star lord returns

"I... am I hallucinating?"

Han Yu grabbed Shen Lu's arm, his breath was a little unsteady.

Shen Lu felt that it was not an auditory hallucination, because both of them heard it.

The door was knocked, Han Yu threw Shen Lu aside excitedly, rushed to open the door, and saw Feng Mengmeng standing at the door looking up at him at a glance.

Shen Lu: "..."

"Oh baby, you're back!"

All Han Yu's gentle temperament was swept away, and he hugged Feng Mengmeng in his arms and kissed him hard on the face, wishing to rub this little guy to the bone.

"Brother Han, you will suffocate him to death in a while."

Nan Jing's clear voice came with a smile. Han Yu looked out and saw a group of people standing in his yard, including Nan Jing and Landis whom he was familiar with, and a silver-haired man he had never seen before. Personally, one of them, Han Yu, thought it looked familiar, but he just couldn't think of where he had seen it before.

another one--

"Are you... Mingzhe?" Han Yu asked with some uncertainty.

He met Shen Mingzhe when he was in the Shen family. This kid also likes to act like a baby, especially that baby face, which is even more memorable.

Shen Lu also saw Shen Mingzhe at this moment, his surprise and excitement could not be concealed at all.

This is his biological younger brother. Before he left, this child was only a child of eight or nine years old. In the blink of an eye, his younger brother has become a grown-up child.

Shen Lu was always silent and it was difficult to reveal his emotions. At this time, he still couldn't help but his eyes were red. He walked up to Shen Mingzhe, held him in his arms, patted his shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice: "Grow up! gone."

Shen Mingzhe said with tears in his voice: "Three of you, you haven't come home for so many years, and you haven't even heard from me. I thought you were dead... Don't you miss me and my eldest brother and second brother at all? When mother mentions you I just kept crying, and my father also sighed, why don't you go home?"

Han Yu's forehead touched Feng Mengmeng's, his eyes were a little moist, and his heart was extremely sour.

It's not that Shen Lu doesn't want to go back, but because of him, Shen Lu has already made a plan for the two of them to spend their lives incognito in this border town and live together forever.

Unexpectedly, in this life, there will be a day when she can be forgiven by Shen's family and see that lovely little brother back then. It is really a joyful thing.

Young Master Jinghua watched the reunion of their family members, and felt extremely painful. Whenever this happened, he could really feel that he was alone, it was so exciting.

Turning his back, Jinghua stood with his hands behind his back, applying to look at the vast sky lightly, his peerless face, which was as radiant as the moon, showed a hint of estimation.

After looking at it for a while, Jinghua took out the whisk and carefully traced it in his hand.

In the whisk handle made of white jade, a red and golden feather like a star looms.

Mr. Jing Hua sighed, and said in a barely audible voice: "Ai, Jiu Shao, I have been looking for you in the three thousand small worlds for thousands of years, but I still can't find the strand of soul consciousness you left behind. You see that everyone is reuniting with their families, but I am alone, if you know, will you regret that you sacrificed your body for the sake of righteousness, the soul is broken, and it will fly apart?"

"Is he the person you love the most?" Nan Jing's voice rang in his ears, making Mr. Jinghua almost throw away his whisk.

Jinghua shook Nan Jing with his whisk, immediately put away his sad expression, rolled his eyes, and said, "Didn't anyone tell you not to listen to evil?"

Nan Jing shook his head, smiled and leaned over to grab Jinghua's shoulders, the two brothers said kindly: "Isn't it because you came here alone to accompany you?"

"Who wants you to accompany me?" Mr. Jing Hua looked disgusted.

Nan Jing said: "Jinghua, along the way, you are not only a benefactor and a friend of Landis and I, we also sincerely regard you as a family member. Although I don't know what happened to you, as long as you are willing, I can be a trash can, and let you spit to me all the unhappy stories in your heart."

Putting up two fingers, Nan Jing raised his hand and swore: "And I guarantee that there will be no entry and no exit."

Mr. Jinghua looked sideways slightly, among the gods, demons, ghosts and ghosts of the nine heavens and ten earths, this kid was the first person who dared to speak to him like this.

The rest respect him, fear him, fear him, and hate him, but few dare to get close to him.

Jinghua used to have friends, but most of the congenital Daoists are cold and indifferent, and he is just an ordinary human being from the beginning. Even if he becomes a fairy later, he is not as heartless as a fairy who has been in the heaven for many years .

Later, there was Jiushao, and other fairy friends, but each of them was an old monster who had lived for thousands of years. How could Nan Jing be so caring and cute?

Young Master Jinghua laughed, his eyes were clear.

"At first, when he left me, I wished I could die with him. But after a long time, I got used to him not being around."

Mr. Jinghua turned around, looked at the happy family, and said indifferently: "For me, life and death are not a big deal, but for you, life and death are very big things. So you and your husband are so lucky able to meet."

Nan Jing nodded: "It's really lucky."

But he also felt that there was something in Mr. Jinghua's words, so he asked: "Isn't life and death a big matter?"

Jinghua smiled and said: "If a mortal dies, I can chase his soul, put him into the reincarnation horoscope of the next life, find out his whereabouts, and then restore his previous life memory, he is still the same him. It's just my emperor, not a human being, not a fairy, he is a god."

"Is there no life and death for gods?" Nan Jing asked.

He is very smart not to explore why there are tall creatures like gods.

Jinghua said: "Gods have death, no life and death. They have no afterlife, no past life, and no reincarnation. After death, they are dead. The five decays of heaven and man, the death of spirit and soul, return to the beginning of heaven and earth, no one can find them .”

Nan Jing's throat was slightly bitter, and he said cautiously: "Then the person you like, has he died?"

Jinghua shook his head and said: "The death of a god will inevitably bring about the collapse of a certain great world. He did not perish, he just died. Not to mention the phoenix's nirvana, rebirth from the ashes, he will never die , but not alive."

Nan Jing was dazed by those obscure words, and felt that the world view he had built up over the decades had collapsed into pieces before his eyes.

Nima can't understand!

Immortal cultivators are really extraordinary, and the words they say are so profound and reasonable!

You can understand every word, but you can't make anything if you put them together!

Mr. Jinghua knocked on Nan Jing's head, and said with a smile: "I told you that you don't understand, and you gossip like that. If you don't have that ability, don't think about it. Didn't you suffer yourself in the end?"

Nan Jing: "Don't say it, you should be a fairy, right? To be honest, from the first time I saw you, I thought you were not an ordinary person, but I didn't expect you to be the one with wings..."

"Birdman?" Young Master Jinghua asked suspiciously.

Nan Jing: "...Actually, I want to say an angel."

Jinghua: "What is an angel?"

"Yes..." Nan Jing scratched his head, "It's also a kind of god."

Jinghua was thoughtful. It seems that when he returns to Nine Heavens, he can mention the cultural exchange between the East and the West to His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven.

No longer entangled in cultural differences, Nan Jing said: "Is it right?"

Jinghua got goosebumps from his coquettish voice, rolled his eyes, and slapped him away: "Of course not, you think anyone who wants to be a god can become a god? The gods I mentioned are all first Gods, they are innate venerables, born and raised by nature. Even His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor is nothing more than an acquired god, and the rest of them are just immortals after attaining Taoism and becoming immortals."

"Oh, it sounds like innate gods are so rare and powerful, and you are also so powerful that you even hooked up with gods." Nan Jing's eyes sparkled.

Jinghua: "..."

Why the hell is this kid always such a spoiler?

After so many years, he finally planned to find a corner to recall the happy time with Emperor Jiushao, and feel sorry for himself for a while, but was interrupted by Nan Jing.

It's all right now, let alone feeling melancholy, his fists are itching to beat Nan Jing up!

Jinghua waved his hand and left unhappily, muttering, "What good is God? Why don't you rush up and sacrifice yourself to protect the Three Thousand Worlds at critical times?"

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Nan Jing's mind, and he chased after him and asked, "What is spiritual consciousness?"

Jinghua took a look at him and said, "You have heard of divine consciousness before, which really amazes me. Divine consciousness is the heart and consciousness separated by people who cultivate immortals. You can also call it a soul and soul. avatar."

"In my body..."

Nan Jing was almost agitated and told all about the ancestor of the Yaohuang in his body, but when he said the ancestor of the Yaohuang, his brain became blank, and he couldn't think of what he was going to say.

Jinghua frowned: "What's wrong?"

Nan Jing regained his composure, and slowly shook his head, but his heart was full of turmoil.

This time, he was even more sure that the ancestor Yaohuang was not an ordinary person. Although there was no movement about the ancestor's life experience, it could really prevent him from revealing the secret.

Jinghua didn't understand, so he looked at Nanjing's face for a while, and felt that although he looked dumb, he must be in a normal mind, so he turned and left.

Nan Jing looked at Jing Hua from behind, his hippie smile collapsed and was replaced by solemnity and thoughtfulness.