Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Qin Hao admits that he has a solid state of mind now, but now he is in that 100,000 resentful souls, like falling into hell.

He was screaming, his body trembling faintly.

Every soldier of the resentful soul almost fell on him.

If every inch of flesh and blood is torn apart, the body is split, and the soul is broken.

After a hundred thousand killings, Jun Wu's double-faced color suddenly changed, and Qin Hao hissing in pain lingered in his ears, and his heart was dripping blood.

"Qin Xuan!"

As soon as Jun Wushuang spoke a word, suddenly, her words froze.

Qin Hao, but he only bears one out of ten million!

The pain Qin Xuan endured was tens of thousands of times that of Qin Hao.

She wanted Qin Xuan to stop, but...

There were tears in Jun Wushuang's eyes, and she seemed to understand what Qin Xuan meant.

If even one ten millionth of his pain is unbearable, Qin Hao, what qualifications does he have to mention the word sharing! ?

What qualifications does he have to compete with Qin Xuan, and what qualifications... to be like his father!

Xiao Wu couldn't bear it, but it was even more sad.

Her eyes suddenly sank, and she stepped into the one hundred thousand murders.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, he never stopped.

One hundred thousand murders are enough, they can all bear... Well, bear some pain, they know the difficulty of the road.

It's not that Qin Xuan is arrogant, he can't bear it, Jun Wushuang or Qin Hao.

What he has endured is the same.

He was the number one in the past, surpassing all living beings in the past. In this life, he has embarked on the road of comprehension on this basis.

Even if he was in his previous life, he is not as high as his starting point in this life.

If Qin Hao and others could stand shoulder to shoulder with him, this would be truly impossible.

Because of this, Qin Xuan hoped that Jun Wushuang and others would wait in the realm of cultivation.

Because... No matter how talented the heavens are in this life, those peerless arrogances are hard to compare to him, Qin Changqing!

He was already reborn and returned, and he was already above all beings.

In the old days, he used to speak on the Sacred Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons. In this era, he should be Qin Changqing.

Once, when he spoke in China, what if the world laughed at me wildly? After eternity, Qin Changqing was the only one who stood high.

The crazy words in the eyes of the world are nothing more than facts in Qin Changqing's eyes.

He has already surpassed all beings, he has already reached the top...and who can compare with him.

There has never been in the previous life, and there is no one in this life!

Qin Xuan sighed lightly, he looked at He Yun, looked at Jun Wushuang, Xiao Wu stepped into the one hundred thousand murders.

There was a painful grunt, which made him sigh faintly.

Wanting to be shoulder to shoulder with him, wanting to be the same, this is true arrogance.

Qin Xuan's eyes moved slightly, and he fell in the distance, Mo Qinglian, who dared not approach, was anxious.

This disaster was caused by her, and in her eyes, guilt, regret, pain...

Qin Xuan saw so many emotions that he shook his head slightly.

Feng Lei Xianyi shook behind Qin Xuan, crossing the void, and appeared beside Mo Qinglian.

Mo Qinglian's pupils constricted, and she vaguely stepped back, trying to avoid Qin Xuan.

Now, how dare she still have a hint of resentment.

That sword pierced the heart, has made her hate.

The remaining trillions of killings made her feel more painful than life, and even preferred to die in a disaster rather than live in regret.

The words of Jun Wushuang and others are even more utterly like a heart.

This is what Mo Qinglian wanted, she thought she was giving everything, but in the end, Qin Xuan suffered such pain.

Mo Qinglian didn't care about what Qin Xuan said in the past, but now she has become a proverb.

With one hundred thousand murders, Qin Hao didn't want to scream, and Jun Wushuang and others suffered even incomparable pain.

But the person who suffered thousands of times the pain was right in front of her, but his face was calm.

Quietly, Mo Qinglian's tears shed slowly.

She didn't even dare to look at Qin Xuan, or even look at Qin Xuan's robe.

Mo Qinglian!

You An Neng has the slightest qualifications to stand beside him Qin Xuan and in front of his Qing Emperor Qin Changqing.

You deserve it! ?

Mo Qinglian's heart felt as if dead still, all thoughts were ashamed.

She has nowhere to go, and now there is no way forward.

Life is better than death, nothing more!

Quietly, Qin Xuan spoke, his thin lips opened slightly, his voice calm.

"You, why don't you blame yourself!"

"The catastrophe arises because of you and me. If there is only one person, there will be no such catastrophe!"

Qin Xuan's gaze was indifferent, "In the past, I deduced 36,000 times. If I didn't find you, I would have expected this day."

"It would be nothing more than that if I were to speak of myself in four words!"

Mo Qinglian's body trembled slightly, and her blood and hair fell.

"I……"

"No need to argue, no need to explain!"

"The road ahead is still there!"

Qin Xuan's voice was soft, he slowly squatted down, raised his palm, and landed on Mo Qinglian's blood, gently rubbing it.

"I never blame you!"

The faint words made Mo Qinglian's body suddenly stiff, and immediately, her shoulders trembled.

Jun Wushuang blames her, Xiao Wu blames her, He Yun blames her...

Everyone is blaming her, and she should be to blame!

I shouldn't be so!

Mo Qinglian's heart roared like a sorrow, she was already a demon, and her hands were stained with the blood of trillions of creatures.

But he alone, he alone...

Never blame it!

Only him, Qin Xuan and Qin Changqing, never blamed you!

Mo Qinglian, what qualifications do you have!

You once resented him, hated you, abandoned you, avoided you, hurt you...

You once blamed him, you followed him into the realm of comprehension, you gave up your father, your mother, your teacher, your ancestor...

But you Mo Qinglian, how did you know him Qin Xuan, Qin Changqing!

You are so self-righteous!

Suddenly, Mo Qinglian burst into tears. She did not dare to touch Qin Xuan, but the palm of her head was like a hand covering the sky at the moment. With this hand, Mo Qinglian will cover her with one hand!

Qin Xuan sighed softly, and he held Mo Qinglian in his arms.

His eyes were stunned, he Qin Changqing, what right does he have to blame Mo Qinglian.

He was the one who chose the Mo family as the guide, and he was the one who made her Mo Qinglian accompany her.

Since it is love, what is right or wrong?

Qin Xuan smiled softly, resounding what was said by a person in the Jinling Villa after he had been meditating.

If love is a robbery, get over it!

No matter what the situation is, An Neng buried him Qin Changqing! ?

He never avoided this situation, but thought that Mo Qinglian and Tu Xian were too similar.

Tuxian died for him in the previous life, but in this life, he can bear the beauty.

"Everything is impermanent, who can divide right and wrong, good and evil, but you and I are in different locations, and you see different scenes!"

"Mo Qinglian, I have never avoided you, and I have never avoided myself!"

"My difficulty is approaching..."

Qin Xuan held up Mo Qinglian's howling and crying, looking like a child's cheek, with a cold face, but at this moment, he was sobbing like a child.

At the corner of Qin Xuan's eyes, a wrinkle appeared, as if he were old.

"Come with me, like China in the past, with me around Qin Changqing."

Qin Xuan murmured softly. He looked at Mo Qinglian's red eyes from crying, and gently stroked the **** hair.

"You, would you like it!?"

Qin Xuan smiled and looked at Mo Qinglian. At this moment, time and space seemed stagnant.

The two pairs of blood pupils are looking at each other, Rudao is a bit affectionate in this world!