya elegantly lit a pure white cigarette, took a deep breath and spit it out gently, and her originally phantom face became even more ethereal.

Zhou Zhe saw that he quickly retracted his gaze, leaned out of the swirling smoke, and tried his best to stop his afterglow from touching Qingya, who looked like a demon queen in the night.

The night of the Sanya River gets deeper and deeper, and the bustling west bank settles down after a small climax.

Only the dazzling lights were still flickering in a dazzling manner, seducing the night sky, although it was not perfect.

But it seems to be the moon at your fingertips, and the distant stars peeping into the mysterious night.

The two people on the stone bench in the pavilion seemed to be waiting, waiting for the dream to come again.

"You don't just sit here casually, right?" But Qingya was not willing to be lonely, and spoke again after burning out the cigarette.

In the quiet night on the east bank, two strangers sat together across the Sanya River.

Looking at the lively West Bank, it will be even more lonely if you don't talk to each other.

Zhou Zhe found a good reason for himself and Qingya in this life, which has nothing to do with men and women.

"I wanted to wait for you to leave, but I didn't want you to sit yourself as a sculpture!"

Qing Ya shook her head and smiled bitterly when she saw Zhou Zhe in this life, and added to her previous question.

"Dreaming. Zhou Zhe saw himself looking at the river.

Looking at the night that is about to fall asleep on the river, these two words are like floating from the Sanya River at your feet.

"Yes, Sanya River has a lot of dreams!" Qingya sighed softly.

is also like Zhou Zhe in this life, looking at the dream of Sanya River.

"What about you?" Zhou Zhe in this life asked Qingya like asking Sanya.

"I'm calling!" Qingya's voice was like the Sanya River flowing slowly, and it really seemed to be calling.

"Call!?" Zhou Zhe in this life seemed to have a sip of red wine in his mouth, chewing and swallowing the steak slowly, savoring these two words.

Zhou Zhe and his own life together, with the stars and moonlight of the Sanya River, looked at Qingya while bright.

The purple dress, in the faint light by the Sanya River, lined with Qingya's face as white as the moon.

The straight gaze is like condensing all the souls, piercing the quiet night of the east coast.

Penetrate the sleeping Sanya River, penetrate the distant void.

"Yes, calling. Qingya muttered, as if in a dream, calling the person who was sleeping in the dream.

The eyes of the two Zhou Zhe were deeply hooked by Qing Ya, and at the same time they felt a sad aura.

That "call" was like the thoughts of the gods, and the two Zhou Zhe were deep in their hearts.

The emotions that have been silent for a long time are summoned, like the Sanya River suddenly waking up and bubbling and rushing.

Looking at Qingya, it's like seeing a secret that has been handed down from ancient times.

Tightly grasp the hearts of the two, lure the two, and want to find out.

Zhou Zhe in this life was about to speak, and Qing Ya suddenly stretched out his jade onion-like index finger.

Put it on the tender lips, shush, no more.

Zhou Zhe didn't know when Qing Ya would leave, because all his consciousness was immersed in his own sad emotions in this life.

Joy is contagious, it infects many people, but it dissipates quickly.

Sadness will immerse people for a long time, luring out more sad emotions in the heart.

Zhou Zhe didn't know why he was so sad in this life, and he didn't know why he resonated.

Is it because the master is trapped in the Holy Mountain? Is it because Xiao Xian was taken to the Dark Soul Star?

Is it because of the decline of the Spirit Race and the oppression of the people by the Six Tribes? Or is it because he is an orphan?

But Zhou Zhe himself has never been sad, and his rogue personality has always made him optimistic.

Happiness can only be shared, but sadness can make people integrate, not to mention that the two have the same innate soul.

Zhou Zhe felt that he was overlapping with him in this life, and he was an innate soul.

In overlapping the two spaces, five hundred years ago and five hundred years later.

There are also two acquired souls, as well as their bodies.

It is like a pair of powerful hands, kneading two doughs together.

With the help of the power of grief, a Zhou Zhe was re-kneaded.

It's a wonderful feeling, like entering yourself in a dream.

Like the self in the dream, he came out and became the self in reality.

Zhou Zhe can sense the power of this kind of grief, and he can overlap the two time and space.

Could it be that this is the emotional power that Meng Yuxuan said, the power that even the Heavenly Dao fears?

The overlap was extremely slow, and Zhou Zhe turned into a phantom, enveloping himself in this life.

Just like the overlap between the body and the body, the memories of this life are read by him.

It turned out that he had a terminal illness, and he was waiting to die in this life.

But he couldn't let go of Meng Yuxuan, who was far away in the north, and the singing of "not seeing or leaving" aroused his thoughts.

The two met in Sanya and fell in love by the Sanya River.

In this life, I want to be by the Sanya River, and I will quietly leave in a dream of falling in love with Meng Yuxuan.

Zhou Zhe patiently waited for the memory of this life, but he didn't expect to wait for a trace of killing intent.

Immediately, the perception quickly dispersed around, and the overlap was abruptly interrupted.

It was a dark shadow, hiding in the bushes in the distance, staring at himself in this life in the gazebo.

It was actually a low-level martial artist, who only opened a few acupuncture points, and his body was very strong.

Zhou Zhe was in the library of the Cultivators Association, and he had also looked through the materials of cultivators on the earth.

Five hundred years ago, there were still very few cultivators, known as ancient warriors, who were all practicing in hiding.

In this life, he is just an ordinary person, why should a cultivator kill himself?

Zhou Zhe couldn't wait to break it into pieces immediately, if it weren't for this cultivator's killing intent, he would definitely merge with himself in this life.

But Zhou Zhe can't do anything, for this time and space, he is air.

Zhou Zhe immediately contacted An Xiaole and Qi Hong, and he didn't know if anyone wanted to kill An Xiaole.

Now only Qi Hong can help the two of them and protect them in this life.

Qi Hong was cultivating in a hotel next to the square, refining the green jade sword.

An Xiaole found himself in this life and was floating in the bedroom.

Holding his arms in his hands, he carefully looked at him as he snored like thunder.

Zhou Zhe woke up Qi Hong first and asked him to come to the east bank of the Sanya River immediately.

Outside the community where An Xiaole lived in this life, Zhou Zhe sensed an ancient warrior again.

It is also a low-level martial artist who only opens up a few acupuncture points, a little thin, and is looking for a blind spot for monitoring.

Is it to kill An Xiaole in this life? Zhou Zhe couldn't figure it out even more.

Who is going to kill the two people in this life? The person who can invite the ancient warrior is definitely not an ordinary person.