Rebirth of the Defying Maniac

Chapter 367 Why

"……what's going on?"

Lin Yiran was stunned.

At this time, his spiritual consciousness was out of control, and he was cruising forward all the time, so he could only glance at these pictures.

In these pictures, he seemed to be playing various identities, dressed in different ways, and he even thought...these were his avatars in other worlds.

Yes……

His first thought was "his own clone", not some kind of illusion.

This is because... he felt strangely that these scenes seemed familiar, as if they had really happened to him, but... no matter how hard he searched his memory, he couldn't find it at all!
Since he couldn't figure out the reason, Lin Yiran simply imprinted all these pictures in his mind and memory as much as possible.

he knows……

This feeling is definitely not groundless, there must be some special reason in it.

Swish! ——

Finally, Lin Yiran's consciousness and vision came to the end of this radiant tunnel.

Instead, it was dark and quiet.

The tranquility is a little scary.

At this time, he felt that he was standing on an extremely cold mountain. This mountain was extremely huge, and on the top of the peak, there was a vast and magnificent temple.

At the foot of this towering temple, Lin Yiran's spiritual consciousness felt extremely small.

"I am back?"

Lin Yiran was stunned.

He felt like he was crying without warning.

Hot tears flowed across his heart.

Everything in front of me is so familiar... yet strange.

This majestic and towering temple is the place where Lin Yiran stayed for an unknown age. Every day when the sun rises, he walks out of the temple, and every night when the moon hangs high, he returns from the Shura Field, day after day. Day by day, what has changed is his growing cultivation, what has not changed is...every time he returns here, there is always a warm figure waiting for him.

With long silver hair, elegant and elegant, the alluring figure is under the moonlight, like a silent drum and zither, and the rhythm is hidden in the brilliance, touching and soothing, the restless heartstrings in countless nights.That fiery red robe, like the most beautiful petals in the world, will never wither.

Every time she walked towards the temple ladder, she always came to her side at the first time.

"Is everything going well? My lord."

"Successful.——I have said it many times, I don't like you calling me your lord."

"But...as the same subordinate of Your Majesty, I don't want to be different from others, otherwise..."

"I just want everyone to know that you are different from them."

Two people, stand still.

Under the moonlight, the opposite shadow is long.

"My lord, according to the rules of the temple, the lord and the saint must not be together, otherwise the power of heaven will be offended, and my lord will be doomed soon. If I cause heavy karma for me, I'm afraid..."

"I am the law of the temple."

"Your Majesty, as long as you succeed in the robbery, you will break the curse of the temple, make meritorious deeds for all ages, live and die forever, and enter the path of God forever..."

"Without you, what is the merit of all ages?"

"If there is no you, what if the journey of God is long?"

"If there is no you, what if you are immortal?"

"If there is you... I will give up the power of all ages, give up the immortal body, and not enter the path of the gods, so what?"

"Your honor..."

"Like I said, I don't like you calling me Your Majesty."

"Lin Lang... thank you."

Under Juefeng, the clouds and mist were so vast that they couldn't hide the blood and sand all over the sky, and couldn't hide the corpses everywhere.

On the top of Juefeng, it was frosty and cold, unable to withstand the scorching heat of the two groups, hugging each other for warmth.

Long silver hair, red robe, and long black hair, purple robe, tightly intertwined, no matter in the nine days above, remnants of cloud billows, thunder rolls, the two of them... dare not separate half a point.

"No, it's me... thank you."

……

A drop of hot tears, dripping.

Lin Yiran stood blankly on the ladder of the temple. The scenes of the past seemed like a world away, but they were still clear.

Looking at it now, this once magnificent temple was empty, gloomy, deserted, not even a single crow looking for food.

After recovering, Lin Yiran looked at the throne in the depths of the temple. It was already covered with spider webs, the candle was extinguished forever, and there was no sound.

"why?"

Lin Yiran stared at everything that was right and wrong, and he felt unprecedentedly confused.

He walked step by step towards the divine throne that he had sat on countless times.

Walking... hobbled.

The further you go, the slower you go.

The more he walked, the more puzzled he became, the more he walked, the more confused he became.

In the end, the confusion gradually turned into an unprecedented emptiness, panic, and even despair.

why?
After you killed me, shouldn't you... sit on the throne of the temple?
You...why aren't you here?
What about the rest?

Why... are you gone?
Be it villains or good people, where are they all?
Why... can't anyone see it?

This sacred seat that is being fought for by countless people, this high and high sacred seat...why...no one is fighting for it?
Am I... in the wrong place?

Just when Lin Yiran's mood fluctuated, he faintly heard a voice.

"go back."

The voice is cold, ruthless, and resolute, like the most annoying law order of Jilin Yiran.

"Who?!"

Lin Yiran let out a low snort.

"go back."

It's still the same.

Lin Yiran forcibly reversed his spiritual consciousness, changed his perspective, and saw...

On the edge of the cliff at the top of the mountain peak, a huge black mysterious beast, like a coiled dragon sitting and lying down, whether its breath turned into frost, with a pair of dimly bright pupils like lanterns, stared at Lin Yiran firmly.

"……Who are you?"

Lin Yiran hesitated for a moment, and approached slowly.

"Stay away, you, don't belong here. Go back."

"you……"

Lin Yiran didn't listen to the monster's words, but as he got closer, he felt that the monster looked more and more familiar.

After a while, he suddenly froze.

"Little black?"

Hearing these words, the monster that was exhaling evenly suddenly stopped breathing for a short time, and the frosty aura dissipated.

but……

It was only a brief stop, and after a while, the monster breathed out frost evenly again.

"go back."

Still the same sentence, cold and ruthless.

But Lin Yiran couldn't calm down at this time, he accelerated his approach: "Xiao Hei...it's you! You still recognize me!...what happened to you...why...you became so huge? You are the ancestor It will take at least 900 years for the descendants of the dragon blood to grow to such a physique! But how long have I been away?"

Hearing Lin Yiran's words, the monster seemed to finally be unable to bear a certain emotion, and the even breathing rhythm became chaotic.

"I...can't say."

"You...you really are Xiao Hei!"

"I'm sorry, my lord... I can't say... 900 years, it's almost here... I've been waiting for 900 years... I can't... I'm sorry. My lord, I can't say..."

"What 900 years..."

Lin Yiran's heart trembled, he was about to ask again in a hurry, but suddenly he felt that his whole body was in chaos!
hum!
In an instant, the brilliance appeared again!
next moment……

Lin Yiran opened his eyes, dumbfounded...

I have come back.

Back in Donghai City's residence...in this small bedroom.

(End of this chapter)