The Boss Behind The Game

Just when the giant golden palm was about to hit Cang Xu, it suddenly exploded in the air, and the entire sky immediately rained golden aura.

"Beidou, you have crossed the line!" An old voice sounded in the sky.

"Fengdu, Cang Xu violated our rules, why did you protect him!"

"If you make a mistake, you will be punished, but since it is in my territory, then I will handle it."

"Fengdu!" An angry roar sounded from the sky.

"You want to fight?" The old voice sounded again.

"Okay, I will give you Fengdu face, but you must give us an explanation for this matter. If there is no satisfactory answer, the war between the two worlds is inevitable. After all, the mistake he made was not a small one!"

Then the giant golden hand condensed in the air again, reached out to grab the eight immortals, and disappeared into the sky.

"Ah~ Cang Xu, I didn't expect you to come this far!"

Hearing this voice, Cang Xu's lips trembled slightly, he did not expect that Emperor Fengdu would make a move for him.

He knew what a big mistake he had made, and what he wanted to do would even cause a war between the underworld and the heavens, but even so, Emperor Fengdu was willing to come forward to protect him.

Thinking of his previous betrayal, Cang Xu was filled with self-blame.

Looking at the sky, Cang Xu knelt down on the ground and kowtowed:

"Great Emperor, Cang Xu is willing to be responsible for everything he does, willing to fly away, and never drag the underworld."

"Ah~" There was another sigh in the sky.

"Follow the funeral, let's go!"

"Thank you, Great Emperor!" Cang Xu kowtowed heavily again, then stood up resolutely, and walked towards the palace.

 …

In the Palace of the Mansion, Cang Xu was wearing a splendid royal robe, and in his arms, there was a charming and charming woman.

"Do you know how to write it?"

In front of him, the official historian dipped his pen, and slowly raised it with trembling hands:

"My king,

Is that really the case? "

Cangxu nodded indifferently, in order not to drag down the thousands of creatures in the land of Cangxu, he knew he had to make a choice.

The grieving historian finally wrote down on the paper:

Cangxu, the ruler of the Cangxu Dayu Mansion, who killed the original Yuanxu Mansion seized the throne. During his reign, he oppressed Cangxu's souls and indulged in women all day long. He is not ashamed to be a king, and he is even more ambitious. He wants to provoke Xianyin with his own power. The Great War, such evil acts, can be used as a lesson for the souls of the land of Cangxu. After the discussions of all the forces in Cangxu, he was abolished as the ruler of the mansion, and everyone spit on him...

After finishing writing, the historian took a deep breath and handed the paper to Cang Xu.

Cang Xu took a glance, with a trace of disappointment on his face, then nodded:

"Announce to all the regions of Cangxu, and warn future generations, that such evil people as Cangxu will be eliminated, and the heavens and the earth will celebrate it!"

After the historian left, Cang Xu looked at the beautiful woman in his eyes, and there was a trace of tenderness in the corners of his eyes.

"You have been running around for thousands of years, but you have to become an evil king spurned by future generations, do you regret it?" The woman leaned in Cang Xu's arms, her beautiful eyes blinking.

"As long as you don't abandon me, it doesn't matter if you are cast aside by thousands of people, this life is worth it."

The woman smiled slightly, her eyes full of love: "Leave this time, don't leave me behind."

"Let's go together this time, and I won't worry about leaving you behind."

The woman heard that happiness was revealed in her charming eyes, and she reached out to pick up the wine glass from the table:

"I'm late for a cup of wine, I marry you as a concubine, would you like me?"

"Pick!"

Cang Xu also picked up the wine glass, and the two wrists intersected.

 …

After drinking the cup of wine, the bodies of the two slowly petrified. At the moment before death, they were still hugging each other, but their faces were full of smiles.

Perhaps leaving together is the best relief in these 100,000 years of traveling.

"Ah~" The old sigh sounded again in the hall.

"Cangxu, I will send you into the six realms of reincarnation, after that, it's all about the mundane world, that's all."

Then the two souls were pulled out from the petrified body and disappeared into the air.

 …

Six paths of reincarnation, Naihe Bridge.

The woman looked at the soup that Granny Meng handed over, a flash of reminiscence flashed in her eyes, and then she reached out to take it and drank it down.

But when he closed his eyes, the figure of Cang Xu appeared again in his mind.

"Love is deeply rooted, but this road can only be crossed because the past is broken. He has already passed, and he only drank a bowl!"

A few tears rolled down Xian Kemei's eyes, and she reached out to Granny Meng again: "One more bowl, I want to keep up with him, and we will be together in the next life."

Granny Meng couldn't bear it, but she still handed over a bowl.

After drinking this bowl of Wangchuan water, Xian Ke suddenly squatted by the bridge, hugged his head and cried:

"I still can't forget him!"

Looking at the weeping Xianke, Po Meng sighed: "Forget it, I'll help you forget him"

A ball of pure Wangchuan water spirit emerged in the palm of Meng Po, and gently handed it to the weeping Xianke:

"Drink it, drink it and forget it!"

 …

After Xian Ke drank the pure Wangchuan water, she slowly stood up and walked forward dully, but tears kept falling from her eyes for some reason.

She felt as if she had lost something important, but she couldn't remember it.

At this time, a figure appeared beside Granny Meng, and he looked affectionately at the figure of the woman walking away step by step, until she gradually disappeared at the end...

"Have you decided?" Meng Po looked at Cang Xu and asked.

"This time the crime is all my fault. If I were to be thrown into the six realms of reincarnation, what would it be different from a pardon? This mistake has already been made. One person does things and one person should be responsible. The sin can only be redeemed if the soul is scattered. I don't want to implicate the Great Emperor Fengdu, let alone trigger The battle of the two worlds."

Looking at the resolute look on her face, Po Meng couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and stretched out her hand to open the Wangchuan Gate under the Wangchuan River:

"It's gone in smoke, and there is no such thing as you in the world, but my mother-in-law remembers you!"

Cang Xu nodded, and walked towards Wangchuan Gate resolutely.

At the moment when Cang Xu's figure was about to be swallowed by the Wangchuan Gate, Po Meng's voice sounded again:

"Bai Shi Nie Yuan, Cang Xu, I will finally help you wake up the memory of your previous life, and take a look at your past love, this is the last thing the old woman can do."

The light in front of his eyes became more and more intense, and at the last moment, figures appeared one after another, and Cang Xu couldn't help but shed tears when he saw his own reincarnation.

It turned out that she was always by my side.

In the first life, I was the king. Even if the king came to the world and the mountains and rivers were picturesque, I would not be able to match his cinnabar eyebrows and eyes with peerless elegance.

In the second life, I will be a general, and even if I am a glorious half-life, with golden arms and iron horses, I will still not be as good as her black hair and black hair, with a smile like a flower.

In the third life, I am a knight, even if I wield my sword and become famous all over the world, I am still not as good as her waving hands and sleeves, who is a Tsinghua student.

In the fourth world, I am a luthier, even if I beat all over the bustle and play elegantly, it is still not as good as her clear voice, smooth singing, and flashy singing.

In the fifth life, I am a monk, even if I purify my heart and lock my desires, and chant poems and Dharma, I will eventually lose to her with black eyebrows and green sweeps, and I am astounded.

In the sixth generation, I am a minister of the state. Even if I leave my name in the history books, I am upright and unrestrained, but in the end I am no match for her hair tied on the dressing table and decals facing the mirror.

In the seventh world, I am a scholar. Even though I am prosperous and famous, I will not be able to match her graceful handwriting and pens.

In the eighth world, I am a farmer, even if there are ten miles of peach blossoms and mulberry hemp in the evening, I will eventually lose to her knotted hair and red wedding dress.

In the Ninth World, I am a painter, even though it is hard to find a picture, a thousand dollars for a painting, I will not be able to beat her plain hand, cloth chopsticks to make tea.

 …

In this life, I am the lord of the palace. Even if there are millions of soldiers and thousands of good generals, I will eventually lose to her.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The soul is gradually melted and torn under the River of Forgetfulness, but even the pain of being scattered is far inferior to the pain of lovesickness in this century of reincarnation.

Pale and white hair dancing, looking up to the sky and laughing, but the laughter contains a deep pain of lovesickness.

After all, it is still in this life, and the evil fate is broken......

At the last moment when the soul was torn apart, Cang Xu's face still showed that reluctance...