Battle for Rebirth

Junzheng's body was taken away by the suzerain himself. He came a step late with a calm expression, as if he had lost a personal disciple.

Yuan Xingnian once believed that the suzerain was indifferent and unfeeling to the monarchy.

Just like now, he followed behind the suzerain.Junzheng's body was left in the lobby. Yuan Xingnian took a look at it before leaving, and it was still as he remembered it.Indeed, he only fell for a few hours, less than half a day, and his face still looked like a living person, with a thin temperature.

The paper figurine sits on Yuan Xingnian's shoulder and sighs. It mutters that it doesn't believe that Junzheng will die under the aura of the protagonist. After talking for a long time, it notices Yuan Xingnian's expression and stops talking.

Yuan Xingnian didn't pay attention to the words of the paper figurine all the way, but now the noise stopped, he was not used to it, and lowered his eyes to look at the paper figurine.

"I didn't say that, you also find Lian Xiao very surprised." The paper figurine quickly waved its hand, pointing to the girl sitting quietly on the other side.

Lian Xiao's posture was correct, her eyes were also looking straight ahead, and she seemed completely uninterested in their conversation.

Yuan Xingnian felt that there was a sense of disobedience.

The suzerain stopped in front, and heard the suppressed cry from a distance.Yuan Xingnian was not interested in poking his head in, so the suzerain asked him what he saw.

The eyes are full of unfamiliar and familiar disciples weeping by chance, and some people pretend to wipe away their tears secretly to comfort others.

Yuan Xingnian didn't know, so he looked at the suzerain, but he was easily hit by his palm several meters away, his chest hurts and he couldn't make time to breathe.Only now did he suddenly realize that he showed a bitter expression. It's not that the suzerain is not sad, it's just that he hates himself more.

He also hated himself.

Junzheng left, leaving him alone to bear the eyes of everyone's resentment and pain.Even before he died, he asked him if he would be moved by such a stupid question, and he wondered if he had been dropped.

In fact, his senior brother didn't die at all, that's right.

"Sect Master...! Are you trying to make us lose a talented disciple!"

Yuan Xingnian knew for the first time that his master would also show such an anxious and worried expression.

Mu Kongqing casually made a large rain curtain, turned his head and yelled at the stunned Yuan Xingnian, "Why are you still stupid! Get out!"

After Junzheng's death, it seemed that the whole cultivation world was not right.

"A Nian, are you listening?" Yuan Shi, who didn't even get a response after shouting a few times, looked at Yuan Xingnian worriedly.

When Yuan Xingnian returned home, he thought that he would no longer need to know about the situation after Jun Zheng's death, but when Yuan mentioned that name, he couldn't help but feel pain in his heart.

It still felt like a dream, a horrible dream that was smothered in darkness from which I could never wake up.

"He's dead." Yuan Xingnian's voice was unexpectedly calm, he wiped the water from his face, and looked at his mother lightly.

Yuan Shi was startled, unable to recover for a while.

"how……"

"Mother, I'm tired, I'm going to rest first." Yuan Xingnian interrupted Yuan's words, paused when passing by, and said in a low voice, "I hope mother will not mention him again in the future."

Everything was his own fault, even if no one said it, Yuan Xingnian knew in his heart that if it wasn't for saving him, how could Jun Zheng die.They were all blaming him, even he thought so.

"The influence of the monarchy is really terrible." The paper figurine looked at Yuan Xingnian who had hidden his whole body in the bed, and said lightly.

Yuan Xingnian exposed his head, staring at the paper figurine with deep eyes.

The paper man's body trembled, and he looked at him in fear, his hands shook even more tremblingly, "Don't burn me anymore, my hands won't even grow back."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yuan Xingnian frowned, and after a while, the corners of his mouth curled up again, presumably because he thought it was funny, and his originally frowning expression faded a bit.

The paper figurine raised its two hands, with a look of sadness and hidden anger on its face, and even its tone of voice raised a bit.

"See for yourself!"

Yuan Xingnian looked over, and the expression on his face suddenly became distorted.

"I've never done such a thing!" Yuan Xingnian couldn't help raising his voice, he took a deep breath, stared at the crippled hands in disbelief, couldn't help but said in a trembling voice, "Why? I don't remember at all...you lied to me..."

The paper man froze for two seconds, staring at Yuan Xingnian suspiciously, but the expression on that face was so sincere that even it couldn't help wondering if its memory was wrong.But no matter how I recalled it, the feeling of being burned was too deep to make it impossible to forget.It tried to open its mouth, but suddenly its eyes widened, its face full of shock.

Countless long and black hairs suddenly grew out behind Yuan Xingnian, and those slender and soft hairs were like a net that entangled him tightly at that moment.

"You...behind you!" The paper figurine shouted loudly.

Yuan Xingnian turned his head, and the overwhelming hair poured towards him in the empty sight. Before he could react, he felt that he was completely wrapped up.There was nothing but darkness, it was silent, and the surroundings were terribly cold.Yuan Xingnian tried to struggle, but he felt that the squeezed space of his body was getting smaller and smaller, and he was almost out of breath.

"...Wake up...Wake up..."

Just when Yuan Xingnian was about to lose consciousness, he heard a low voice, his body swam subconsciously, and he felt himself sinking in the water.

Following the sound, he slowly went up until his sight became bright again, and Yuan Xingnian suddenly realized that he was lying in a coffin.Surrounded by pure white, only here is a pure black coffin.When he walked out from inside, he suddenly felt a little familiar.

Just like the place he went to after his death in the last life, a coffin sunk in the ground, a blank room.

He was the only one... Later, a woman came who wanted to kill him.

Yuan Xingnian's heart tightened, and he looked at the coffin reflexively. There was no woman with messy hair, nothing.

Could it be that he is dead again... But why doesn't he have any memory?

"Do you want to be king?"

Just when Yuan Xingnian was thinking about what happened, a cold and gloomy voice came from his ear, like a ghost.

"Who?!"

Yuan Xingnian turned his head suddenly, but he didn't see anything.It was still an empty room, a strange coffin and him at a loss.

"You killed him."

Just when Yuan Xingnian was at a loss, the voice sounded again.

"What's the point of pretending to be a ghost?!" Yuan Xingnian frowned, suppressed the panic and anxiety in his heart, and shouted in a cold voice.

"I don't, haven't I been by your side all the time?" The grinning and whistling person had appeared behind Yuan Xingnian.

A rain stab hit the void, and the sound dissipated in the air again.

"Are you afraid?" Yuan Xingnian obviously felt the slight vibration in the air, he was slightly relieved, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Why should I be afraid?"

He thought that he would not be moved by anything, but when the man with the face of a monarchy evoked a wanton smile, he was stunned.

"But you killed me." Junzheng walked slowly in front of Yuan Xingnian, his voice was extremely suppressed, his lips were next to his ear, and he exhaled a cold breath, "What am I afraid of. Don't you think so?"

All the words dissipated in the sentence "but you killed me", Yuan Xingnian felt that his whole body lost strength, he closed his eyes, unwilling to look at the person in front of him.

"Why don't you dare look at me?"

"Am I scary?"

Jun Zheng's voice was hoarse and terrifying, he stared at Yuan Xingnian indifferently, with one hand already wrapped around his delicate neck.

"Come with me, after all, I like you so much."

Everything seems to have no hope of living, even if it is a tiny bit of starlight, Yuan Xingnian feels that he will never see it again.

Junzheng died for him, and he should pay for his life.

I don't know what happened to the paper man, and Lian Xiao.Knowing that his life was slowly passing away, Yuan Xingnian calmed down instead, but he always felt that there were still many things to do, and he felt a little unwilling.

Brother... I still like you after all.

Unfortunately……