Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

In the clear stream, Han Ying's consciousness is like a boat, and the scenery on both sides is as intoxicating as a dream. Following Han Guming's whispers, she seemed to see her life in the next few years.

After graduating from the academy, he would go on a long journey with his friends and visit hundreds of kingdoms of the Immortal Alliance. Afterwards, he would either start at the grassroots level in the Governor's Mansion under his father's arrangement and gradually become familiar with the family affairs; or he would simply start from scratch in other cities such as Youcheng and try to run his own business. career; or stay in the academy and stay with my aunt... Then, at the age of twenty-five, all the good things came to an end.

This is Han Ying's life, dazzling and short. Short-lived, yet unwilling.

At the end of the stream, there is a cliff thousands of feet high, and there is darkness that cannot be seen to the bottom. The people in the boat can only watch themselves approaching death step by step. All kinds of darkness in my heart also arise spontaneously.

But she couldn't say or even think about it, because in front of those old but clear red eyes, any emotional fluctuations could not be escaped, and her fear would only make him more painful.

She wanted to welcome her twenty-fifth year with a smile. This was a decision she had made a long time ago. But every birthday, every time she was closer to her twenty-fifth year, this determination would make her more painful. .

And her pain is not his pain?

It's just that both Han Guming and Han Ying just endured it silently, endured it, used restraint to suppress their nature, and used suppression in exchange for a smile on their face.

Until then.

"The wasteland monsters have not contaminated me."

At the dinner table, after Han Guming sighed, he returned to his usual calmness, telling his own story as if telling someone else's story.

"Han Wu is indeed my incarnation, but I fabricated this body based on the magical power passed down by the Lord of the Kingdom. It was just to lose the gloom, violence, and cowardice in my heart, and I executed the method of killing three corpses in exchange for my own Pure. Therefore, there is absolutely no reason for the incarnation to be polluted and bring harm to the deity. The story of the desolate thing did reach my ears, but it was just a story. It was the moon that wanted to transform me into desolate things. Yanghuang Nu is delusional."

On the other side of the dining table, Han Ying silently picked up the teacup and washed away the unpleasant taste in her mouth with the cool tea, just as she washed away the unpleasant taste in her heart.

Putting down the teacup, she was completely transformed.

But I heard Han Guming say again: "However, after losing the incarnation, countless thoughts emerged in my heart uncontrollably, countless thoughts that were fleeting in the past. I would think that the Yue Yang Huang woman thought she had a trick and couldn't wait to be exposed. Where the main body is, I only need to notify the desolate team to dispatch, and the desolate demon rebellion will be suppressed quickly. Then, after learning the lessons of the chaos, Rongcheng will become stronger and more invulnerable, and we will set off in more than two years. Going west, no one will be able to stop it. This city will march all the way along the Blood River to Crazy Lake. During this period, I will serve as the helmsman of Rong City and devote myself to this city and the Immortal Alliance...and then, I will. I think that when I give up my whole life, my daughter will also celebrate her twenty-fifth birthday.”

"..."

Han Guming said: "I will witness my daughter's departure during my journey to the west of Rong City. I can expand the territory of the Human Immortal Alliance and lay a new foundation for civilization, but I cannot save my daughter's life... However, I really Can’t?”

"..."

"My lord, in the past few years, every time you use the method of incarnation to bring the soul here to fill the gap for Yingying's life, I will have a crazy delusion. Yes, it will happen every time, but only This time, I couldn't let the delusions in my heart go to the incarnation... So the delusions took root in my heart in an instant, making me wonder, if you stay with Yingying forever, can you let her get over it? The abyss, what about the fateful catastrophe?"

"..."

"However, no matter how unbelievable this delusion grows, it is still just a delusion. I once swore to you and myself that as long as you can fill the gap in Yingying's life, even if it only extends his life by twenty-five years, my life will be Yours, I will live and die without any regrets. This is my Taoist heart. As long as I am still a member of the Immortal Alliance, I will never break my oath. But what if I am no longer a member of the Immortal Alliance?"

"..."

"Then, when I realized this problem, the pollution from the desolation followed. I'm sorry, my lord, it was me after all that made things come to this point."

So, on the other side of the dining table, Lu Youyou, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.

"I see."

——

At the same time, outside the wooden house, a scarlet fire was burning.

Wang Luo looked at the wooden house clustered in the forest of dead trees and whispered: "Han Wu, give way."

The giant man in front of him just smiled when he heard this: "I'm sorry, this road is blocked... Oh no, according to my true thoughts at this time, it should be..."

The words were distorted and elongated at the last word, and suddenly became shorter.

In the blink of an eye, Han Wu was approaching.

"Fuck you paralysis!"

Along with the thunderstorm-like roar, a wave of true energy belonging to Nascent Soul suddenly expanded. Wang Luo only had time to subconsciously gather his true energy and wrap his cloak in front of him when he felt the impact of a mountain torrent and tsunami coming towards his face.

The beautiful scenery of Jianmu District flew by on both sides, and a fierce impact came from behind. It was a thick and tall stone building that was hit and pierced through, and then collapsed. Then the second building, the third building... The momentum could not be stopped until a towering ancient tree in Jinghua District gently supported him with its own thick spiritual light, and finally this ups and downs journey came to an end.

However, before he could catch his breath, a dark evil beast had already pounced in front of him.

"■■■■■■■■■■■■!!"

The filthy roar like a curse of Du'e exploded in his ears, and the impact of the sound wave alone made the ancient tree behind him groan in pain. The evergreen treetops dropped scorched and curled dead leaves one after another, and the thick spiritual light retreated backwards.

Wang Luo still used the Mo Lin cloak to resist in front, isolating the erosion of the sound waves, but he was unable to fight back for a while. The next moment, the evil beast extended its pitch-black claws, and its five dagger-like nails pierced the cloak, causing the spiritual patterns on the cloak to glow brightly, but it was a sign of imminent collapse.

But Wang Luo did not feel sorry at all, but took advantage of the situation to forcefully inject blood-red true essence into the cloak, using a force far beyond its endurance limit, causing the battle-hardened Dinghuang military treasure to explode on the spot!

The energy released when the Nascent Soul-level magic weapon was shattered seemed to exceed the ordinary Nascent Soul level, as if a sun was lit in the sky, and the light was like a tide that submerged everything.

However, such a powerful force was restrained by an incredible force, and it only burst out in one place. The sea of ​​light that expanded in all directions turned into a sword of light in an instant, blasting the dark evil beast to the sky, and it disappeared like a distant star!

Wang Luo exhaled a blood mist, his hands trembling uncontrollably - restraining his self-explosion with his flesh and blood, his arms were already burnt to a crisp, but he finally got rid of the beast whose power was close to Han Guming's original body in the shortest time, and then...

Next, he saw the space in front of him twisted, as if a vortex appeared out of thin air. In the vortex, the dark beast was like mud, struggling to get out of the severely burned body, and howling with no rationality left.

"Tsk..."

I almost forgot that this thing was the lord of Rongcheng, who controlled the city's geographical advantages, and it was meaningless to drive him away.

Then there was only one thing to do.

Wang Luo licked his lips, and the remaining bloody smell on them ignited a fire in his heart.