Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Mo Qinglian said nothing. She just wiped away her tears and tried to suppress the emotions in her heart.

It took her a long time to calm down.

"Yeah!"

She nodded gently, her voice was as soft as a mosquito's.

The peerless demon who had once exterminated billions of lives in the cultivation world seemed to be so well-behaved in front of the white-clothed and gray-haired man at this moment that it was enough to make people feel terrified.

Qin Xuan smiled and patted Mo Qinglian's shoulder gently.

As for what Mo Qinglian was thinking, he didn't ask or see through it.

The great way is to walk alone, what's the use of thousands of words.

However, Mo Qinglian should not do such a stupid thing again.

As for those billions of lives, they are innocent after all.

Qin Xuan endured endless pain, and he had a way to destroy these billions of lives.

But Qin Xuan didn't. He should bear such pain.

Who in the world can be infallible? Even if it was him, Qin Changqing, what?

No one is born a saint. He once walked the Yellow Spring Road in the Void God Realm.

He, Qin Changqing, knows right from wrong and accepts rewards and punishments.

Trillions of lives are killing and killing, and Qin Xuan's body is still shaking uncontrollably. This pain is too terrifying. Every moment, it seems that his body is enduring endless killing.

He glanced at the masters of the two immortal veins indifferently, and the immortal vein Buddha master's eyes were slightly condensed.

"Her matter is over!"

"As for the other twelve immortal veins, I, Qin Changqing, will visit them when I come!"

Qin Xuan's voice was calm, which made the pupils of the two immortal vein Buddha masters shrink suddenly, and there was a little trembling in their hearts.

"As for the seven immortal veins that want to use the Wind and Thunder Immortal Gate to set up this killing calamity, you tell them to take care of themselves!"

"I, Qin Changqing, can destroy the Wind and Thunder Immortal Vein, and I can destroy the rest of the immortal veins!"

"I only have a trace of benevolence. If the masters of the seven immortal veins come to my Qingdi Palace and kneel for a hundred years, I will give up!"

"If you abandon my Qin Changqing's benevolence, you will know your own life and death!"

After the words fell, Qin Xuan ignored the masters of the two Buddhist immortal veins.

A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.

It is common for people to plot to destroy Changqing.

However, since there is such a trick, he should bear the consequences.

If the seven immortal veins do not go as he said, Qin Changqing will personally kill them.

So what about the seven immortal veins?

Even the immortals, saints, and emperors in the vast immortal land in the sky will bow to him, Qingdi, one day!

...

After about six hours, the 100,000 killings finally disappeared.

Jun Wushuang and the others were extremely pale.

Each of them was almost exhausted and exhausted.

They reluctantly turned their heads and looked at Qin Xuan.

Such killings almost broke their hearts, while Qin Xuan endured thousands of times more killings and souls.

Qin Hao looked at Qin Xuan, and at this moment, he completely understood.

Why his father could come all the way here.

Why even if Qin Xuan always had that calm attitude, as if he didn't care about anything in the world.

Once upon a time, Qin Hao wanted to do his best, and wanted to make his father understand that he was wrong one day.

But now, Qin Hao found out with self-mockery that he was worthy of questioning his father?

Just because he couldn't bear even one ten-thousandth of his father's pain?

How self-righteous, how arrogant and ignorant!

This time, Qin Hao was not dissatisfied at all.

Is it difficult to admit that you are wrong?

What's more, that person is his father, Qin Hao!

Jun Wushuang and others looked at Qin Xuan with endless sorrow and pain. All living beings only saw the white-clothed man standing high above, overlooking all living beings.

Fighting the immortal veins, killing the geniuses, falling wind and thunder, crossing the heavenly punishment, and beheading the exiled immortals!

But who knows how much suffering and pain the white-clothed man endured at each step.

Who knows what kind of responsibility and catastrophe the white-clothed man took on.

They claimed to have given their love to him and their hearts to him, but none of them knew what the white-clothed man was facing and what he was enduring, and even why each strand of hair that was once jet black turned pale.

What kind of pain was hidden in those dark eyes.

They seemed to feel how ridiculous they were at this moment.

"Xiao Xuan!"

He Yun whispered in her heart. When she entered the immortal land, she wanted to repay Qin Xuan for the white hair she had given her.

For this, she went through life and death, and she didn't know how many times she had been in danger. She almost died in the disaster.

After more than two hundred years, she finally came to this point, but suddenly realized that she didn't even have the qualifications to bear a bit of pain for Qin Xuan.

She couldn't repay this love.

But she would not stop here. If one day, Qin Xuan fell into endless darkness, she, He Yun, would even promise her life to ignite that tiny ray of light.

Xiao Wu looked at the whiteClothes, sighed softly.

"So, I didn't know you!"

"So, I was just self-righteous!"

"Forget it, this life is yours!"

She laughed at herself, she finally regretted, she never blamed Qin Xuan, she didn't know how much suffering there was under the white clothes.

Jun Wushuang's mouth was even more self-deprecating, looking at Qin Xuan indifferently.

Lend her thirty years, husband and wife grace, so what?

It's not that Qin Changqing is heartless, it's that Jun Wushuang is ignorant.

How can a dragon live with a snake? She wants to be Qin Changqing's wife, is she really qualified?

Jun Wushuang smiled indifferently, "You win!"

Jun Wushuang took a deep breath, her expression was the same as before.

She is the daughter of the Jun family, and the white clothes... are already high above, overlooking all living beings.

...

In the starry sky, there was gradually a dead silence.

The masters of the two immortal veins and the seven supremes have left.

They all knew that the next thing was the family affairs of the Green Emperor, so how could they stay here?

Everyone had already gathered together.

Qin Xuan seemed to have aged a little bit, very slightly, but he was indeed changing.

Everyone was a cultivator, and their observation was meticulous.

"Are you going to enter the catastrophe again like a hundred years ago?" Xiao Wu put his hands together, wearing a cassock and looking at Qin Xuan.

"Yes!"

Qin Xuan nodded lightly. The nine-fold reincarnation was difficult, and the secret method lasted for a hundred breaths, but he had to reincarnate nine times again. If he could not wake up from the reincarnation once, he would be completely buried.

"Are you going to the Green Emperor Palace to survive this difficulty?" He Yun spoke, looking at Qin Xuan with worry in her eyes.

"No, in a few hundred years, maybe I will enter the immortal land!" Qin Xuan said softly: "You can all enter the Green Emperor Palace. There is a heritage inside, and you can all gain something!"

Qin Xuan put his hands behind his back and looked at the endless starry sky in the distance.

"I'm leaving, but I can't let you go!"

"The Qingdi Palace was built to protect you."

Qin Xuan said softly: "You all know that China has long been different, and we can no longer return."

"But..."

Qin Xuan paused and smiled faintly: "You are my home!"

"It's hard for you. I'm not a good man, but you still love me!"

Qin Xuan paused slightly, and sighed in the complex expressions of everyone.

"I didn't intend to live in the human world, but I was led to marriage by my cold heart!"

"I will walk in this starry sky, and let Mo Qinglian accompany me!"

"The road is long, you don't have to accompany me, but I think..."

"When I look back, there is also a place to return to!"