At this point, we have all heard it, probably some of the origins of this Tian Chen's previous life and this dragon king who incarnated Qi Ling, which will induce today's events.

"I really don't understand, what have I done, making you want me to die, and even causing other people!"

Although Tian Chen was just an ordinary person, he showed extraordinary courage at this time, and stood in front of us as a thin mortal.

"You don't understand, of course you won't understand now, but as long as you remember one thing, the reason why I am still breathing, the only motivation is to torture you, torture you to death, three lives and three lives, as long as you are reincarnated, I will chase you, until you die, my 'dragon scales' will guide me to find you, you will never escape!"

The thick resentment that had enveloped Qi Ling before instantly collapsed with her undulating strong voice, and the resentment in the entire room rushed but could not penetrate at all, and all of us seemed to be choked by these words, unable to make a sound.

What kind of resentment will make a dragon king give up his identity as an immortal and become a mortal, and what kind of hatred will make her chase and kill a person for life and life?

Compared to our shock, Tian Chen's calmness was a little scary, he just raised his eyebrows and quietly looked at Qi Ling, who was almost crazy, and said softly: "Since I was sorry for you in my previous life, I am also very curious about why you want to kill me forever, instead of letting me die unexplained, it is better for you to give me an answer before you die!"

I don't know why, but I just heard a hint of pity in his tone, a hint of sympathy.

Qi Ling restrained her crazy look, gently brushed her hair, her movements were extremely elegant, she took off the oxygen mask, took a sip of the tea that appeared in her hand at some point, and her eyes revealed banter again.

"Anyway, you're going to die, it's good to let you die clearly, there happens to be Mother Earth present today, I'm going to let her break it, are you really damned, or I'm stingy!"

After saying this, she put down the teacup and put on the oxygen mask again, and turned the atomization of the "purifier" to the maximum.

The fog was so thick that I couldn't even look at her face and began to blur, and then another scene appeared in front of me, the mountains and rivers were beautiful, the flowers were red and willow green, and it seemed that we were brought to the years when their story happened by Qi Ling's "Awakening Tips......

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The full moon hangs in the sky like a disk, and the silver light is so bright that it makes people feel a little cold. It is the good season of August 15, at this time it is the moment when the river crab is fat and the rice is fragrant, so people are busy in the fields, or harvesting, or catching crabs, in short, because of these reasons, the seaside is always quiet, not to mention the middle of the night.

The beauty of the moonlit night on the edge of the East China Sea is breathtaking, just like the first sentence of the Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Ruoxu in "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night": "The spring river tide is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together." "It's the same as it describes.

On the quiet white beach, you can only hear the sound of the waves roaring in the sea, and suddenly there are layers of unusual ripples on the surface of the sea, and it seems that a small golden head pokes out, followed by a small snake with a golden body and a pair of strange horns on its head appears on the beach.

I saw that it sometimes looked at the moon, sometimes rolled in the sand, and happily chased the sea crab that secretly came out of the sand hole to breathe.

At this moment, it straightened up like the usual snake, and lay on its back on the beach, letting the silver moon bathe its body, reflecting the golden light.

The sea breeze blows so beautifully with the fishy sweet smell, everything on this shore seems so novel and interesting, the little golden snake is puzzled: my father obviously knows how fun it is here, why does he still lock himself in the "undersea palace" all day long, and it has been a thousand years since he cultivated, and all he saw all day long was the fish that were bubbling with their mouths open and "gurgling" all day long, as well as those stupid shrimp soldiers and crab generals, it was simply boring!

My father always said that if you cultivate a good life, you will one day turn into a dragon body, and this East China Sea is looking forward to your own horse, and when the time comes, you can also take off the beast book and rank in the immortal class.

It's just that what about being an immortal?

Like this, playing in the heavens, the earth, the sea, and the mountains, stealing bird eggs on the trees, chasing birds in the sky, teasing hedgehogs in the ground, and playing with small fish in the sea, carefree is not more joyful, what is good about being a fairy, I heard my mother say that there are many rules in the sky, and if one accidentally commits it, it will be thrown down the "god-killing well", so terrifying, why should you be a fairy?

Its mana has increased greatly recently, and most of the time it can take off its snake body and turn into a human form, but the time is always not fixed, so it didn't tell its parents, for fear that they would find more ways to let it practice if they talked too much, so that it would not have the opportunity to sneak out to play again.

Seeing that the horizon was gradually revealing a little light, the little golden snake knew in his heart that it was going to dawn, and the spell had been driven for a long time but had not yet turned into a human form, so it was good, after all, he hadn't been ashore for a long time, so it was good to wander around like this, anyway, humans were also very good, although it hadn't really met it yet.

With that in mind, it began to swim and soon shuttled between the trees.

A rapid "squeak" sound came into the ears of the little golden snake, and it quickly found the direction to "swim" over, only to see a little snow-white mouse, struggling in a certain object with a pair of blood-red eyes.

Compassion rose in his heart, and the little golden snake didn't care about it, so he shot out like an arrow from the string, and knocked away the thing that blocked the mouse, only to see it run away and want to turn around by himself, but he heard a "bang", something fell heavily, and smashed it on its seven inches impartially, and the pain of the scales being lifted spread all over the body.

It was so aggrieved that it almost didn't shed tears, what is this, how could it be caught on itself, could it be that this is the trap that my father said, a tool used by humans to capture other creatures?

While it was thinking wildly, an old and gloomy voice sounded: "Catch some small insects every day, and now I finally have something decent!"

Then a wrinkled old face appeared in front of the little golden snake, full of joy, and a black cloth bag hung from his waist, which seemed to be writhing some disc-shaped object in it.

In the face of such a terrifying human being, the little golden snake was afraid, and even forgot about the spitting letter and all the spells he had ever practiced, just staring at a pair of black bean eyes, looking at each other pitifully.

The old man didn't care what it was looking at, he reached over and pinched its seven inches, followed it between his hands, took out a small black mud bottle from his pocket, opened it, dug out a little black paste and smelling ointment, and rubbed it on it, and taught it to stiffen and move.

"Hahahaha, with this baby, send it to the pharmacy to sell the gall first, exchange it for some money, and then take the meat to the restaurant to cook, and use the skin and bones to make wine, maybe you can live forever!"

He was chattering to himself, but the little golden snake listened to it all. It wanted to tremble, but it couldn't move, knowing that this was the "snake catcher" that its father often mentioned, and if it fell into their hands, it was afraid that there would not be even a bone left, and it wept sadly at the thought that it would never see its parents again, and that it would never be able to play on the beach and bask in the moon again.

"Can you let me go, I, I'll go and tell my father, find a baby in the sea for you, don't kill me, please!"

However, its cry for help was only the "sizzling" sound of the snake spitting out a long letter in the ears of the snake catcher, and he couldn't understand it!

Xu is really happy to get the baby, the snake catcher is really happy, he did not put the little golden snake into the snake bag like before, but just coiled it in his hand, humming a little song while admiring his harvest.

"The doll is walking all over the mountain, babbling, sister, looking forward to Lang's return, babbling, Brother Lover is outside, thinking about home......"

He sang it so happily, no matter how bad it was!

The little golden snake held back his sad tears, but laughed out of tears, in fact, this person is just begging for life, and he looks quite cute, but it's a pity that he can't let himself go.

All the way to the sun was coiled down the mountain, the little golden snake's heart was like being trampled under the feet of the snake man, every step was trampled painfully, it knew that out of this forest into the city, it also meant that its death time had come!

At this moment, it began to regret that it should not run ashore willfully, let alone run to the mountains to play without being able to turn into a human form, but it really likes the wonderful world on the shore, there are mountains, waters, birds and flowers, and everything is the driving force for it to take risks every time.

Gradually, perhaps because of the effect of the drug, and perhaps a little tired, the little golden snake's head began to stop thinking, and a pair of eyelids became heavier and heavier, and it was about to be closed unsupportively.

"Angry hair rushes to the crown, relying on the place, Xiaoxiao rain rest. Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, and be fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad.

Jing Kang is ashamed, but it is still snowing, and the courtiers hate, when will it be destroyed. Drive a long car and step through the lack of Helan Mountain. Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Xiongnu blood. To start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky. ”

Suddenly, this whole majestic "Man Jianghong" from the famous general Yue Fei of the Song Dynasty came from somewhere, and the voice was not sharp, not thick, warm and pleasant, like a mountain hitting the ethereal and pleasant.

The spirit of the little golden snake was raised, it had heard his father read this poem, and knew that the author was a general named Yue Fei, but unfortunately he was later killed by a female cadre in the Fengbo Pavilion.

Desperately opening its heavy eyelids, it searched around to see who this person could pronounce this poem so imposingly.

Although this song made its mood even heavier, it was extremely beautiful compared to the strange song of the snake catcher before.