Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The sound was like a ghost biting at the ears, like a ghost invading the heart.

"Ghost!" Li Xiaoxiao secretly opened her eyes a little, and then she was so scared that her hair was about to explode, and she ran away.

"No!" Li Yunning's face was pale. He was guarding his state of mind and grabbed Li Xiaoxiao.

Within three feet of Qin Xuan, they were still like this, and their state of mind was swaying. If they were three feet away from Qin Xuan, the mournful sound alone would be enough to make them fall into an unexpected situation.

"Senior, we should turn back!" Ning Wuque said with difficulty.

Whether the faceless woman in front of them was a human or a ghost, she was definitely not something they could face in their current state of mind.

He seemed to understand why the only ancestor who came from the Wugui Immortal Palace was so lucky and why he was crazy.

The state of mind was broken, the mournful sound was like a nightmare, gnawing at the heart and soul, how could he not be crazy! ?

"I grant you three a word, and with the power of immortals, you can hold on here for an hour!"

Qin Xuan spoke slowly, and his fingertips pointed out three spiritual lights, which entered the eyebrows of the three people.

Then, Qin Xuan stepped forward, listening to the reincarnation song, wearing white clothes and clasping his hands behind his back, and walked towards the faceless woman.

The mournful sound lingered, like a maggot attached to the bone corroding the state of mind, but Qin Xuan seemed unmoved.

He walked forward for several miles, and the mournful sound became more and more obvious.

"If you are born, you will know death, and if you die, you will not exist. Where is the road..."

"Going forward is just a dead end, and you will eventually perish..."

"In the reincarnation, there is no other shore..."

The voice was extremely sad, as if it expressed endless despair, impacting Qin Xuan's heart.

"Enough!"

Qin Xuan suddenly spoke, and he moved his imperial thoughts.

This faceless woman was obviously the evolution of the resentment of the saint's bones.

The imperial power was overwhelming, and the faceless woman was shocked, even though they were nearly a hundred miles apart.

Suddenly, the faceless woman did not retreat, but her black hair danced wildly, like a ghost.

She uttered the ancient immortal language, "The emperor is dead, why do you suppress me!?"

The blood-stained clothes were flaming, and the sad voice was angry.

"Everything will be buried, and the road ahead has long been cut off."

"I have been seeking the truth and experienced disasters, but in the end I am just dead. Even the way back is on the edge, and I can't enter the immortal world!"

"Saint, haha, what about a saint? Ridiculous, pitiful, sad..."

The sharp voice was piercing, and behind Qin Xuan, the emperor's thoughts turned into white clothes, surrounded by clouds and mist.

The resentment of this saint was too terrifying, and I don't know how many years it has accumulated.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, he looked at the faceless woman, and under the protection of the emperor's thoughts, he continued to move forward.

Suddenly, the sharp voice became peaceful.

"Passerby, what can you do after struggling all your life? Great Emperor, what can you do? How many great emperors have there been in the past and present, and how many of them are still alive now?"

"It is better to reincarnate together to avoid suffering. After all, it is a dead end. No matter how long you walk, you can't escape reincarnation."

The voice became sad, and it seemed like endless self-mockery.

Qin Xuan even had illusions in his eyes.

He saw a girl, dressed in red, practicing hard.

This is a family, the girl has experienced hardships and endured pain.

The picture turned, the girl has grown into a young girl, she fell into the catastrophe, the family was destroyed, she fled in a panic, the wounds could penetrate the bones, the dry bones under her feet became a road, and the blood of the immortals became a river.

Qin Xuan walked forward, watching the girl grow up, enter the catastrophe, take revenge, avenge, and realize the truth. Every step seemed to be extremely difficult.

The picture changed again, and the girl had turned into a high and mighty existence, ten miles of red makeup.

Wearing a phoenix crown and a phoenix draped over her body, she looked neither sad nor happy.

During the wedding, hundreds of tribes congratulated.

Indistinctly, a voice seemed to be heard, "I'm going to die!"

"I know!"

In the bridal chamber, the sword pierced her heart and blood dripped, and tears swept across her cheeks in the cold and arrogant eyes of the woman.

"Go, I have fulfilled my wish, lend me my bones to help you on your path to sainthood!"

A vague voice sounded, and there was even a shrill and desperate voice, resounding throughout the world.

The red makeup was withered and silent, and all things were buried.

A figure rose into the air.

The scene turned again, and the woman had become a saint. Wherever she went, all living beings worshiped her.

The dignity of a saint is above the immortal land.

In the world, that woman walked alone for a long time, through the years, through the vicissitudes of life.

She walked for a long time, and every step was done with all her strength.

"The road ahead is cut off!"

"The road to the Emperor is gone!"

"I have to find a way, but it's so chaotic..."

In front of a grave, a woman whispered, "You helped me with your life, but I'm going to disappoint you!"

"What should I do? I can't die. If I die, no one will remember you anymore!"

She looked at the desolate grave, and finally turned around and walked out of the fairyland.

Qin Xuan looked at these scenes and finally couldn't help but sigh.

He was almost walking through the hundred miles to the back of the fairy palace.

Although the Emperor's thoughts protected him, they also caused waves in his sea of ​​consciousness.

With a sigh, the picture turned again.

This is a chaos, the woman is almost walking in a daze.

"I can't find it, I can't find the supreme way!"

"I don't have much time left!"

"I'm still going to die, but I'm unwilling. Even if I die, I want to go back to the immortal land!"

"Let me see him again and worship him again."

"I can't hold on any longer. My holy body is beginning to decay, and my mind is about to become chaotic!"

"But, I haven't reached the immortal world yet. Wait a minute, wait a minute!"

In the chaos, the saint who was originally high above now seems like a helpless child.

She is getting older little by little, her body and flesh are decaying, and she is even awake occasionally, and occasionally walks around in the chaos like a fool.

"I want to go back!"

"Death, reincarnation, I want to go back too!"

"Heavenly Dao, let me see him again!"

"Can anyone help me? I want to go back. I want to die beside him!"

"Heavenly Dao, immortal Dao, saint, emperor... joke, hahaha, they are all the biggest jokes!"

"Pingyu, you died for me in vain. I... didn't get there, and I can't go back!"

"Why, all living beings cultivate Dao, but can only die in the end!"

"Why!? Why must we die!"

Resentment, resentment, despair... gradually dissipated and annihilated in this chaos.

Qin Xuan paused slightly, and he uttered two words, "Enough!"

These two words, like the sound of an emperor, broke the illusion.

He looked at the blood-stained faceless woman in front of him with a calm look.

"Tell me, if you know that there is a dead end ahead, will you still go forward?"

"Passerby, you will eventually die and enter the cycle of reincarnation."

"Why, we all have to die!? Why!?"

"You tell me!"

The faceless woman looked at Qin Xuan madly, as if questioning him, pointing directly at his heart.

There was a trace of blood on the corner of Qin Xuan's mouth, which was left by the Emperor's mind for too long.

Qin Xuan ignored the faceless woman. He walked forward and broke through the faceless woman's body, just like breaking through the clouds and smoke.

Behind him, the faceless woman's body condensed again. She turned her head and said, "Look, how stupid you are. You know you are going to die, but you still want to move forward!"

"In the end, you will be like me, without even a way back, buried in this endless chaos."

"No one remembers who you are, no one knows your past, there is no trace of you in the world, all living beings have forgotten, and you have completely disappeared in this world, as if you have never appeared."

In the Wugui Immortal Palace, Qin Xuan looked at the saint bone.

He sighed quietly and stepped in front of the bone.

He looked at the saint bone, as if he saw endless anger, resentment, injustice, and despair in its dry bones...

Qin Xuan opened his thin lips and uttered five words.

"I am different from you!"

The saint bone shook, and the overwhelming saint's pressure seemed to sweep across.

Qin Xuan leaned over gently and put his forehead on the forehead of the saint bone.

"Enough!"

"I'll take you..."

"Go home!"