After all, I have seen many beloved women buried in ruins in front of me, or become emotionally unsatisfied sword-holders, and the blows he suffered far exceeds that of anyone in this world.

The temptation of the demon god instead prompted his ontological consciousness, making him stronger, and his state of mind reached the state of silence that countless immortals dreamed of.

He slowly stood with his sword in front of a powerful enemy he once thought was impossible to defeat, and those memories pierced into his sea of ​​consciousness like countless pieces.

This made countless scenes in his mind flash through the scenes that made him laugh or laugh.

A woman with bright eyes and white teeth stood behind her and asked with concern, "Young Master, it's cold, it's time to add a coat."

Or a girl with green and verdant smoke and sand persuaded herself angrily: "Do you know where the Jiaofangsi is?"

Or maybe hundreds of ministers in the Golden Palace kneel down and leave a woman in the imperial robe on the dragon throne with a playful smile at her.

"Welcome the eldest princess to the throne, long live your Majesty!"

...

Countless women and the pictures at hand began to flash faster and faster, faster and faster, until they became blurred and almost burst into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The dormant demons let out waves of wailing, and were forced away from the center of the sea of ​​consciousness by this force.

And at the last moment, the Li Renzhu in Liu Ruohuan's body suddenly erupted, and a red light suddenly appeared, and the picture in his sea of ​​consciousness was frozen on the man's body.

She was dressed in white, her eyes were as autumn water, and her eyebrows were as dark as distant.

Luo Suxin.

Sure enough, after going around countless times, he still returned to his original starting point.

He remembered that in his last memory, Luo Suxin reached some agreement with the fox demon in order to rewrite the ending of this world, so that the other party could occupy her body and live in the present world instead of her.

In an instant, Luo Suxin's virtuality seemed like a key, pulling his thoughts to another time and space.

An extremely simple story is staged here, which simply tells his life as Liu Ruohuan.

The only unusual thing in the whole story is that he saw the scene of him and Luo Suxin getting to know each other because of an umbrella, which can be called a love scene in a classic storybook.

But at the end of this story, he saw something unusual.

It was a dark fog. Luo Suxin, who was confused, knelt in front of his body, looking at the depths of the fog.

"Do you want to do it again?"

"Do you want to rewrite the current ending?"

"Do you think that if you were reborn, none of this would happen?"

Luo Suxin looked into the depths of the fog with empty eyes and asked mechanically, "Who are you?"

"I am a god attracted by your obsession. Before the ancient times, I created the world with other gods. But later, the gods fought civil war and the gods fell, and only my inheritance and a trace of thought remained in this world."

Luo Suxin seemed not so concerned about all this. At this moment, it didn't matter whether the person came or the devil came. She was only interested in what he just said.

"I want to live a new life."

When Luo Suxin heard the word "think", a sneer came from the depths of the fog.

"Every story in this world has infinite development branches and forks, and even the way of heaven can be reversed... But people's hearts cannot be done. If you return to your life with memories, you will only add to regret and feel fear of your incompetence and ignorance. This kind of thing will be the same ten times, hundreds, thousands, and thousands of times."

Luo Suxin kept silent, just hugged Liu Ruohuan's body tightly.

"Then let's make a bet. I'll let you live for a hundred lives again. If you are not broken and rewrite the ending, you can usher in a happy ending for the couple. But if you can't rewrite the final ending for a hundred lives, you need to hold the artifact in your hand, inherit the mantle of my God of Time, and sit in my place."

"Of course... if you can't bear the noisy memories for hundreds of lifetimes, and make your memory confused and become a madman, you will eventually become a madman who can't even step into reincarnation."

Liu Ruohuan didn't hear whether Luo Suxin finally agreed to the other party's request. He just saw the picture in front of him reverse again, as if the hour hand was reversed again.

He watched him meet Luo Suxin again and again and again and again.

The other party fell in love with him in the first life, and chose to be reborn again and again without hesitation, and returned to love and accompany him in the next life.

Gradually, he looked at the memories that were numb, but found that each development of these memories was different. He and the other party had lived through hundreds of reincarnations.

In every story, the other party is persistent in finding a different ending, trying to make him survive in this harsh environment of mortality.

...

It was not until this time that he had an accident in his reincarnation and was reborn on the earth, which finally changed a little bit in the trajectory of life, which had been dead for hundreds of lifetimes.

Luo Suxin never said anything more. She has been waiting silently for herself to come back in this world, tirelessly protecting herself.

From the tomb of King You to the Bai family, and then to the last Luo family.

She loved herself deeply from beginning to end, so she treated herself like this, but she was still suspicious of her and always doubted whether she had other imaginations.

He finally understood why he, who fought alone in the first ten lives and held the name of a genius, would be unknown in the later cycle of reincarnation and gradually become a spectator.

This is all because she is familiar with the development direction of each story, constantly cutting off the dangers of her future for herself and striving for a glimmer of hope for survival.

Strictly speaking, your life is given by the other party.

Sure enough, after digging out such a secret, he couldn't calm down.

Could it be that Luo Suxin, occupied by the fox fairy, has dissipated his true consciousness in this world, or has gone to the next cycle, or has compromised with the gods and become the new master of time?

What he himself didn't want to face the most was this.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly opened his closed eyes and looked at the two divine envoys in front of him.

The Nankang God Envoy behind him suddenly exploded into pieces of the sky, and every piece of flesh and blood burned with flames falling downwards.

This scene is very similar to the fireworks during the festival, but the envoy of the Nankang is the master of the unity realm and a monster that combines humans and monsters. The multiple effects make the scene infinitely expand, and the fireworks gradually illuminate the starry sky, making the night sky in the northwest half of the night that night become this scene.

"Why... he actually broke through after that attack just now?"

Qingluo said this sentence in disbelief.
Chapter completed!