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Luoyang's pupils trembled slightly, staring at the person in front of him, and he was deeply stunned for a while. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

What does it feel like?

It's like looking in a clean mirror.

Outside the mirror, it is Luoyang himself.

In the mirror, there is a face that is ninety percent similar to Luoyang.

No, it would be more accurate to say that it should be a photo...... Many years later, the mirror!

Because on that cold cheek, there are some more things that Luoyang does not have.

For example, the resolute and distinct, revealing the vicissitudes of life, such as the slightly raised, unyielding eyebrows, such as the scarred, big and small injuries, the burly chest with new scars and old scars, such as the ...... The corners of the mouth sneered!

It's not just about similar faces.

At the moment when Luoyang's sight fell on that person, an indescribable wonderful feeling suddenly rose in his heart, plucking a certain string in his heart, giving Luoyang a ...... It's like a real feeling that I haven't seen in a long time!

It was as if he had had an incomparably intimate connection with the imprisoned man, and this wonderful connection had been severed for some unknown reason......

This disconnection is like forgetting.

But at this moment, the moment Luoyang saw that person, this connection ...... It seems to have reappeared invisibly!

I don't know when, a monstrous hatred, if it is going to sweep the whole world, in the depths of Luoyang's heart, emerge, very profound!

Luoyang's eyes were red, staring at the person in front of him at the moment, and he inexplicably had the urge to roar.

Who is he?

Who is he......

Who is he!!

Luoyang's breathing became rapid, and he subconsciously took a step towards the "self" in front of him.

One-step......

Two-step ......

The Colorful Altar is very vast, and there is a distance of thousands of steps between Luoyang and that person.

Luoyang's pace is getting faster and faster, and it seems to be extremely urgent to get closer to the past.

In the dark, Luoyang vaguely felt that as long as he could go to the front of that person, as long as he could get close to the past...... Then this colorful altar, this starry sky picture, and many puzzles in his heart will be answered!

All the mysteries on him will be explained!

However, the strange thing is that no matter how far Luoyang moves forward, no matter how many steps he takes, the distance between him and the imprisoned person seems to be ...... Never changed!

I don't know how long it took, Luoyang finally stopped, and at this moment, he suddenly found a scene that shocked him......

Luoyang is still standing in place!

The thousands of steps just now, as if they had never appeared!

He was still standing on the edge of the Colorful Altar!

"Where did it come from?"

At this moment, an extremely cold voice, with endless majesty, rolled down from above the Xuanjin Jade Pillar like the Nine Heavens Angry Thunder!

Luoyang's heart shook violently, and he suddenly looked up.

I saw there, at the top of the Xuanjin Jade Pillar, a black figure had already gotten up from meditation, as if there was a pair of indifferent and ruthless eyes, looking down at Luoyang, slowly raising his arm, and ...... to Luoyang A pointer!

"Where are we going?"

The cold voice was not loud, and it was full of supreme divine power that could not be disobeyed.

But at the moment when the sound fell on Luoyang's ears, it was like a thunderclap, erupting violently, and reverberating in bursts!

A strong and extremely sharp stinging pain permeated all over Luoyang's mind, causing him to shake his mind and involuntarily fall into a trance.

This distraction came inexplicably, only appeared for a moment, and it was fleeting.

Luoyang only felt a monstrous buzz in his mind, like the thunder of an ancient temple, shaking his heart, as if there was a divine and majestic power, engulfing him in an instant.

At this moment, the cold echoing voice gradually disappeared, and Luoyang came back to his senses, he looked around, but he was surprised to find it......

The surrounding scene has changed again!

At this moment, he was standing in a dense mountain forest that was empty and uninhabited.

The moonlight shines down layer by layer, illuminating the dim woods, and the sound of cicadas chirping can be heard from time to time, quiet and harmonious.

"This is ......"

With the help of the hazy moonlight, Luoyang suddenly felt that this forest was a little familiar.

Soon, Luoyang recognized this mountain forest, and a layer of surprise swept in his eyes.

"Black Magic Mountain!"

That's right, the picture that appears now is the foothills of the Black Magic Mountain of September Peak, connecting the bamboo forest and the woods of Anping Village!

It's just that the woods under him give Luoyang a weird feeling.

"It's the Black Magic Mountain ...... ten years ago"

Luoyang's eyes flashed slightly, recalling the scene on the colorful altar a moment ago, and then he realized...... I am still in that cause and effect.

This forest is indeed the foothills of the Black Devil Mountain, but it was the scene of ten years ago.

That is...... Luoyang was nine years old.

At this moment, Luoyang suddenly thought of something, suddenly turned around, and looked at an inconspicuous bush.

"Sure enough......"

Under the pitch-black bushes, Luoyang didn't know what he saw, and the corners of his mouth flashed with bitterness.

The breeze blew and the trees rattled, and there seemed to be a young figure lying on the ground where fallen leaves were piled up.

The young man's face was extremely pale, as if he were suffering some great pain.

But his clear eyes have a firm and persistent color, no matter how severe the pain on his body is, he still uses his own hands to crawl forward in the woods......

It's Luoyang.

It was Luoyang who did not want to drag down Anping Village because of his illness.

Not far away, Luoyang looked at his young self, his eyes drooped slightly, covering the complexity in the depths of his gaze, he sighed silently, and after a moment, turned his head to look into the depths of the woods.

Like the bush where the boy was, the forest was so dense that the moonlight could not shine in, and it was pitch black as far as the eye could see.

But Luoyang seemed to be able to see that in that place, in front of a certain big bluestone, there was a half-cut bamboo slip hidden under the soil, waiting for something......

After many years, looking back at his original self again, Luoyang felt naïve, absurd, and ridiculous about the young man's behavior.

But there is no doubt that even if time is reversed, everything can be reversed......

He would have made the same choice.

Suddenly, Luoyang's gaze suddenly trembled, and at this moment, he didn't know what he noticed, and suddenly raised his head and looked over the trees.

With just one glance, Luoyang's eyes have always been as calm as a deep pool since the evil was turned into evil......

For the first time, it fell into stagnation.

I saw that above the woods, under the cover of night, there was a faint figure standing in the air.

Dressed in a blue shirt and with his hands behind his back, he was now looking down at the dying boy crawling forward......

His eyes were deep and calm, but at this moment there was a faint complexity, and finally turned into a long sigh.

"Daddy......"

Luo Yang looked at the middle-aged man, his lips moved slightly, and he muttered softly.

......

......

Late that night, the sea near Yushu Island ushered in a heavy rain that had not been seen for many years.

The rain poured down, and the bean-sized droplets hit every corner of Yushu Island, and the sound of water droplets could be heard everywhere.

Somewhere in that mysterious Ancient Forbidden Mountain, it was also wet by the rain.

In the eyes of outsiders, they couldn't see the colorful auspicious clouds in the causal array, nor could they see the white-eyed old monk who stopped and waited, but could only see from afar a figure of a man sitting cross-legged by the stream, drenched in the rain.

And at the same time, on the other side of Yushu Island.

An earth-shattering upheaval that has not occurred for many years is taking place.

At dusk today, the Gongsun family, one of the two major families on Yushu Island, suddenly sent six masters at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm to launch a fierce blow, deeply damaging the Ji family, the old enemy for many years.

And the great elder of the Ji family, who was in the foundation building realm, was suppressed in the Ji family ancestral hall by the head of the Gongsun family, who also had the foundation building realm, and he was never able to spare his strength to save this disaster.

According to the previous pattern, the strength of the Gongsun family and the Ji family is equal, both have a foundation building realm powerhouse, and six peak guest kings of the spirit realm, it stands to reason that no matter how ingenious the Gongsun family's methods are this time, they should not beat the Ji family to the point of being powerless.

This, a moment ago, had been explained.

It turned out that three days ago, Ji Nanhe, the eldest young master of the Ji family, led two Keqing who had cultivated to a high level, and went to the dangerous Ancient Forbidden Mountain, wanting to find the treasures left by the ancestors of the Ji family.

Outcome...... The two guests died in the mountains.

At this moment, the upheaval on Yushu Island has come to an end, and the Ji family has come to an end at the cost of being a slave for three years, in exchange for the pacification of this war.

And the gentleman of the Ji family was standing in front of the door of his own sect at the moment, staring at the neatly arranged ancestral spirit cards in the room, with a bitter expression.

Ji Nanhe did not enter the inside of the sect, but stood outside the threshold, letting the rain wet his black hair.

His heart was full of chagrin.

If he hadn't relied on his status as a young master three days ago to force Uncle Xuan and Uncle Lu to go up the mountain with him, maybe ...... None of this is going to happen.

In other words, if after meeting the mysterious young man, he can retreat despite the difficulties, instead of taking a willful detour to the mountain, perhaps, everything will turn around.

"Why don't you go in?"

At this moment, a kind and gentle voice suddenly came from behind Ji Nanhe.

The voice is a bit low, and it can easily give people a sense of majesty.

It is Ji Nanhe's father, the head of the Ji family, and Ji Donglin.

Hearing this voice, Ji Nanhe's body trembled clearly, he slowly turned around and looked at his father's gentle face, "Dad, it's all my fault...... Punish me!"

Having witnessed the drastic changes in the family with his own eyes, Ji Nanhe's heart at this moment only wanted to redeem all this, but with his cultivation of the sixth layer of the spirit transformation alone, he couldn't do anything for the Ji family at all.

He was willing to bear the punishment, he could accept his father's scolding, but he couldn't bear it......

Father's mildness.

Rao is Ji Donglin, as the head of the family, couldn't help but be stunned when he heard Ji Nanhe's crying voice at this moment.

He looked at his son who had been spoiled for many years, and seemed to realize that the stubbornness on Ji Nanhe's body in the past was gone, Ji Donglin reached out and touched Ji Nanhe's head, and laughed heartily.

"As the head of the family, I really deserve to punish you, and it is the most severe punishment. ”

Ji Donglin's eyes condensed slightly, and he said a little heavily, "The sins you have committed, even if you are expelled from the Ji family, it is not an exaggeration. ”

Hearing the words "expelled from the Ji family", Ji Nanhe's thin body trembled again, and his immature eyes crossed with panic, but when he thought of the mistake he had made, he just bit his lip and did not say half a word of begging for mercy.

But at this moment, Ji Donglin's sudden words made Ji Nanhe completely stunned.

"But as a father, if you can exchange your growth for three years of respect, Dad thinks ......" The heaviness in Ji Donglin's eyes melted, smiled softly, and said softly, "Worth." ”

A simple single sentence, a clear and indifferent word, straight into the hearts of the people.

Ji Nanhe looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, as if he saw the tiredness in the depths of his eyes, and at the same time saw this tiredness...... Deeply grateful.

Two hours later.

Ji Donglin left the sect, not because he didn't want to continue to accompany Ji Nanhe, but because the family had undergone drastic changes, and there were still many things waiting for him to deal with.

On this night, Ji Nanhe stood for a long time in the heavy rain, thinking back to his absurd self over the years, and thinking of his father's relief......

In the end, Ji Nanhe made a big decision. (To be continued.) )