Mixed Miners

After the boy finished, he turned and walked without hesitation. Fastest update

“Why? Why is this?”

Yang Ling stared at the lonely back of his son until he couldn't see anything, and he continued to sway and stand up.

"Yang Ling, your crime has been established, explain the problem well, fight for leniency, and... there is a chance to go out!" A policeman seemed to be somewhat intolerant, whispering as he grabbed his arm.

"Go out?" Yang Ling stunned.

My mother is dead, and she even has a scent of incense, and she can't do it with a head in front of the grave.

Han sister suffered for a lifetime, in order to help her out of the head, I do not know how many weeks of trouble, but she almost forgot all about her.

After marrying myself, I have a hard-working person to bring my eldest son, for the sake of his official position, to endure the grievances of his wife, and now he is suffering from cancer lying in the hospital, and he will not let go of his death. Just look at her once.

Even his own son, he did not do his best to be the father's responsibility, and the cold affection caused him to hate himself.

However, he is greedy for his rights and glory. He is corrupted and accepts bribes for hundreds of millions of dollars. He is deeply mired in female color, regardless of his loved ones, forgets his initial heart, loses his nature, and becomes a sinner.

"I can't serve my parents to the old. This is not filial piety. I forgot the hardships of Han's sister. This is unjust. I don't care about my family. I am not benevolent. I am not loyal to the country."

"My Yang Ling is unfaithful and unfilial, not benevolent and unjust, and I will leave my life to face my family and friends."

Yang Ling’s eyes stayed on the holster of the police’s waist, and then deliberately struggled a few times. The police did not pay attention and reached out and pulled the gun out.

"Yang Ling, what are you doing? Hurry up... put the gun down."

Yang Ling did not pay any attention to the panicked police, and opened the insurance.

"Mom~, Han sister~, wife~, Xiaohao~, Xiaojing~, if there is a future life, I must be good to you, and never let you follow me!"

"砰~"

The bleak snoring echoed in the room, and Yang Ling did not hesitate to align his trigger to his temple.

"Boom"

There was a loud noise in his mind, Yang Ling’s body trembled a little, and there was a black eye in the pain, but then numerous colorful light and shadow floated in his mind.

"Is this death?"

Yang Ling stared at these floating lights and then slowly condensed into a strange space, a flying sword, a small tree, a stone tablet, a dark little gourd, a blue-white Tai Chi ball, and The illusion of a black tower...

Everything seems to have seen it! Is this a dream?

He slowly opened his eyes and caught a yellow desert. A large tree in the distance was shaking wildly. At this time, it was reduced to a height of only 500 meters, and the speed of contraction is still accelerating.

A few people were shrouded in the light, some were imitations like stone carvings, some were crazy like dancing, and three people were lying on the sand.

Countless memories are flooding like tides.

"Call~"

It turned out to be just a dream. Yang Ling took a sigh of relief and was sweating. The whole person was like washing.

A twenty-year story, like light and shadow passing through his mind.

But is that really just a dream? Why is it so real? Even if it is now fully awake, Yang Ling can still remember the dreams.

The death of Xiao Jing, the death of her mother, the bitterness of her sister, the anger of her son, her despair, the endless suffering, and the ups and downs of his heart.

All of this really became a true memory of his own lingering, as if he had lived another life in another world.

When Yang Ling wiped the sweat, he subconsciously looked at his wrist. On the detector, the time passed for an hour.

Yu Qiang, Gao Wenfeng, Zeus, Nether Magic Flower and Cold Engine are just the same.

The color of light surrounded by Yangling slowly collapsed, and a cyan fruit fell from the sky on top of his head, and disappeared with a flash of light.

Then a sigh of breath rushed into his sea of ​​gods, green trees, blue and white Tai Chi, colorful swords, dark little gourds, black stone tablets, the illusory town of the soul tower seems to be inexplicably stimulated, almost at the same time crazy Shaking up, the soul tower of the town is black and light, and it rises to almost the same size as the entire Shenhai space. A blue-colored giant shadow appears, and a bronze palace emerges, and the stock in the sea of ​​God suddenly emerges. The sigh of breath poured into the palace, and under the porch of the palace gate, there was a plaque, but the above was vague and could not be seen clearly!

This breath came quickly and went fast. In the blink of an eye, the bronze palace disappeared and the sea of ​​God returned to calm again.

Reincarnation rules!

Yang Ling has already been convinced that the blue fruit that has just fallen into the sea of ​​God has released the power of reincarnation, because at this time, he feels that his connection with the giant wheel and the bronze palace is suddenly much closer.

Is this the rule tree that chose me and gave me a fruit with a reincarnation rule?

Yang Ling recalls the dream he had just dreamed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Look at a few people who are still trapped in the color and light, and some of them are enlightened. Perhaps this is the process of choosing a tree, just like a test. When passed, you will get a rule power.

But it is obvious that this test is very horrible. Twenty years of completely different life memories have been completely integrated with themselves. Two worlds, two completely different experiences, are intertwined with each other and let Yang Ling have some points. Unclear reality and dreams, is this the true reincarnation power that allows one to live a real life in a dream?

The tree of rules is really weird!

And Zeus and others, like themselves, may fall into some sort of rule.

But whether it is a dream or a dream, you must first get the tree right, or wait for it to run, everything will be regrettable!

Yang Ling took a deep breath and stepped forward. The man was still in the air but his body was shaking. It seemed that he was beinghave with a fixed body method. The posture of keeping walking was set in the midair seven or eight kilometers away from the big tree. A group of colorful lights wrapped him into the package.

......

"What is this place?"

Unprepared, Yang Ling felt suddenly caught in a world of extreme silence.

There is no light, no air, no matter, no energy, nothing, just a clean, empty, even his own, can not feel the existence of the body, only a period of thinking and consciousness, invisible, intangible, like nothingness.

After a short period of loss, he suddenly realized that he might fall into some sort of rule of colored trees. Rw