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Chapter 107 The Empress
It is said that there are sages who know it.

When she first heard about it, Su Lin didn't believe it, but after she breathed into her body, when memories that didn't belong to her emerged in her mind, when she suddenly realized many things, she couldn't help but Don't believe it.

Or it is more appropriate to use the word 'reincarnation' to describe her. Although those memories are just fragments, it can be seen that they belong to someone's life.

That person is [-]% similar to her, but more dignified and majestic than her. When she stands on the top of a mountain, she is like an emperor who ignores the world.

After seeing these memories, Su Lin was actually a little lost. What she relied on and was proud of all came from others, and even she might not be her.

Because she was someone else's reincarnation, she was able to possess pure lightning roots, to comprehend sword intent without hindrance before foundation establishment, and to refine Qi and foundation establishment in such a short period of time, reaching a place that many people would never reach in a lifetime. high.

Of course, these inexplicable memories alone cannot make Su Lin believe that she is someone else's reincarnation, let alone cause ripples in her Dao heart.

The most important thing is the two paragraphs that come with those memory fragments, or two choices that are not considered choices.

One is to practice as usual. When her cultivation level gets higher and higher, those memories will become clearer and more coherent. When she fully recalls the memories of her previous life, she will become her previous life, or in other words, she was originally It was her previous life, and she just needed to find her lost memories.

The second is to disperse the current consciousness directly. In this way, the consciousness belonging to her previous life will instantly wake up, and then take over her body, and climb to the top of the fairy again. Of course, it is not certain whether she is still her at that time, After all, consciousness has dissipated.

And from those memory fragments, Su Lin can see that she lived at least tens of thousands of years in her previous life. When these tens of thousands of years of memories are integrated into her nine years of memories, will she really still be her?Will her personality, her Dao heart, her obsession, her love, everything about her be different?

Therefore, Su Lin didn't want to choose either of these two options. She couldn't guarantee that she would protect Su Li like she did in her previous life.

But for now, forget it.

Su Lin looked at Su Li's motionless figure, and her fading consciousness was stronger than ever. If Su Li died, it didn't matter whether she was her or not.

And if Su Li is still alive now, she must rescue her. However, Lie is not weak, at least not weaker than Cui Ting a few days ago, so she can't save Su Li. Only her in her previous life, and she can only believe in her in her previous life.

Su Lin was a little sad.Maybe she really shouldn't have brought Su Li to the world of cultivating immortals.

When Su Lin drew thunder into the sea of ​​consciousness and scattered her consciousness, the entire secret realm resounded with thunder.

Then one after another thunderbolts hit the scattered flames, instantly dimming the surrounding light, the sea of ​​flames died down, and the night also returned to its original darkness.

Lie looked at the sudden thunder around him, his eyes were full of surprise, "Impossible, even with pure thunder spirit root, it's impossible, how did you do it?"

Let’s not talk about how to arouse such a grand thunder with only the cultivation base of the foundation, just say that this is only the secret space of the hunting bow, and the thunder aura of the entire secret can’t reach this level, and this is his. At home, his law is fire, but those thunders directly scattered his flames.

But now Su Lin couldn't answer Lie's question, her gaze was still fixed on Su Li, but in front of her, a woman with black hair and red dress slowly walked up.

At the same time, the surrounding time seemed to stand still, the flames froze, the thunder was silent, and even the falling arrow rain remained in place, as if they were respectfully welcoming the woman.

"Oh, they always like to do things that are superfluous. I really wronged you." The woman walked in front of Su Lin, stretched out her hand to gently hold her cheek, and then let out a long sigh.

After this sigh, the long river of time seemed to flow again, and the sound sounded in Su Lin's ears again.

Is this his previous life?Su Lin lowered her eyes slightly, and sighed helplessly in her heart, it really wasn't me!
"Help me save her." Su Lin looked through the woman in front of her, and looked at Su Li who was lying quietly in the air, but her consciousness was about to dissipate, so she couldn't see clearly, only a vague Thin figure.

Since when did the little girl become so thin?
"Okay." The woman nodded slightly, then stretched out her hand and tapped Su Lin's forehead. In the next moment, purple awns bloomed, and Su Lin's consciousness was also engulfed by darkness.

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fairy garden.

The wine gourd that Luo Sheng brought to his mouth suddenly fell down, making a loud bang, which made the chattering crowd instantly quiet down.

"Fairy Luosheng, please spare me." The man who was spitting all over the place immediately fell to the ground, begging for mercy tremblingly.

"Let's go, let's go, who wants your life." Luo Sheng glanced at him, a little speechless, what's the matter with the current cultivator, who likes to add drama to himself so much.

"Yes, Zong Liuyun thanked Fairy Luosheng." The man hurriedly got up and cupped his fists, then scrambled back to the side, not forgetting to brush his name by the way.

This is a routine meeting of Xianting, once every hundred years, since Fairy Luosheng wiped out foreign aggression with a sword 3000 million years ago, and has never reappeared, this meeting has become a place for them to talk.

But today is a bit different. When the entire fairy court was shrouded in sword intent, before they could realize what happened, Luo Sheng, who was full of murderous aura, appeared here, raised his sword and directly killed two people. He is a golden fairy sitting in a high position, so it is no wonder that he is so afraid.

If Fairy Wan Wan hadn't been standing beside her with a smile, explaining the reason of the matter to them, they would have scattered and fled for their lives.

Different from the other big Luo Jinxians who often show up, Fairy Luosheng is a figure who really lives in legends. These heavenly immortals, jade immortals and even golden immortals have almost never seen Luosheng, so no one knows about Luosheng. No matter what his temperament is, he can only learn from the stories passed down by word of mouth that Fairy Luosheng deserves to be a fairy!

Men in the world learn from the Empress, and women in the world learn from Luosheng.

After dismissing Zong Liuyun, Luo Sheng raised his hand to call the wine gourd on the ground, then looked sideways at Wan Wan who was sitting by the side smiling and silent, and asked, "Is it made by those old men?"

Wan Wan shrugged, and said helplessly: "Except for us and them, no one else can do it."

Theoretically, as long as the Dao is not scattered, the longevity of Daluo Jinxian is in line with the Dao of Heaven. Before the rise of the Empress, there were several Daluos in the world. Although not many, they also caused a lot of trouble for the Empress.

It wasn't until later that the Empress took control of the Immortal Court, and Wan Wan and the others successively took control of Dao and made Da Luo, that they gradually faded out of the world of cultivating immortals.

"How dare they intervene in the reincarnation of the empress? Don't they know what kind of temper the empress is? I really want to chop off their heads and see what's inside." Luo Sheng was about to be laughed out of anger, since the empress decided Reincarnation will naturally return, so why bother them.

　The writing style is limited, and I can't write one ten-thousandth of the empress (>﹏<)
　　
　
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