"But...... But why?! ”

Song Lanyi's eyes suddenly became crazy and determined.

"Just because of fate?! Hahaha, just because of this damn fate?! ”

"When I came into this world, did fate ask me about my will? It gives me the opportunity, the talent, the background, and the people I cherish, should I obey my fate, obey the arrangement, and let it all go away from me? ”

After speaking, Song Lan's clothes and black hair were scattered, like a mad demon, and threw a punch at the cocoon chrysalis that bound her.

A punch was smashed, followed by a fist mark like a storm.

She described madness, with the murderous intent and violence surging in her heart, in the blood jade mask on Song Lanyi's face, it seemed that there was really red blood flowing in it, and there was a sense of ghosthood.

As this anger grew, the color of the blood jade mask was like the blood of a pigeon that had been played with all year round.

The red one seemed to drip blood.

At this time, the voice in the dark appeared again, as if it was bewitching.

"Why struggle any longer? This has been the case for all people throughout the ages. Even if you are a saint, you can't escape fate. ”

"You have learned a lot from you, but you have not gone out of your own way. The predecessors can't break free from fate, why do you, a descendant who has followed the path of the predecessors, dare to speak wildly, saying that you can get rid of fate, or even disdain fate? ”

In the end, the ethereal voice was filled with deep disdain.

Hearing this, Song Lanyi suddenly stopped moving.

She looked up, as if through something, into the distance.

At this moment, many people's faces appeared in front of her eyes.

Dream Lord, Dragon Monarch, Blood Jade Mask Man......

Medicine Sage, Hundred Flowers Sage, Pu Sage, Mo Sage......

Eventually, these figures turned into a human figure.

This person is tall, with a beard on his face and deep pupils, and he obviously looks like a child who can cry fiercely, but when he looks at her, he has a gentle face.

Father.

Song Lanyi opened her mouth and wanted to pronounce the word.

However, because of the previous force, his internal organs were injured, and he could only spit out a mouthful of blood.

Song Hanhai seemed to feel something, came to Song Lanyi, bent down slightly, and gently held her in his arms.

He looked at Song Lanyi's eyes level, and smiled peacefully, "Yiyi, go forward boldly." Daddy will always be proud of you, and you will always be my daughter and your mother's daughter, no matter what the road ahead. ”

Song Lanyi's nose was sour, and his eyes were slightly moist.

She hugged Song Hanhai hard, but the moment her outstretched hand touched Song Hanhai, the figure was shattered one by one like a dream bubble.

But Song Lanyi was not depressed.

She only felt that her heart was heavy, it was not a burden, it was a request of love.

She took the initiative to remove the blood jade mask from her face.

The mask melted into her flesh and skin, and vanished.

saw Song Lanyi's eyebrows and eyes, the confusion disappeared, and between the anticipation, she once again brought the unique vitality and arrogance of the girl.

Through the white cocoon of fate, she looked at the other side of the Yellow Spring, which is rumored to have been untouched so far.

She spoke slowly, "There are three thousand avenues, among which each person has a different way of cultivation, the human race is respected by Confucianism and Taoism, but at the same time, there are illusion paths, ink paths, legalists, medical paths, medicine paths, and so on...... Among them, not counting the cultivation of the various bloodlines of the demon clan, the secret techniques of Buddhism and Taoism, and so on. ”

"When I first entered the path of cultivation, I was fortunate to have the opportunity, relying on your teachers and fate, to be able to read and understand the truth and understand the nature of the mind from the subtle ends."

"Along the way, some of the people I have met have cultivated for immortality; Someone has done something that has done something against a community; Some people do it just for the sake of the mind. ”

"What I ask for...... What exactly? ”

In the midst of the confusion, Song Lanyi only felt that there seemed to be a flash of inspiration in his confused mind.

Like a thunderclap in the night.

In an instant, the state of stupidity was broken.

Song Lanyi's eyes gradually brightened, and the speed of his speech became faster and faster:

"I don't practice Taoism, I don't practice Buddhism, I don't practice faith, I don't recite incense. If I want to cultivate, I only cultivate my own body, I want to break my fate, I want to cultivate my life! ”

Repair!

With his own mortal body, he fought against fate.

Even if it is a mustard body, it must be pointed at the sun and the moon.

Repair!

This thought is a little green, there is no program, not even a prototype.

But for Song Lanyi, this is the first and only light in the boundless darkness.

But it was this sentence that at the moment it was spoken, a thunderclap actually exploded over the Yellow Spring in the underworld.

The yin spirits along the shore were stunned.

In the blink of an eye, it was almost a mess.

Thunder things, for Yin spirits, are inherently extremely deterrent.

Even those armored generals, the moment they saw the rolling thunderclouds, they couldn't help but show a trace of panic on their faces, and subconsciously retreated.

However, in the crowd of people who were desperately retreating, the plain girl and the old man with a wine trough nose did not retreat but advanced, and came to the edge of the thundercloud.

She glanced back, silently stretched out her pale slender wrist, and drew a few runes in mid-air to prevent the thunder from spilling into the yin spirits on the edge, causing casualties.

At this moment, in the third kan of Huangquan Road, the cocoon chrysalis that trapped Song Lanyi suddenly trembled.

PS: You have to think about tomorrow's plot, it's like this for the time being, goodbye ~ Mo Mo Da ~

(End of chapter)