A World Worth Protecting Chapter 1099: Different Sun De!

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How many times has reincarnation been used in this world?

How many times has this universe restarted?

What's the status of each person in different reincarnation and different restarts?

What is the state of each soul in different Heaven and Earth, different life and death?

When he didn't feel previous life, Wang Baole didn't understand all of this, and even had no similar questions in his cognition. After feeling previous life, he began to think about these issues.

He wants to know the answer, he doesn't want to exist, he wants to exist.

He wants to know the truth. He doesn't want to be just a building block in reincarnation in different universes. He doesn't want to appear in different positions again and again. He wants to live to understand.

He knows a lot about the sentiments of the previous ten lives, but with it, there are deep doubts, and all these doubts are not important at this moment, because with the sinking of the soul, The Book of Destiny behind the Master of Heaven, page after page upside down, Wang Baole's previous life, is also displayed page after page in front of him, but... his consciousness is also dissipating here, gradually forgetting himself, slow Slowly forgot everything and became pure, until he heard the voice of the Master of Heaven.

"Seventy-nine..."

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"Who am I...Where am I..." In the dark void, I heard a voice, whispering in my ear.

It seems to be coming from a long distance, and it seems to be echoing around me. I don't know where the voice is, and I don't know why these two sentences are asked in the voice.

The sound reverberated endlessly, as if eternally, but I didn't hear any response. No one seemed to care about the sound, and I didn't know how to speak, so gradually, this pitch black nothingness , It seems that only this voice exists.

Time is also in this emptiness, without any trace passing by.

Perhaps, because of this voice, I also started to think, who am I...? Where am I?

I thought for a long time, but there was no answer. The more I thought about it, the more I was at a loss. For a moment, I heard a voice.

"Who am I...Where am I..."

The voice is very familiar. After it came out, I waited for a while and heard the echo.

So I understood. It turned out that the first thing I heard was my own voice, and I... seemed to repeat this sentence for an unknown number of years.

This discovery caused some fluctuations in my emotions. I didn't know how to call this fluctuation, so I continued to think about it until after a long time, I remembered a word.

Happy!

Yes, this emotion should be called happiness. I am very happy because I discovered the origin of the voice, but how did I know the word happiness...

I was at a loss, so I continued to think, but this time, I didn't have time to think of the answer. This dark nothingness that didn't exist in my eyes, suddenly... there was light!

The light seemed to come from the outside world, reflecting the whole nothingness, and then...it never disappeared, and this whole nothingness also appeared Transformation at this moment. I saw a finger, and it quickly condense came out. Became a hand.

A hand that seemed to be holding me, and then I saw the arm and body, until the whole person appeared in my eyes, it was a young man, he closed his eyes and did not open it.

I was surprised, because this young man made me feel familiar, but unfamiliar. Before I could continue to think about it, this emptiness reverberated around after the first person appeared.

With the rippled spread, I saw a table, and saw other tables and chairs appearing around, until a tea house appeared in front of me, and then the ripple spread again, and other buildings appeared outside the tea house , Rivers, trees, and soon a small town seemed to be drawn.

Next... the ripples spread out in a large area, I saw the earth, the sky, the other cities, and a star from blurry to real.

It’s not over. I saw the starry sky outside this star again. In the ripples and echoes, other stars appeared, many, many, as they appeared one after another, a universe, a world, unfolded in front of me .

Then, life appeared.

One by one, all beings, all beings, all at this moment, as if they had never been before, appeared in every position where they needed them. There are men and women, old and young, different species, different breaths, but Stay still and don't move.

And the young man who held me, he was lying on the table, unchanged, but holding me tightly, as if he would never let go even at the end of his life.

But I don't like him very much.

Just as I was thinking about why I didn't like him, the whole world suddenly seemed to be infused with vitality and vitality. In an instant...all beings moved.

The wind appeared, the sun softened, the leaves shook, the river moved, singing and laughter, crying and roaring, all came out in every corner of the world.

In the teahouse, there was also a lively noise. At this moment, the young man who held me firmly, his body trembled slightly, opened his eyes, and raised his head.

The moment he looked up, I saw his eyes.

I saw myself reflected in my eyes.

It was a black wooden board, and he firmly held the black wooden board in his hand. Then...I was lifted up and knocked on the table, and there was a crisp sound.

In this sound, the world in front of me began to continue. I saw this life called Sun De. He became the most watched storyteller in this county, married the daughter of a big family, and inherited the inheritance. , Had enough food and clothing, and fell in love with his wife all his life until he died smilingly at the age of eighty-nine.

And I was buried with Sun De because he couldn't break Sun De's fingers anyway.

Although I don’t like him, I have to admit that watching his performance in this life is quite interesting. As for being buried with him, it’s okay, because after his death, everything in this world disappears. It turned into pitch black again, and my consciousness fell into darkness again.

Until I heard a voice.

"Seventy-eight."

The appearance of this sound seemed to turn into a whirlpool, dragging me into...the void without light, I can’t remember who I am, I can’t remember everything, I Thinking about a problem.

"Who am I...Where am I..."

My voice reverberated until I thought for a long time, the void appeared light, and the world appeared in front of me. The first thing that appeared was the young man formed after a finger slowly spread. He was lying on the table. Holding me tightly in his hands.

His name is Sun De. I am familiar and strange. He has a very good life. He has become a storyteller. Although he did not marry the daughter of a big family in a small town, he returned to the capital and obtained his fame. Prison, but overall, it is still very exciting. As for me... I was always held in his hand by him, never leaving.

Unfortunately, after his death, the world disappeared and I heard a voice.

"Seven Seven."

This voice dragged me back into nothingness, until I who had forgotten everything, saw the light, saw the world, and saw Sun De.

"Seventy-six."

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"Thirty-one."

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"Fourteen."

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"Three."

Time after experience, time after time of forgetting, from when I realized it was wrong, until I was not surprised, because I wanted to understand that I was doing a game. After this life, I will forget this life and forget it. Special memories of past and future generations...

Strange, how can I feel this way? Why do you know that you are remembering?

If you don't understand, it doesn't matter, as long as there is a story to read, although the story must be Sun De's different life.

But I’m curious, if we meet for the first time, will there be a different picture?