I really am not a freeloader!

On one hand, I was nurturing the remaining soul of my master.

Once again...watching them kill each other."

Xinran said with a gloomy look:

“Companions who used to be able to eat at the same table.

The next moment, they suddenly broke out into a quarrel, just because of that fertile field.

The demons who once lived together with humans gradually began to despise their companions who had coexisted with them for so many years. "

“Finally, a violent conflict broke out between the tribes, which then turned into a major war.

All this happened in just a few thousand years.”

How could he hold on for so long?!

Zhao Qian was somewhat incredulous.

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“Judging from your expression, you must be confused as to why it has been able to last for a thousand years.

This is because a thousand years later, the last remnant of the empress also disappeared from this world.

They transformed into the purest souls, nurturing their own spiritual consciousness, waiting for the people in heaven to attack again and fight again. "

"I like them a lot because they're different from the guys out there."

"Hey! Is the empress still alive?" An Xinran exclaimed in surprise: "Isn't it just a remnant of her soul that's left? Did you, Sister Jianling, restore her?"

Since you are waiting for the call from the empress, could it be?

Xinran looked at her and just shook his head slightly.

"The remnant of soul that I brought back is only one, which is completely incapable of restoring the entire soul of a person who has already transcended."

"That……"

Zhao Qian pulled An Xinran's hand.

"I lied to them."

Xinran said.

"Eh?!"

An Xinran widened her eyes.

“I’m not well versed in human emotions, but this is the only way to keep these lovely people alive.

People's malice had already reached them at that time.

Because they have followed the empress in battle for many years.

Those malicious people want them to stand in their camp so that they can have a legitimate reason.

Some people have even begun to persecute them in order to gain their support.”

“But they have never thought about the twists and turns of these forces. All they want is to follow the Empress and contribute to this world and this race.

So I lied to them, I lied to them, the Empress' soul could be restored.

They can continue to live.”

"Zhao Qian..." An Xinran pulled Zhao Qian's hand with some reluctance.

She hated hearing stories about heroes in their twilight years the most.

It was so prosperous before, how come it became like this in the end?

Zhao Qian shook his head. Having lived through the era of information explosion, he naturally knew that people are inherently complex.

There is the first Human Emperor who can carve out a niche for this world.

It is possible to sacrifice oneself and rush directly into the opposite field, frightening the opponent and making them voluntarily cut off their connection with this world.

Of course, there are also those thieves and thieves.

"Boy, I apologize to you for what happened before."

Xinran looked at him, with an apologetic tone: "I thought you were this kind of person, but I didn't expect you to make such a choice for An Xinran."

The inner demon swore a great oath and was struck by divine thunder.

For most people, the most punishment would be the loss of all their cultivation, but she didn't expect Zhao Qian to be so cruel to her.

Xinran’s confirmation would have a huge impact on Zhao Qian’s promotion.

A bitter smile appeared on Zhao Qian's lips.

Can you please let me go back to sleep? I don't want to be involved in such a big thing.

“After that, I didn’t have a particularly good impression of humans.

Even after coming to this world, this impression has not changed at all.

After meeting you, I am sure that there are still good people in this world.

So I'm really sorry for looking down on you before."

"There's one more thing, one more thing!" An Xinran reminded, "What about the technique?!"

Xinran nodded. She would never forget this. "Also, I passed on the technique you practiced to a junior without your permission. I am very sorry."

"It's just a small problem. The purpose of creating a technique is for people to practice it. If someone can improve their health because of my technique, that would be good too."

Zhao Qian looked at An Xinran, she was also one of the beneficiaries.

An Xinran finally breathed a sigh of relief. She had always felt a little blocked in her heart until this problem was resolved, but now it was resolved.

But after relaxing, she wanted to pursue the unfinished story.

"Then, could it be that the remaining spirit of the empress is still in Sister Jianling?"

An Xinran was a little excited. Just thinking about being able to meet this ancient and modern hero made her excited.

Xinran shook her head and looked at An Xinran.

"Look, what are you looking at me for?"

A bad premonition flashed through An Xinran's mind.

“At that time, that remnant of soul disappeared when I went to confirm the seal, and I searched for her all over the continent.

And finally, I saw it here.”

An Xinran looked worried.

Xinran looked at her calmly.

"An Xinran, you are the reincarnation of that remnant soul."

ps: No, when I woke up in the morning, I saw that I was labeled as having hemorrhoids.

You guys can just scold me, I can only endure it silently without saying a word.

I’m afraid you’ll stick your nose out harder.

But who made this?

Chapter 68: Zhao Qian, you don’t want Ji Huanglian to know... (two in one)

"I... I am the reincarnation of the empress known as Mo Yan?"

An Xinran said with some disbelief.

The joy only lasts for a moment, but what follows is a lack of self-confidence.

For someone like me who has been suffering from illness for more than 20 years and has only just begun to practice cultivation...

"Our faces are the proof."

"But aren't all spiritual treasures the same as their masters?"

An Xinran said to Xinran.

She had always thought that it was because she and Xinran signed a contract that the two became so similar.

"So, how could I be the kind of empress who suppresses the nine heavens, the kind of empress who kills her way into the world where the celestial beings live?"

An Xinran shook her head. She didn't believe that she, who was already in her prime but whose cultivation level was only at the sixth level of Qi training, could become the empress.

If she is the reincarnation of that empress, then her cultivation level would be a disgrace to the empress's reputation.

"Can……"

Xinran was still thinking about speaking.

"stop!"

Zhao Qian stood up and interrupted their conversation.

Xinran closed his mouth and looked at Zhao Qian silently, waiting for his words.

Those who are greatly inspired by his change will naturally respect him.

"An Xinran."

An Xinran raised her head, her eyes full of insecurity about herself.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Qian couldn't help but feel a little pity.

After he had confirmed that it was basically impossible for him to be together, he had always treated him as his sister.

But An Xinran's recent offensive made him rethink the girl in front of him.

The girl has always been full of energy and hope, otherwise she would not have been fighting against her strange disease until now.

But at this moment his eyes were full of confusion and lack of confidence in himself.

This is what Zhao Qian doesn't want to see.

"An Xinran."

Zhao Qian called her name softly.

"Zhao Qian... I, that's not the case. After all, I'm so useless, how can I fight in the world of heavenly beings?"

“An Xinran, your lack of confidence in yourself does indeed mean that you have high demands on yourself.

You are using the past achievements of the Empress of the End of Flame to bind yourself to the events she once did."

Zhao Qian gently stroked the girl's head: "You don't have to do this. You just need to treat it as a legend, a story."

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! !

The girl and Xinran's eyes were filled with surprise.

According to the past, shouldn't Zhao Qian be motivating himself at this moment? Why did he say such a thing?

But in fact, what Zhao Qian hates most is this so-called fatalism.

You should do what you should do after reincarnation. You are reincarnated, you are him, and you should do what he has not completed.

It would be easy to explain all this if An Xinran still had the memory, but it was obvious that she didn't have it now.

She is a pure white sheet of paper, an independent personality, and she has her own life!

"An Xinran, listen to me. You have your own family, a father who is obsessed with his daughter, and a mother who has a sharp tongue but a kind heart.

You have all these, so there is no need to make yourself so exhausted just because of a so-called legend."

Then Zhao Qian looked at Xin Ran who was floating silently in the same place at the moment: "Although I really don't want to hit you, I must say it today.

An Xinran has to choose her own path, there is no need for her to embark on the so-called road to salvation.

Rather, if the so-called salvation depends on the decision of only one person, then I think it would be better for the world to be destroyed.

Times make heroes, and heroes also influence times. Even if the empress didn't stand up, there would be others who would have stood up."

Xinran opened his mouth but said nothing.

She looked at the man in front of her, a man who couldn't even last half a move in her hands.

But at this moment he was standing in front of him.