Seeing that the young man in the black sweatshirt was unmoved, the man shook his head with a smile and said, "Actually, I noticed you a long time ago, even if you messed up our 'pen table', but this also proves that you are indeed a malleable talent." ”

"I believe that your future achievements will be far greater than everything you have now."

"Otherwise, you wouldn't have been made an exception, written into my 'history books', and appeared here."

When the young man in the black sweatshirt heard this, he gradually turned around and stared at the man in front of him, "If I join you, can you spare my wife?" ”

The man groaned for a moment and sighed slightly, "No. ”

"You ——!"

"Don't worry," the man's hand rested lightly on his shoulder, "have you never felt anything wrong with your wife when you were with her?" ”

"For example, many of your experiences do not stand up to scrutiny......"

"Because the so-called An Tong actually never existed at all, and what I am doing now is just to correct this 'clerical error'."

"What the hell are you trying to say!" Seeing that his wife's forehead was lowered, she had lost the strength to speak, and even fell unconscious, and her fists were already trembling a little.

"Alas, when you join us, everything will be understood," the man looked at the infatuated teenager in front of him, and even felt some pity, "We will not harm our companions, after all...... It will destroy unity. ”

Then the man turned, his right hand still on the boy's shoulder, and pointed to the young girl who he called 'wife' in front of him.

"In fact, she is not An Tong at all, but the most suitable successor of the Situ family, and her name has been hidden——"

"Situ An."

The male voice is low and long, as if telling a history that has been sealed in the dust.

"We have tried to cut off the inheritance of the Situ family through the most suitable successor of the Situ family, after all, their inheritance ability is too obvious a threat to us."

"Even, we paid a very painful price for this, the three Heavenly Rank Saints and the seventeen Earth Rank Quasi-Saints all fell forever in Kailin City, Zhongzhou Province, in the Pure Land, and even the remnant soul could not escape, and the history books were burned to the point that only the remnants remained......"

"Our plan was perfectly prepared, but it failed, and we couldn't figure out what happened that night."

"However, since then, Situ An, the most suitable successor of the Situ family, has never existed at all, and even the past has been erased."

"And you......" the man said, patting the young man on the shoulder a little harder, "It's just a by-product of Situ An's creation of 'An Tong', which is used to complete the past of 'An Tong who never existed'." ”

"Otherwise, if you think about it, you have ...... besides your experience with her. Other pasts? ”

"Your parents, your loved ones, your childhood memories...... Do they all exist? ”

"Even ...... Have you ever looked in the mirror yourself? ”

"Except for your own characteristics...... Can you describe what you look like? ”

Seeing that the young man in the black sweatshirt had a stiffer and stiffer face, the man also got out of his way at the right time.

"This is a gift from me, and it is also a sincerity that belongs to us to solicit you...... After all, these historical facts are not what your 'history book' can record now. ”

"It's an honor for me to be your ancestor so that you can have a true self soon."

"And we don't need history to give us some fragments, but to really exist!"

"So......" The young man, who had forgotten his existence, asked in a trembling voice, "What are we going to do now?" ”

"Waiting for the Zhuxian Array to strip Situ An's 'Situ Family' inheritance," the man patted him on the shoulder again, with a weird smile on his face, "I know you're holding back your anger, pretending to be calm, talking to me, looking for an opportunity to make a move......"

"It's a pity, no matter how hard you force yourself to recognize that you are a D-level realm, we also know that you already have a mid-level realm cultivation of the Yellow Order."

"They don't know about the legacy, but we know it."

"Everything you've done, we can put on a show, no matter how much the people around you are acting with you...... After all, we have seen too many plays, and even the Son of Heaven once gambled on the fortune of the country, but he still lost everything in front of us. ”

The man spoke, his tone softening slightly, "I can understand your situation, after all, I was in a lot of pain when I started to question everything around me. ”

"Because of my experience, a fragment constructed by a Xuan-level inheritor, it took me twenty years to understand that everything about me is false and may be broken at any time."

"And you're just a clumsy piece of a little girl."

"However, her inheritance talent is really unbelievably high, and the you you created because of this have also deeply attracted us."

"Remember, we lonely ghosts...... If you can clearly understand your own origins, and use this to build a connection with a part of the canonical history, you can enhance its existence and power. ”

"When her inheritance is completely stripped away, you will also begin to dissipate, and after you experience that pain, you will naturally be able to understand my good intentions as your ancestors."

"Oh yes, you are still a fragment of her inheritance, and after you inherit the inheritance of the Situ family, I believe you will be very compatible."

"At that time, you can even take the surname of Situ outside the Pure Land."

"This is a big surname......"

"What are you doing like this...... "After the young man in the black sweatshirt was recognized, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Just for me?" ”

"Oh, it's not ......," the man smiled and looked at Zhiyun next to him in a white costume, "Presumably, you should have heard all that just now, right?" ”

However, Zhiyun stood in front of him with the sword, and the sword intent on it seemed to have a spiritual nature.

Seeing this, the man waved his hand slightly, and the Zhuxian Array was suddenly caused by a fluctuation, and the life grid belonging to Zhiyun above also resonated.

"Actually, the situation of you cultivators is similar to ours......

"Maybe your own life in the sect is vivid, but there are some details, don't you think, can't stand scrutiny at all?"

"For example, you said that the elders of the Qingyang Sect once tried to enter the secret realm...... But how exactly did they try? ”

"How can I ask about the matter of the elders of the sect," the young man slowly closed his eyes, as if he was patiently saying: "The evil demon is outside, demagoguery, and the three precepts are his words." ”

"No matter what you think, there will be additions...... the man shook his head, turned his back and said, "But the real Quyang has long since ceased to exist......"

"Why, weren't we killed by the black chess monk now?" The young man in white still closed his eyes.

"Of course!" The man's gaze suddenly sharpened, and he emphasized angrily: "Because in the future, whether you are a remnant or a disciple of the sect, you will be killed by the black chess monk!" ”

"So...... Quyang never existed at all! ”

The man turned around, and his voice became slightly hurried, "After all, it is impossible for you to win, even if your Son of Heaven has gambled on the fortune of the country in the past...... But it is also impossible to truly win over orthodox history in the future. ”

"Because whether it is in the past, in the present, or in the future, if it loses once, it will be torn to pieces by other history."

"But it's still history...... That means it hasn't lost in the future. ”

"Therefore, it is impossible for the black chess monk to lose...... This is a conceptual existence.

"But ......"

The man's eyes were a little blood-red for a while, "We don't necessarily have to lose!" ”

"Don't you feel a little conflicted?" The young man in the black sweatshirt stared at each other, "Even in the future, you have never lost, how can you win?" ”

"Don't underestimate your future," the man suddenly laughed, but when it was spliced together with his distorted expression just now, it looked a little hideous for a while, "When we divide the inheritance of the Situ family to the cultivators of the white chess, they will be able to truly exist because of this." ”

"As long as they exist...... But if they lose, they can have an inescapable past, when their history will be burdened with resentment of tens of thousands of lives. ”

"And the morality that constructs their history will then become their weakness, and they will deny themselves."

"As for this bloody game of chess, it will even be hidden or even erased by them......"

In the end, when this history is completely forgotten by them...... Then this history belongs to us! ”

"It's up to us to write whatever we want...... History that we really existed! ”

"And the inheritance that continues to this day, that is, our present, our everything, is real!"

"Exists in ...... History, to the present? The boy in the sweatshirt took a few steps back, "What the hell are you talking about?" ”

"Some of our compatriots, just for the sake of this silk, have even been tortured to the point of festering by the official history," the male stared into each other's eyes, "After all, we are too fragile as fragments...... It will be denied at any time, and then completely dissipated. ”

"Neither the past, the present, nor the future."

"And your beloved will completely forget you."

"After all, you didn't even exist......"

"I can't even call it a mirror, and I won't leave any traces."

"For example, your current name doesn't even have a title."

"Don't you think it's really sad?"

When the boy heard this, he slowly turned sideways and opened his lips.

"Yin, Hang?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then his brow furrowed.

"A teenager in a black sweatshirt, this is the last concept you exist, how can you ......"

"Yin Hang, it's my code name, it belongs to me, why can't I?"

"Generation, codename?" The male was momentarily stunned, "Your code name...... Is it Yin Hang? ”

"No, how can you still have self-awareness?"

"That's all it should say......," Zhiyun, who was dressed in white next to him, finally opened his eyes and said, "It's really a shame for me to let such evil demons chatter here." ”

"I'm sorry," he said, taking off his black-rimmed glasses and putting them in the storage lens, then sighed, "I was worried that what my wife said would alarm you......"

"Fortunately, I thought too much."

"You, just a group of lonely ghosts who read the books of the sages in vain, writing some wild histories that are careless of human life and reckless, and trying to be included in orthodoxy?"

"Guess the canonical history, why has it always been orthodox?"

"Hundreds of rivers flow eastward——!

At the same time of insulting, just like the sneak attack on the believer at the beginning, with the initial power provided by the [Fire], coupled with the blessing of the [Baichuan] exoskeleton, 'Yin Hang' directly chiseled into the opponent's abdomen with a knee hit.

The man's eyes were instantly bloodshot, and the next moment, 'Yin Hang' had already taken this opportunity to rush towards the immortal array in an instant!

"Sure enough, they're still trying to resist, but what's the point?" The man waved his long sleeves, but while operating his true qi, he spat out a mouthful of black blood again, and then half knelt on the ground.

He hurriedly touched it with his hand, and found that there was a bloody hole in his abdomen.

What's going on?

His self-perception is a D-level realm, and the true realm should be in the middle of the Yellow Order, how could he seriously injure himself in the half-step Xuan Rank Realm with one blow?

However, under the touch of the man, the immortal array that was urged by the cultivator's life still changed, and those white stars immediately fell like rain, and at the same time, the wreckage of the 'bubbles' around Yu Yu also suddenly moved, condensing into a water sword with the same appearance and clear and clear handle.

But each immortal sword contains extremely vast spiritual power, and only a dozen water swords can block a fairy sword.

But it is enough to delay for a short time.

'Yin Hang', who rushed to the center of the sword formation in an instant, immediately hugged the two girls tightly in his arms, and the next moment, dozens of fairy swords came one after another and fell with a bang!

"Yin Hang" immediately coughed up a puddle of blood, and he couldn't hold it for a while.

Sure enough, if you want to resist a sect's Sect Protector Array on your own, you are still a little reluctant.

But to be honest, he felt like he was dying of breath.

"How is it possible, and when will it ......?" The man covered his abdomen and stared at the traces of the water sword that had collapsed with a hideous expression, "When did those powers enter the formation, I didn't 'see' you used your abilities at all!" ”

'Yin Hang' spat at the blood foam, and said with a little detached smile: "You disappeared a wild ghost on a train half a month ago, have you forgotten about it?" ”

"Oh yes......" 'Yin Hang', who remembered something, scratched his head in embarrassment, "At that time, except for Yin Yi and Yin Er, I forgot to leave one for you to pass on the message." ”

"I'm sorry about that, my question."

(End of chapter)