Chapter Seventy-One: Life after Life, Life after Life

To be honest, Lin Cheng at this time didn't fully understand the lot of things that Lord Long said, but looking at the expectation and encouragement in Lord Long's eyes, Lin Cheng knew that he couldn't do it, and he couldn't lose. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Don't worry".

"Good".

Seeing the determination in Lin Cheng's eyes, Lord Long didn't say more, the fighting spirit of his whole body surged, and the whole person turned into a brown dragon, Lin Cheng was put in his mouth, roared, and swept towards the fire qilin.

All of a sudden, the heavens and the earth seemed to change color for it, the original crimson sky was divided into two, while the heavy rain invaded the basin, the sun was like fire, the earth was sometimes dry and sometimes wet, Fan Jiang was entangled in the fire, there was a bit of a feeling of bloody wind and rain, and when he saw the opportunity, Lord Long sent Lin Cheng into the chest of the fire qilin.

Taking advantage of the fact that Lord Long's strength had not completely faded, Lin Cheng swallowed the inner pill of the fire qilin in one bite, poof, Lin Cheng burst open in an instant, but it quickly healed under the energy of the fire qilin, and after healing, it exploded again, healing, bursting, repeatedly, and the heart-rending pain made Lin Cheng let out a painful roar.

Although his inner dan was swallowed by Lin Cheng, the fire qilin didn't seem to be worried at all, and he still fought with Lord Long, and he didn't care about the safety of his inner dan at all.

"Boy, it's up to you now."

Shaking his spirits, Lord Long used his best efforts to delay time for Lin Cheng.

The pain washed Lin Cheng's soul over and over again, and Lin Cheng felt that under such a severe pain, it seemed as if his whole person was about to turn into a sky full of light, dissipating in this world, and in a trance, Lin Cheng only had the last trace of clarity in his heart.

"It's all fake, it's all fake."

In a trance, it didn't seem to hurt anymore, in a trance, Lin Cheng seemed to have come to another world, a new world.

Gorgeous crown, delicate yellow robe, ascended the throne at the age of sixteen, seventeen years old] In order to consolidate the imperial power and establish the Chinese dynasty, the history of the assassination was set up in the locality. Create a probation system to select talents. Following the advice of his loyal ministers, he issued the "Edict of Grace" to settle the kingdom's power and bring the salt, iron, and coinage rights back to the central government.

I worked hard and lived my life conscientiously, but I still couldn't escape the fate of the country, and Lin Cheng ended this life, but who am I.

Idyllic, made at sunrise, resting at sunset, the days are very dull and happy, but a war destroyed the homeland, destroyed the life, joined the army and went to the battlefield, several years passed in a hurry, a body of injuries, no regrets, hard work and prosperity, treat people well, and finally die right, these decades are really themselves? .

Fighting the sword and singing, happy and free, the whole world, chivalrous for me, one person and one sword, happy enmity, the road is uneven, the sword helps, the evening scene is bleak, the enemy is besieged, the person who has been saved, hehe, is this life really happy?.

Life after life, life after life, there is constantly a voice questioning this Lin Cheng, is this really himself?, is it really himself?, the dignity of the royal family, the luxury of the rich world, the reputation of righteousness and wealth, aren't these what Lin Cheng wants?, but, all this is obviously reality, but why does it feel so illusory, believe it, they are all from Lin Cheng, but there has always been a voice in the bottom of my heart questioning Lin Cheng.

"Can't believe it, can't believe it!".

But as time was postponed, with the reincarnation of one life after another, this voice became smaller and smaller in Lin Cheng's ears, as if it was going to disappear soon.

"Oh no", the battle in the face world is still in full swing, and he secretly glanced at Lin Cheng, it doesn't matter if he doesn't look at it, he was startled when he saw it, Lin Cheng's body became more and more transparent, and it became more and more transparent, as if it would soon be burned out by the flames in the fire qilin inner pill.

"Hahaha", the fire qilin also felt the changes in Lin Cheng's body, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, and his words were very mean.

"Hahaha, it's impossible for my Immortal Realm Saint to break it, let alone you little child, you can't help but look up to him too much."

"Really?", Lord Long didn't care at all about the ridicule of the Flame Qilin, and the offensive in his hand was even worse.

"You'd better take care of the present."

Life after life, Lin Cheng doesn't know how many lives have passed now, Lin Cheng only knows that in this life, he is a fisherman.

Or sunrise and sunset, life is very plain and fulfilling, no conspiracy decisions, no happiness and enmity, only daily fishing companionship and the old mother at home, today, Lin Cheng hit a golden and shining big carp, Lin Cheng is very happy, such a fat fish must be very nutritious.

Happily going home, looking at his mother, who was already wrinkled, a touch of warm filial piety appeared on the corner of Lin Cheng's mouth.

Chopping wood, carrying water, cleaning up fish, the same steps are carried out in an orderly manner under the mother's industrious hands, breaking garlic and chopping onions, and soon the aroma comes out of the pot, still the same taste, still so warm.

Suddenly, I don't know why, Lin Cheng's heart thumped suddenly, fish, fish, fish, fish, this fish has been eaten many times, why?, why is there a different feeling in my heart now, as if there is a voice in my heart telling myself.

"Think of your real mother, think of your real mother".

"Ah", Lin Cheng squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, and his mother hurriedly came to pull it, but Lin Cheng couldn't get up at all, or rather, Lin Cheng didn't want to get up.

Fragments of memory overlapped in Lin Cheng's mind.

"Lin Cheng, Lin Cheng".

This name kept echoing in Lin Cheng's mind, echoing, obviously he could touch it with his hand, but Lin Cheng couldn't think of it.

"Yes, my name is Lin Cheng, my name is Lin Cheng."

Lin Cheng finally remembered, from the past of his childhood, to the past of how he swallowed the Flame Qilin Neidan, Lin Cheng remembered it.

"You can die the demons of your heart".

"Ahh A white light shone from the depths of the fire qilin's heart, making Lord Long, who was fighting with him, sweat with fright, and thought that this buddy had exploded on an impulse.

The body of the Flame Qilin became smaller and smaller, smaller and smaller, until finally turned into a small round ball and was included in Lin Cheng's body, Lin Cheng was lying quietly, his body flashed with crystal light, his momentum was restrained, a flame mark in the center of his eyebrows, and between his breath and breath, the temperature of the earth seemed to change.

"Ah", stretched comfortably, looking at Lord Long who was a little embarrassed not far away, Lin Cheng smiled slightly.

"Old Dragon, I did it".

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