Luo Songren looked at the glazed black hair and said loudly: "You obviously know that the master will not let us go, why do you want that kid to win, why!" As he spoke, his face was full of sadness, and his originally bright eyes suddenly turned a little red.

At this time, taking a step back, Liuli raised her head, shed tears, and shouted: "Win him, what if you win, continue to kill?" Don't you want to think about how many people we've killed in the past few years! I'm so tired, I'm really tired, I don't want to kill anymore, you don't understand! He copied out his two hands and grabbed Luo Songren's shoulder, as if he had fallen into madness.

Immediately brushed her hand away, Luo Songren smiled bitterly, grabbed her shoulder, and said softly: "If you don't kill them, what about the people in the village?" What about our loved ones? It's all saved, why are you so stupid, kill a few more, kill a few more, maybe the master will let us go, kill a few more, maybe he will let us go! His voice grew hoarse, as if with a hint of fear.

Liuli lowered her head and shook violently, her flower-like face flashed with tears, and said with a wry smile: "It's useless, you can't kill it, give it up, send Ren, don't do evil......" was about to touch his face.

Who knew that Luo Songren pushed her away, laughed loudly and took a step back, and said evilly: "No, don't worry, wait for me, I will definitely slash that kid in the next game, and then ask the master to forgive you, forgive you for your mistakes this time, we can still be the same as before...... Don't cry, be strong, we're not done yet, right, then don't cry, be strong. As she spoke, she retreated step by step, gradually disappearing, leaving only Liuli holding on to the bridge, leaving her crying bitterly beside the Acacia Lake.

"Fate, fate, where are you, why are you destined to be so miserable, why do you let me fall into the abyss of sin? Fate, you are really ruthless, so ruthless! Liuli Angtian shouted, his voice low and piercing, accompanied by the chirping of silkworms, and it became a symphony of sorrow and sorrow, but the only thing that answered her was the cold wind that blew and the lonely and desolate ice moon.

Fate will not treat anyone badly nor favor anyone, fate is so ruthless, it is so ruthless, because only if you can withstand its test and withstand its temptation, the door to a better future will be open for you, although fate is determined by heaven, it is also fair, fate is in your hands, in your heart, so there is no bad life only people who are unwilling to work hard, if they are willing to work hard, even if that person's life is bad and stupid, the light of success will also come to him.

Looking at the cold light of the bright moon that fell on his shoulder, Tianxing also had trouble sleeping, although he won the game in a daze today, but when he thought of the opponent in the next game, it was Luo Songren who had the blue light of the ghost, his heart couldn't help but be like an ant on a hot pot, chaotic, and the Luo Songren who killed people in an instant, Tianxing felt that he had no chance of winning, and he would definitely lose, but he understood that he must not give up, and he could not retreat without a fight.

With irritability, so I walked back and forth in the backyard, tonight's moon is particularly bright, big and round, the sky is also exceptionally clear, cloudless, so that the moonlight is completely poured on the earth, the silver moonlight through the sparse bamboo forest in the backyard, leaving a gray and white bamboo shadow on the ground. The breeze blows, the bamboo in the forest makes a rustling sound with the wind, as if playing mournful music, and the bamboo shadow on the ground dances with the music, and the scenery is poignant and rare in the world.

Seeing this scene, Tianxing couldn't help but stop, and looked at it in a daze, but at this moment, a low voice came in from a distance, and said: "Ah, it's you again, young man, we really have fate!" ”

As soon as he heard the sound, he immediately came back to his senses, looked at the source of the sound, and when he shook his head, he found that a black shadow had stood beside him, and he couldn't help but be frightened in his heart, and said secretly: "Huh? Who is it? When did it come! Thinking about taking a closer look, he saw that he was over half a hundred years old, holding a broom in his left hand, his right hand behind his waist, dressed in white, with a serious but peaceful face, he couldn't help but be shocked, and said, "Who is this old man?" It's so familiar! ”

After thinking about it for a long time, Fang remembered that it was the old man who had ignited himself that day, and suddenly realized, and said happily: "Ah, it turned out to be an old man from his uncle, if I hadn't listened to what he said, I'm afraid I'm still a nerd who can't do anything, let alone win the game, even my life can't be saved, I have to thank him!" ”

So he didn't dare to be slow, hurriedly tidied up his collar, bowed to the old man, and said respectfully: "Hello old uncle, I got your guidance from the old man last time, or I really don't know anything about Taiji reincarnation." After swallowing a sip of water, he said, "Uncle, I don't have anything to thank you, so you might as well accept my worship." As he spoke, he made a compilation with his hands, got down on one knee, bowed his head and bowed.

After seeing the strong, the old man hurriedly helped Tianxing up, shook his head first, showed a kind smile, and then said happily: "No, no, no, today's competition, Tai Chi reincarnation skills have not helped you at all, and the reason why you can win depends on your own ability." ”

As soon as he heard this, Tianxing couldn't help but secretly say: "Oh, how did the old man know about my competition today, could it be that he made a special trip to see me." Thinking of this, he secretly rejoiced, but after a while, he thought: "What are you guessing, I'm not a big person, why should people come to see me on purpose, but he said that Tai Chi reincarnation didn't help me, what helped me was my own ability, what ability do I have, is my gene mutated?" ”

He immediately shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, just looked at the old man, and asked respectfully, "Uncle, you said it was my own ability?" But I'm just an amnesiac person, so how can I block the ghost's red light? ”。

Hearing this, the old man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed at the sky, but after a while, his eyes revealed a trace of coolness, and he sighed in his heart: "I'm sorry, the immortal demon general, the eternal god of war, I don't have the intention to seal your memory, but I can't let you have this indelible memory, and I don't dare to let you have this memory full of magic, because I'm afraid, I'm afraid that you won't be able to defeat your own demons, I'm afraid that you will become like them, I don't dare to take this risk, and I don't need to take this risk, because I believe in her, that woman, She will definitely let you recover your memory and will definitely let you defeat the demons in your heart, but, alas, the will of heaven is unpredictable, since I brought you into this world, I have fallen into the six realms, and I have become a person in the game of fate! Whether this world survives or dies, everything depends on you, Wing Tianxing! It's up to you! ”

After thinking about it, he only took out a dagger from his arms, and said in a deep voice: "Hehe, you will understand in the future, now that you are young, your tolerance is so wide, it is really rare, I have a magic weapon 'magic blade', I will give it to you as a gift, maybe you will have a wonderful use in the future." ”