Past. Eight thousand feet underground, towering giant trees soar into the sky.

Su Xiao Xiao -

With the cold sound of the shell falling, the clusters of phoenix branches instantly covered the big trees that covered the sky and the sun. The phoenix turned into a phoenix bathed in fire, and the soul wrapped in the cold sound rushed straight up to the Chongxiao Shrine Temple, opening the door of the Infernal Prison.

The moment the boundary gate was shattered, the golden light of the phoenix bone shone brightly, as if breaking through the barrier of time, and quietly fell into the illusory world like roots taking root.

The soul of the cold sound woke up, and slowly turned into a translucent illusory human form, floating in the air. He stared at the strange void in amazement, his mind was in a state of confusion, and he couldn't tell where he was for a while.

It wasn't until the phoenix spread its wings and flew that the cold sound woke up suddenly. Wrong. Isn't he already gone, why is he still alive?

Where is this place, or is this strange world where people end up after death?

The phoenix flew around him a few times, and suddenly flew into a thick root, and after the phoenix screamed, the flames rose abruptly.

The cold sound was boring, neither hiding nor panicking, just watching. No matter where this place is, wouldn't it be good to let him disappear as soon as possible, and the dust will return to dust?

The phoenix bone fire instantly burned the towering giant tree to the flames, and the amber pupils reflected the brilliant firelight, and before he could think about it, his entire soul was suddenly dragged into the firelight.

A whirlwind of vomiting came to mind, and if it weren't for the lack of a shell, the cold sound would have been vomited a long time ago. After the intense pain slowly subsided, Su Hansheng opened his eyes in confusion, but he was already in the Ying Xu Sect. ——Ying Xuzong thirty years ago.

In the delicately arranged secluded mustard, the sound of a baby crying can be heard. Someone hurriedly came from outside, and the white-clothed white flew over the still yellowed orchid on the ground, and staggered into the inner room.

The soul of the cold sound floated in the air, but the man didn't seem to see it, and walked directly through his body to the cradle.

The sound of the cold floated over in a daze, and his eyes followed.

In the cradle, a baby with amber eyes was crying heartbreakingly, tears covered with tears, like flames all over his body, burning his strange eyes more and more red.

Probably because it was so painful that the baby cried so much that his voice was hoarse.

The man in white stood by the cradle, looking down, not knowing what he was thinking.

The cold sound was so noisy that my ears hurt, but I can't leave here for a while, so I can only think that this person will hurry up and coax the child to save me from crying and disturbing people.

The man slowly reached out his hand towards the cradle. But instead of picking up the child and coaxing it, he held it with his hands

His fingers were as steady as a rock, and he grabbed the young child's neck little by little.

Su was stunned.

The child's crying stopped abruptly, and his red face slowly turned purple.

Only then did he react to the cold sound, this person was actually going to strangle this child! He subconsciously wanted to stop it, but his hand passed through the man's arm and threw himself into the air.

Because of his staggering and pounce action, his eyes finally fell on the man's face.

The face was pale and handsome, the tears on his face had not dried, but his eyes were cold and indifferent, and the hand holding the child's neck was extremely steady, as if he had already made sufficient preparations.

That face is a little similar to the sound of the cold sound.

Su Hansheng stared blankly, and suddenly had a thought in his heart. "This is my dad."

This is...... Long-awaited mystery.

Su Xuanlin wanted him to die, and Su Hansheng vaguely overheard the elder's small talk, but he didn't believe it completely at that time. It was only then that he suddenly realized that Su Xuanlin really hated him. Hate him so much that I want to strangle him with my own hands.

Shu Hansheng was able to grow up alive, which shows that Shu Xuanlin was not successful at that time. Su Hansheng didn't see why Shu Xuanlin let go of his hand, and after a burst of fire, the sun and moon around him rotated.

The sound of the cold seems to be back when he was young, and his soul floats in mid-air, once again experiencing the first half of his life trapped in the Cold Garden.

Before the seventeenth birthday, the life of the young man was boring, and he was only "imprisoned" in the corner of the Hanwan Garden, and the place where he stayed the most was the edge of the cold pool, so as to suppress the burning pain of the phoenix bone attack.

I don't understand why I have killed myself to the point that my soul is gone, but I have to relive that tragic life. No one could answer him.

He could only float numbly in the air, watching the fool-like man trapped in the cold garden, consuming what little vitality he had day after day.

There is no passage of time in the illusory world, and Su Hansheng grew up little by little with that child, but he really lived in this world of memories for another seventeen years.

Until a few days before his seventeenth birthday.

Su Han stated that his heart had been tortured like ashes, and his face was numb, but when he saw the living Xu Nanzhi again, he couldn't help but struggle to rush forward.

Brother! Brother......

The soul swooped down again, to no avail.

Su Hansheng could only watch his seventeen-year-old self repeat those word-for-word evil words again, making Xu Nan so angry that he dropped the cruel words and walked away.

That was the last time the two saw each other.

/ > when he was young, Xiao Xiao Xiao was extremely depressed in his heart, and sat on the edge of the cold pool with red eyes and wiped his tears.

But in the void, the sound of the cold was heart-rending and rushed towards Xu Nanlian, who was angry and quickly left the Cold Garden, struggling to keep him by all means.

But he could only watch Xu Nanzhi leave.

Gone forever.

When he returned again, there was only a headless corpse.

The same collapse struck again, and no one could see the madness of the chill in the void. And then it's still the same... was beaten by Qi Jianyi from the Infernal Prison, and when he was dying, he met Chongjue dressed in black.

After ten years of back and forth in Infernal Prison, he finally committed suicide.

The sound of the cold was completely silent, and he returned to the strange space full of roots in a daze. After a long time, he was dragged in by a phoenix fire again.

It's still a familiar cold garden, a familiar cradle...... Su Xuanlin came in a hurry, trying in vain to strangle him in the cradle;

day after day of phoenix bone fire torture, year after year in a corner of the "captivity"; Qi Jianyi, Xu Nan.

The sound of Su Han floated in the air, watching Su Xiao Xiao and Xu Nan disperse unhappily, and they were no longer as hysterical as the first time. He tilted his head and watched coldly as Xu Nanzhi left the Cold Garden, and then looked at the thin figure sitting on the edge of the cold pool.

Seventeen-year-old Su Xiaoxiao's eyes were red, and he sat on the edge of the cold pool and gritted his teeth and shed tears.

Tears snapped and smashed on the back of his hand, startling the young man so much that he almost jumped up, he quickly looked left and right, but didn't see Changkong and Xu Nanzhi, so he quickly wiped away his tears and refused to let others see them.

"I can go wherever I want." The boy muttered angrily, "Leave me alone, anyway, not many people have really taken care of me since I was a child."

With the fall of his parents, it is not easy for the elders of Ying Xu Sect to bother to maintain the huge sect, and Senior Brother and Xu Nanzhi are not only alive for him, they also have their own lives that are busy all day long.

No one cares about him.

Su Xiaoxiao doesn't cause trouble to others, except for being idle and boring to use the companion tree to break into a small disaster, and he hasn't done anything out of the ordinary at all. Xu Nanzhi said that he was not well-behaved.

When Su Xiaoxiao thought of this, tears couldn't help but fall. He's already well-behaved.

The cold sound in the void had already experienced twice, and naturally he knew what the boy was thinking, he floated over, stretched out a translucent hand and slowly leaned towards the boy's back.

"Useless waste." Su Hansheng thought faintly, It would be good if I died here.

Perhaps he had imagined countless times that if he had been

He died on the night before his seventeenth birthday, can this short life remain chaotic and ignorant, and end happily without the slightest regret?

Or at the very beginning, Su Xuanlin didn't have to show mercy to his subordinates, and directly strangled him in the cradle, so that he didn't have to spend more energy to walk in the world again.

Suddenly, a bright phoenix fire burned on Shu Hansheng's body, enveloping his soul, and the good show briefly condensed into a solid body.

There was a slight noise. Forty-seven years back and forth, the soul that could only be empty suddenly fell into place.

- Su Hansheng's hand was on the shoulder of the young man Su Xiaoxiao.

At that moment, the beating sound of Su Xiaoxiao's heart in the living shell of Su Xiaoxiao seemed to spread through the soul of Su Hansheng with that hand.

Su Xiaoxiao was wiping her tears, and at first glance she felt someone on her shoulder, and she was slightly stunned. He thought it was Xu Nanzhi who came back to coax him, so he coughed dryly, pretending to be calm and wanted to keep himself arrogant and turned around.

"Poof."

Su Hansheng's hand slammed into the cold pool, pushing the young man's Su Xiao Xiao into the cold pool.

The cold pool is so shallow that it is estimated that it can only reach the chest when it stands up, and it usually only needs to sit on the shore to temporarily restrain the burning heat of the phoenix bone attack.

As soon as Su Xiaoxiao fell into the cold pool, he hurriedly fluttered and climbed onto the shore with one hand to get ashore.

But in the next moment, a hot hand reached into the cold pool, and the fingers pressed his head with thin but powerful fingers, pressing into the water without moving. Goodo...... The cold pool couldn't help but bubble up.

The sound of Su Xiaoxiao's struggle and pain faintly came from the water. No. Help, help...... Division...... Elder brother......... No.

Su Hansheng knelt on the shore on one knee, pressed the boy's head with his hand, and watched the seaweed-like hair float and scatter in the water, feeling the struggle under the palm of his hand getting weaker and weaker, and the force of fluttering getting smaller and smaller.

Su Hansheng's face did not change at all, watching his young self struggling to death in the water, but his eyes were gentle. "Just stop here, don't go any further."

One step further is hell from which there will never be any return. I'm helping you, and I'm helping myself.

He was like a savior who saved himself, drowning in the cold pool with compassion on his face, and his face was full of sober madness.

The manpower in the water is getting smaller and smaller, but he doesn't look at the cold sound, but hums an out-of-tune song, as if to lull him to sleep. The moon is slanting to the west, the black magpie returns, returns to the nest, returns.

The end of the song.

Struggle thoroughly

Stop, the fingers that were clinging to the shore were frozen stiff.

The companion tree planted in the middle of the Frost Garden struggled desperately to save it, but another invisible force imprisoned it, preventing it from moving a single branch.

The lush companion trees shivered and their leaves fell.

Drowning himself with his own hands, he didn't move the sound of the cold, humming the tune and breaking off his slender fingers, and gently sinking the body into the bottom of the cold pool.

The boy's eyes widened blankly, and he didn't see exactly who drowned him until he died. Maybe he thought that the person who patted him on the shoulder was Xu Nanzhi.

After the flames on Su Hansheng's body stopped, he once again turned into a soul that he couldn't touch.

But he didn't feel afraid, anyway, if the body died here, then he wouldn't have to go through it again in the next thirteen years. It's better to be relieved sooner.

Su Hansheng sat on the edge of the cold pool, staring at the corpse under the cold pool. He waited and waited, and waited until the third watch in the middle of the night, and his soul was still not gone.

The cold sound that had been sitting quietly suddenly collapsed again.

His body is already dead, and Hantan has frozen the soul of the Qi refining period to the point of scattering, why do you want to keep him here?! When exactly will this damn cycle stop?

Su Hansheng has always felt that the years of his life were the most painful times, but now that his body is still killing himself, his soul has to suffer from this endless reincarnation, and it is better to die than to live.

Did he create any evil in his previous life, and why did Heaven punish him like this?

The sound of the cold was in pain, and the voices of Xu Nanlian and Changkong were faintly heard outside the Cold Garden.

Fourth Uncle, you're finally here!

"I was passing by. Why, your young gentleman finally figured it out and wants to apologize to me?" Uh, no.

The whimpering sound of the cold sound stopped abruptly, and he looked blankly at the door. This cycle did not stop with the physical death of Su Xiaoxiao.

Looking at the corpse in the cold pool, a trace of fear finally appeared in the numb heart of the cold sound at that moment. If Xu Nanzhi saw that Su Xiao Xiao was dead......

Su Hansheng threw himself into the cold pool almost in horror, struggling to drag the body up, but he had returned to his soul state, and he couldn't touch anything at all.

Xu Nanzhi was scolding and scolding with Changkong, but he never left, according to his knife-mouthed tofu heart, he would definitely come to Hanmanyuan to look for him without scolding a few words.

The cold voice became more and more urgent. But Xiao Xiao's soul in the water has been dispersed, even if he scoops up the shell, it will not help.

God makes the ghosts send a mess, and they are cold

A thought suddenly flashed in his heart. Since the body is empty, can he ......

As this thought came to mind, a runic lightning that seemed to come from the bloodline appeared in the sea of consciousness.

Su Hansheng didn't have time to think about where this thing came from, and after vaguely understanding its purpose, he instantly pinched the snatching rune into the cold body.

Bang –

"Chills?!" Xu Nanlian broke open the door of Hanmanyuan and rushed in in a hurry.

The entire body of the associated tree was trembling violently with unknown fear. Xu Nanzhi hurriedly swept it, his face extremely ugly.

Suddenly.

The cold sound suddenly broke through the water, and one hand was stubbornly clinging to the stone at the edge of the cold pool, steadying the almost frozen and stiffened body, and slowly climbed up.

Xu Nanyu's face changed, and he immediately rushed forward and dragged the person up from the cold pool. Scream!" Fool, such a shallow pool can fall into the water?!"

The cold voice was muddy, his face was full of dead air, and he looked at Xu Nan in front of him blankly, his lips opened and closed, and he didn't know what he was saying.

The warm hand held the body that was almost frozen into ice, and a familiar and unfamiliar warmth slowly came. …… Symbolizes the temperature of a living person.

Su Hansheng looked at Xu Nanzhi and couldn't help laughing. But before the smile could be raised, it turned into tears and fell down.

The cold pool shook up a circle of ripples, and only a broken soul lay quietly in the depths of the cold pool.

All ways are impermanent, and the law is vain.

It's just a ghost.