He died three times that night

"Yechen, wake up! Yechen, Chenchen!"

Who is calling him.Such a warm hug.This hand is so familiar with the temperature.Why does he still feel so cold!

Slowly opened his eyes, and imprinted in front of his eyes was a beautiful face, high nose bridge, sexy red lips, silver hair and white clothes, spotless, especially those single phoenix eyes, looking at him affectionately.

No, he was hugged by this silver-haired man.But Ming Yechen couldn't remember who he was.

Feeling very uncomfortable, Ming Yechen struggled to stand up, and as soon as I got up, I felt like my whole body was falling apart, and I fell powerlessly to the ground.

Frowning, he struggled to get out of the arms of the silver-haired man, and finally leaned against the rock helplessly.

The silver-haired man had been stretching out his hands to help him since Ming Yechen struggled to stand up, and he didn't put it down unwillingly until Ming Yechen sat down.

In order to ease the embarrassment just now, the silver-haired man asked Ming Yechen while facing the bonfire:

"Yechen, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something first? I added your favorite hot sauce. Here! Don't you want to eat it? Are you afraid I'll be poisoned?" The silver-haired man was a little at a loss. It was different from what he had known before.

Hearing the silver-haired man mention 'poison', Ming Yechen's body became visibly stiff for a few seconds, and then he took the barbecue and ate it as if nothing had happened.

The meat was grilled just right and the salsa was just the way he likes it.

"You know me very well, who are you?" An Yechen asked.

The silver-haired man who was eating barbecue was taken aback by Ming Yechen's question.He is a good friend and has contact with Ming Yechen, but they don't see each other often, so how could he forget him.

However, he reminded with a smile: "Yechen, I am three thousand."

"Weak, three thousand? You don't look weak at all." Ming Yechen suddenly said this.

When Luo Sanqian heard this again, he almost choked, and then smiled unnaturally at Ming Yechen, and said softly, "Yechen, have you forgotten me again?"

"Should I remember you?" Ming Yechen retracted her feet again, keeping a distance from Luo Sanqian.

Luo Sanqian tried his best to force a smile and said, "Should? Yechen, you forgot that we met in the world of rebirth six years ago."

Ming Yechen still has a little impression of "Rebirth World".

It is said that that world was created by a super power, and it can be experienced by the younger generation of disciples from all ethnic groups and families.

"Six years ago, I was only 12 years old. Then how long have you been in the world of rebirth?" Ming Yechen asked.

"300 years." Luo Sanqian blurted out.

"Six years, 300 years? Are you that old? Your arithmetic is so weak." Ming Yechen looked in disbelief.

What a familiar scene, Luo Sanqian seems to have returned to the time when he first met Ming Yechen in the world of the past six years ago.

That day, Ming Yechen, who looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, was fighting for his life with a Heaven-reaching Demon Python.

With Ming Yechen's strength at that time, he couldn't resist it for so long, but he did it.

Not only did he do it, Ming Yechen resisted the ultimate move of Tongtian Demon Python, and also looked for opportunities to fight back.

It's a pity that he was not strong enough at the time to exert the true power of Duanyuan.

With such a big movement, it was natural to be shocked and happened to pass by Luosanqian nearby.

Seeing the Tongtian Demon Python relentlessly bullying Ming Yechen, Luo Sanqian entangled the Tongtian Demon Python and let Ming Yechen complete the final blow.

When collecting the spoils afterwards, Luo Sanqian looked at Ming Yechen differently from before.

He immediately asked Ming Yechen's name.

"My name is Ming Yechen. Big Brother, what's your name?" Ming Yechen replied.

"Falling Three Thousand"

Unexpectedly, Ming Yechen replied immediately: "Weak, three thousand? Big brother, you don't look weak at all."

Then, Ming Yechen asked him how long he had been in the world of rebirth.

Ming Yechen couldn't believe it when he learned that Luo Sanqian, who looked only in his twenties, had been in the world of the past for almost 300 years.

So, Ming Yechen's next words amused him. "Big brother, your arithmetic is so weak."

……

Putting away his thoughts, Luo Sanqian patiently explained to Ming Yechen again:

"Yechen, the speed of time in the world of rebirth is different from the speed of time on the Emperor Star where we live.

One year in Emperor Star, ten years in Reborn Realm.

Although you changed your appearance back then, I could tell at a glance that you were not very old.Monsters like the Tongtian Demon Python were quite dangerous to you at the time.

So, in those three years, I 'coincidentally' passed by several times and rescued you who was seriously injured. "

Hearing this, Ming Yechen nodded slightly, he had an impression of these things, but he still couldn't remember that person's appearance.

Although it has not been confirmed whether it is the man in front of him, to Ming Yechen's surprise, he no longer resisted Luo Sanqian as he did at the beginning.

He even let Luo Sanqian sit beside him, his head accidentally resting on Luo Sanqian's shoulder. The long-lost sense of solidity was so real. Not as strong as it was at first.

Seeing that Ming Yechen's mood gradually stabilized, and considering that this place is too close to the phantom, Luo Sanqian proposed to leave here immediately.

Luo Sanqian helped Ming Yechen walk a certain distance, and immediately sensed that someone was chasing him from behind.

Alerted, he immediately led Ming Yechen to hide on a big tree, and used an invisibility talisman to hide himself.

A moment later, a burly and handsome black-haired man ran from behind, shouting as he ran:

"Young master, I know that you want to cut off the relationship between you and me, but can you show up and give me a chance to explain?"

This person did not stop when he passed the big tree where Mingyechen and Luosanqian were hiding, and still ran towards the mass grave.

Luo Sanqian recognized Long Aotian at a glance, and looked at Ming Yechen with questioning eyes.

He was surprised to find that Ming Yechen's eyes were dull and his body trembled slightly.

Before he could take any action, Long Aotian was forced back by a masked man.

The two fought fiercely, their moves were as fast as lightning, and their moves were desperate.

Long Aotian was suppressed by the masked man and retreated steadily.

"It's obviously a dog, but it betrays its master. Yechen, would you rather like this dog than me? How can I not compare to him?" The masked man became more and more excited as he spoke. The sentence was still a magnetic male voice, and finally turned into a resentful female voice.

"You, you are Mo Mei!" Long Aotian brazenly ran away while Mo Mei scolded him.

The two fled and chased away, and the place became quiet again.

"Yechen, are you okay? Why are your hands so cold? Come on, put this on." Luo Sanqian put on a pure white fox fur cloak for Ming Yechen.

And he himself was lost in thought.

In the morning he received an anonymous letter and rushed to the mass grave for a whole day, and now he saw Long Aotian and Mo Mei again, what happened tonight was too coincidental.

Hearing the words of Long Aotian and Mo Mei one after another, his heart was on fire, but he had to force himself to calm down.

Duanyuan is a famous sword of the Ming clan. If Duanyuan is used to cut off the existence in the void, it will inevitably leave a certain degree of damage to the user.

It's just that with Ming Yechen's current cultivation base, even if there is damage, it won't be so stupid, and it won't make his soul on the verge of collapse.

"Long Aotian, you white-eyed wolf!" Rao Yiluo couldn't help cursing even though he had a heart of three thousand.

Hearing this name again, Ming Yechen's dull eyes were moist, and he murmured repeatedly: "Dragon, dragon..."

Suddenly, Ming Yechen's head seemed to explode, and his soul was also on the verge of collapse. Sweet blood gushed out of his mouth, and he spit it out with a "wow", and a tear fell down.

Luo Sanqian was terrified, and quickly supported Ming Yechen, picked him up in a coma and left the place.