The multiple lives of the actor

At first, Yan Sheng didn't mean to violate the plot.

He finds it very interesting to be able to start over and see the Three Thousand Worlds with different characters.

No matter what kind of purpose that "god" has in mind, he should thank him.

Yan Sheng complied with the plot.

Until in another world, after he became the youngest son of the famous Yan family, he felt the deepest pain in that world.

In that world, for the first time in his life, he had the most loving parents and the most caring elder brother.

They pamper him, love him, tolerate all his words and deeds, and wish to hold the treasures of the whole world in front of him, just to show off their faces and smile for him.

According to the script, he became that innocent and willful boy.

Enjoy all the care and love you deserve.

He didn't know the plot of the future at that time, if he knew, if he knew...

But there is no if.

In the early morning of that day, the sky was bright and there was snow like fluff.

His parents and elder brother said goodbye to him with a smile:

"Sheng'er, wait for Mother to come back and bring you the shark bead you've always wanted."

"I heard that cold city forging swords is a unique skill. Big Brother will bring you one!"

--do not go.

--do not leave Me.

——I don't want shark pearls, or peerless swords.

He couldn't say it, he could only smile indulgently like in the script: "It's not good, I don't want it."

He saw his parents and elder brother turn their horses and leave laughing.

He stood there, unable to move.Just looking, the wind and snow are all over the sky and I can't see it anymore.He was still standing there, there seemed to be tears in Mo Yu's eyes.

Since then, day and night have been difficult.

Until... the news of the death came:

"Young Master! Master, Madam, Eldest Master... was attacked on the way home... by a thief..." The aged housekeeper couldn't speak the last half of the sentence while weeping.

At that moment, the world was dead silent, and there was nothing left.

At one moment, the voices and appearances of his parents and elder brothers seemed to be all in his mind, but at another moment, there seemed to be nothing.

Ups and downs, thousands of changes, and finally nothing.

Yan Sheng only felt a sweetness in his throat, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

It was as if a scorching peach blossom suddenly appeared on the white snow, burning from the eyes to the heart so that one could not help curling up.

"Male, male god!" Yan Yu's voice was like tearing silk.

He lowered his eyes, looked at the gorgeous color lightly on his face, and said in a hoarse voice for a long time, "What is the purpose of that 'God'?"

It wasn't the first time he asked, but it was the first time he asked.

Yan Yu's voice was choked up, and she seemed speechless: "I didn't know his purpose at first, but now I know a little bit."

"Learning allows you to go through various planes, have thousands of lives, and become the most perfect person."

"Is...?" Yan Sheng smiled lightly, his pale thin lips were stained with bright blood.

The black eyes are like abyss.

He doesn't need to die, he can still learn to forbear and plan, and practice scheming.

After that, he changed his fate against the sky.

Later, in another world, he became the strongest immortal in the six realms.

So he tore apart the space and returned to rebirth his parents and elder brothers in this world.

He changed the world and completely erased his own existence.

In this life, I only hope that my parents and elder brothers are safe and sound, and I have nothing else to ask for.

All his strategies of forbearance and scheming are learned from defying God and reversing the plot.

A little tired, he wanted to get out of the plot.

It was also at this time that he met a person named Nancheng who was also a world wearer.

That person's eyebrows and eyes are exquisite and enchanting, and he always smiles: "Do you want to know why there are people who wear the world?"

He stared shallowly at Nancheng.

Nancheng's smile deepened: "Speaking of it, you will definitely find it ridiculous."

He said, "You know the emperor chooses concubines, right?"

Yan Sheng frowned: "What do you mean?"

Nancheng laughed loudly: "We are those concubines!"

"The 'god' selected ten transworlders, and let them go through various planes and become perfect people. Then he chose the most perfect person and became his servant."

……servant?

The wind stops and everything freezes.

Yan Sheng tried his best to control the immortal power that seemed to be raging.

Nancheng's laughter gradually died down: "It's ridiculous, isn't it? But it's the truth."

Losing control only for a moment, Yan Sheng said word by word: "I will not be his slave."

Nancheng sighed: "Who would want to?" His brows were stained with the gloomy night, which disappeared in a flash.Nancheng raised his eyebrows and smiled again: "There are two ways to be unwilling to become a slave."

"One, you're dead. Thoroughly, completely out of your wits."

"Second, you replace it and become a god."

Yan Sheng lowered his eyes and remained silent.

But he saw Nan Cheng, who was dressed in black like ink, flying over from the opposite cloud, his long penis floating in the air, like ink flowing wantonly.

"Yan Sheng, kill me."

Yan Sheng's fingers trembled slightly.

"The world wearer cannot commit suicide, the world wearer can only be killed by the world wearer, only in this way will the world not collapse."

"I'm tired of wandering for hundreds of years, I just want to settle down completely."

"Yan Sheng."

His voice was very low, with a great prayer.

"The dead don't suffer, the living suffer."

Yan Sheng closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, it was as clear as water: "Okay."

In the years that followed, he met those transworlders one by one: "I'm here...begging to die!"

"I'm tired."

"I just want to die."

"Now you are the only one left. If you want to live according to your own wishes, then be detached." The last person smiled peacefully before his soul disappeared: "I'm really sorry, and thank you very much."

Sorry to leave you alone.

Thank you for freeing us from this puddle of water.

Yan Sheng looked up at those souls that dissipated like stars, if this is your wish, then I am willing to make it come true for you.

Yan Yu felt sore in her heart, she was on the verge of tears.But on her face, she was full of terrified horror: "The god of the gods! You killed the uncle of the protagonist! Let's run quickly! It's too late!"

Yan Sheng's laughter was clear and bright, and when he stopped laughing, he heard him shout again: "What are you afraid of?"

Its voice is so clear that it seems to be able to pierce through heavy clouds.

What is there to be afraid of cooking with fire and oil, and thousands of lives and deaths?

It was the fearless devil in the script, but the script had long since disappeared.

He was born out of this void, alone from the beginning.

So boring...really...so boring...

So he left the valley and chose to go to a lively place with a flying attitude.

This is his innate ability, nothing to be concerned about, but what he can't think of is those...human beings.Should be called human beings, right?But it was like seeing something extremely incredible.

They called him "The Demon" at first.

Although he didn't understand what it meant, but he didn't like other people's expressions...

He frowned, waved his hand to attract wind and thunder, ten of the people around him disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the rest knelt at his feet, not daring to lift their heads, calling him in a trembling voice: "God."

god?

It sounds much better than a demon, so...he is a god.

God is high above and holds all living beings in his hands.

God cannot be questioned, and all living beings need to pray humbly.

Of course, he is enshrined by everyone.But it's still boring...really...boring.

He has seen many human beings, men and women, young and old, and each of them is not alone.

God suddenly understood: as long as there are people around him, he won't be bored.

But the people who accompany him must be the best, but people are never perfect, God frowned, so he selected ten amazing and brilliant people from all over the world.

Use half of the divine power to create three thousand worlds. You go there, experience them, and become the most perfect people who are worthy of being with God.

At that time, I will bestow upon the most perfect all that the world desires.

Among these ten people, what he looked forward to the most was a human named Yan Sheng.

His appearance and demeanor are peerless, and his learning ability is unparalleled in the world.

I'm looking forward to it, when you have experienced the three thousand worlds and integrated all the beauty into yourself, how amazing will it be?

Come to me quickly.

As he wished, the last person was Yan Sheng.He sits high on the cloud throne, looking at the young people who are slowly approaching like a god.

The young man wears a robe with wide sleeves, the color of the robe is the color of deceiving frost and snow, and every step is accompanied by the breeze and the bright moon.

God stretched out his hand, and said in a calm tone, "Come here."

The young man paused, just a pause, and continued to come slowly.

Only such talented people can accompany him.

Shenshen smiled with satisfaction, it was rare for him to get off the throne, and walked slowly towards Yan Sheng.

The closer he was to Yan Shengsheng, the better he felt, his crow-feather-colored eyelashes drooped, and the expression in Moyu's eyes was restrained.

The light-colored thin lips are slightly pursed, with a slight peach color.

Appreciate even God.

Yan Sheng got closer and closer to him until they stood face to face.God opened his mouth, but before he could speak, he felt a pain in his chest.

He looked down blankly: it was a white and slender hand like a jade carving, that hand seemed to be holding something, and was retreating slowly and gracefully.

"you……"

The young man looked up and down the gray heart in the palm of his hand, and smiled indifferently: "Is this the power of 'God'?"

"How did you know?Why?And... why do the powers of each of your planes still exist?The settings are obviously cleared and restarted.

God laughed a little ridiculously: the system that was created by him and lived by him actually betrayed him.

"Tsk, it's really dirty." The young man said so, and following the words, he squeezed his slender fingers hard, and the gray heart turned into dissipated dust.

"How can you?"

This is the power of God!How can you do this?

But he couldn't say it anymore, he was worse than ordinary people when he lost his strength.

Due to karma, the many evil spirits killed by him over the years have dragged him into endless suffering.

In an instant, thousands of lives and thousands of deaths, life and death have no door.