I was born again after being scumbag

When the day of execution was approaching, Shi Zhiyuan personally sent his disciples to execute Yun Zhao.

When Yun Zhao was escorted to the execution platform, his whole body had gone from being sad and unacceptable at the beginning to calm now, but his body was still sweating uncontrollably.

The moment he knelt down, Yun Zhao even thought amusedly in his heart that he must be in a mess right now.

The disciples of Xuantianzong came and went, and everyone had pride or goals on their faces. He was once one of these disciples.

But now it seems like a lifetime away.

The sky was originally cloudless, but when Yun Zhao was brought out from the purgatory dungeon, the sky suddenly turned dark, and for some reason, it began to drizzle.

It was somewhat similar to the day when he first came to Xuantianzong.Yun Zhao secretly thought.

At that time, he was still young, and he had just suffered the pain of losing his mother. The perennial malnutrition made him much shorter than children of the same age. Want to start with him.

Yun Zhao naturally refused, but he was so small and weak, and when he was about to be taken away, it was Luo Yuanlan who suddenly appeared like a fairy, stood in front of him, and saved him from the hands of the bad guys down.

The immortal said that he was very talented in cultivation, and asked him if he would like to worship under his sect and go to Xuantianzong to practice with him.

Yun Zhao didn't know what "Xuantianzong" was, but he knew the important meaning of the word "cultivation" when he was young.

Everyone says that as long as one can cultivate, one can become a fairy.

A fairy like him?

The child secretly looked at the fairy-like person standing in front of him, thinking secretly in his heart.

If you become a fairy, you won't have no place to live, no steamed buns to eat, and be bullied by others, right?The child raised his head slightly, looking at Luo Yuanlan with light in his eyes, as if...seeing the hope of life.

In this way, Yun Zhao was brought into Xuantianzong.

When my mother was still alive, she once told him that the sufferings that people have to suffer are limited. Now Xiao Zhaoer suffers a little bit, and when she gets through it in the future, she will be able to live a happy life.

The little Yunzhao thought that he had probably survived until the happy days, but it was a pity that his mother could not.

Luo Yuanlan has so many things to do every day, so naturally he doesn't have time to take care of his little disciple.

Fortunately, although he is not valued by Luo Yuanlan, he is at least Luo Yuanlan's only disciple, and he can be considered relaxed and happy in Qiyang Palace practicing with all the disciples.

But the good times didn't last long, just when Yun Zhao thought that such a relaxed and happy life would never change, that strange book appeared.

Yun Zhao read that book over and over countless times. He saw his cruel behavior and his tragic ending.

Yun Zhao wondered in a daze, is the "Yun Zhao" in it really him?Except for the same life trajectory in the past few years, everything else is different.

He is not jealous, and he will not bully his fellow disciples, and he will not do such inhumane things to the helpless old people and children.

Then...will he still end up in a tragic end?

Yun Zhao didn't know, but soon, Luo Yuanlan brought back a young man and accepted him as his only second disciple, and this man's name was exactly the same as the name of the other protagonist written in the book.

Soon, when the things described in the book happened to him one by one, Yun Zhao knew—the things written in the book were true.

He has no bright future, no destination—even if he survives his whole life, he will not survive.

Because his life is doomed to be turbulent, and his life will never be peaceful.

He will eventually die under the sword of his master Luo Yuanlan and die in his old age.

A beautiful age like a flower, but unfortunately his life is as short as a flowering period.

He was not reconciled.

He doesn't want to die.

At the last moment when the sword was inserted into his chest, he remembered the words his mother said to him before she died:

"Our family, Xiao Zhao, is a good boy...Although it is a bit hard now, when Xiao Zhao grows up, he will be able to survive, and then Xiao Zhao will have his own family and live a happy life. "

At that time, my mother was seriously ill and lingered in bed, and she had been in bed for more than a month. They had no money to buy medicine, and the woman was already dying, but she still endured the pain and comforted him with a smile.

The sharp sword energy was wrapped in the blade, piercing his heart coldly.

Yun Zhao gritted his teeth and crushed the forbidden spell in his hand with the last faint aura.

Give him another chance, Yun Zhao prayed.

A chance for him to survive.

The moment Yun Zhao closed his eyes, the whole world instantly shattered into pieces as if collapsing.

As if some kind of inexplicable confinement had been opened, Luo Yuanlan, who was far away in the Qiyang Palace with his eyes closed and rested, opened his eyes with a "wow", and his eyes were clear.

In the next second, the world turned upside down.

Yun Zhao opened his eyes tremblingly, a kind of lightness of the rest of his life welling up in his heart.

However, after he saw the scene in front of him clearly, his whole body seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and his face turned pale instantly.

He closed his eyes with unbelievable force, and then slowly opened them—but the scene of the dilapidated village in front of him still remained unchanged.

"What's wrong with you?" came the worried voice from the people around.

Yun Zhao turned his head stiffly, and saw Lin Ruoyuan looking at him worriedly.

The expression on Lin Ruoyuan's face was obviously not very good, after all, no one would feel good seeing the cruel scene in front of them.

"There is demon energy here, it should be the work of the demon cultivator."

But just one sentence made Yun Zhao's face turn pale.

"Are you really okay?" Lin Ruoyuan asked worriedly.

But Yun Zhao was stunned, unable to say a word.

He did not die under Luo Yuanlan's sword, he escaped successfully.

But luckily, he returned to the moment when he and Lin Ruoyuan went down the mountain to practice.

Is this asking him to suffer again?

Or did the old man and the child not die, so God punished him to come back and kill people?

Lin Ruoyuan looked at Yun Zhao who was suddenly abnormal in doubt, and he saw that Yun Zhao's eyes were clearly full of grief that he couldn't understand.

Lin Ruoyuan hesitated and asked, "The people in this village...do you know?"

But Yun Zhaowan looked like he had never heard of it, with a face like gold paper, holding his sword like a demon, and looking for a certain place in the village.

Lin Ruoyuan couldn't help shouting.

"Where are you going? This place is dangerous, we can't run around!"

Until Lin Ruoyuan finally saw that Yun Zhao stopped in a collapsed corner.

Lin Ruoyuan saw that Yun Zhao's sword energy gently lifted the collapsed slab, and the covered corner was finally completely exposed in front of the two of them.

A little boy with gray marks on his face but round and bright eyes stood in front of them. With big wet eyes, he looked at them confusedly and vigilantly.

There are still people here!

Lin Ruoyuan was surprised and happy at the same time, and hurried up to save people, and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "How do you know there are people in here?!"

Yun Zhao just lowered his head, the hand holding the sword hilt trembled uncontrollably.

In the middle of nowhere, Yun Zhao seemed to hear a voice that seemed to be there, and said in his ear as if mocking:

"You can't escape."

"Who!" Yun Zhao raised his sword and exclaimed.

Lin Ruoyuan turned around in confusion: "Did you see that demon?"

Hearing that voice, Yun Zhao said in his ear again: "Are you looking for me?"

The voice seemed distant yet near, ethereal yet familiar.

Yun Zhao knew that he was the only one who heard the voice.

That voice seemed to be full of boundless pity, and said gradually, "Me? I'm you..."

—You can't escape.

--I?

- I am you...

Yun Zhao subconsciously took half a step back weakly, and almost fell to the ground before he could stand still.

This voice Yun Zhao is all too familiar with, it is his own voice.

A gratuitous instinct told him that he would be trapped here.

A small hand suddenly supported his waist from behind, as if afraid that he would fall, and asked him cautiously: "Brother good man, is everything okay?"

Yun Zhao saw the child's clear and trusting eyes, and the calmness buried deep under the iceberg.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-10-2123:22:12~2020-10-2320:57:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!