The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father Chapter 4857: The little monk who drunk lives and dreams of death (seeking tickets)

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This situation continued until ten thousand years ago.

The passage of the master-slave world was opened again, and a woman named Baili Liuyin appeared on the continent of Xiuxian.

Pushing this dead end world into another bottomless abyss.

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When Mu Yan was in the Tianguang Ruins, watching the past and future of Qihuang.

In an oasis in the remote land of the Western Wilderness, Jing Yuan woke up from the roar of thunder and the tremors of the earth.

The goal is the golden arches towering into the sky.

Lightning and thunder ripped open, forming cracks and whirlpools.

Countless black spots fell from the vortex, like black hail.

But Jingyuan recognized it at a glance. It was not raindrops or hail.

It is the ghost who came to this world through the cracks in the barrier.

The Tianzhu collapsed again?

How could this be?

Jing Yuan quickly got up from the ground and flew high into the sky, looking at the distant sky.

Soon, his face grew darker and darker, and worries filled his eyes.

If he read it right, the place where the Tianzhu collapsed this time is just above the ancient battlefield.

The resident of Xiaoyaomen is there.

Since learning about his life experience, Jing Yuan has been drunk and dreamed of death in front of his parents' grave for a while.

Leng Yumo spent the first month with him.

Later, he resolutely abandoned him and returned to Xiaoyaomen.

Before leaving, Leng Yumo said to him: "The little monk I like, his appearance is gentle and soft, but he has his own persistence in his heart. He will change because of the changes around him, and will do what he doesn’t want. Do, but he will always keep a trace of clarity in his heart, and he will not fall down easily."

"Jingyuan, if you feel that drunkenness in life and death can make you forget the pain and escape everything that has happened. Then you stay here. But I will not stay for you."

"Even if I like you again and miss my little monk again, I am also a member of Xiaoyaomen. I have my ambitions and have things I want to protect. I will not let my seniors leave me far away Behind you, let yourself indulge in the love of men and women."

"Let's... don't pass this. I hope there will be a period later. I hope that when we meet next time, you will still be the little monk I know."

The day Leng Yumo left, Jing Yuan was in pain, and she curled up in front of her parents' grave, letting tears flow freely on her haggard face.

He thinks his life is a joke.

All the persistence, all the beliefs, all the hard work in the past, all turned into nothing in an instant.

The teacher he thought was the chief culprit who killed his parents.

The enemy he thought was just a victim of the same illness and pity with him.

He wants to hate, but he doesn't know who to hate.

He wanted to achieve his own revenge, but found that all of his cultivation was due to his enemies.

Once, overnight, Jingyuan lost his most important relatives, and only hatred remained in his life.

Now, he doesn't even have hatred, life seems to have been robbed by life, and he no longer knows where to go.

Jingyuan thought that he would live like that in front of his parents' grave, and live without a ghost or a ghost.

It has nothing to do with him whether it is the rise and fall of the world, or the survival of it.

However, at this moment, looking at the collapsed Tianzhu in the sky, Jing Yuan's heart seemed to be severely gripped by a hand.

He thought he would never worry about anyone in the world anymore.

He thought his heart was dead.