When Xiuxian mixed into online games

After a long time, Lin Ding came out of this hiding place and entered Fangshi.

This square city was built outside Quezi City, Lin Ding walked around, then left the square city and entered Quezi City.

Most of Quezi City are mortals, and Lin Ding didn't want to find Yunzi's Zhuangzi this time, he just walked through the streets and alleys.

Suddenly, Lin Ding heard a low sob, he stopped and followed the sound.

A woman about sixteen or seventeen years old cried and fell in front of a big house.In front of the tall Zhumen, the door was wide open, and several servant boys in green clothes stood there with cold faces.

The woman was dressed in plain white filial piety, holding a pitch-black earthen pot in her arms, and sat down on the ground, weeping mournfully.

Around her, surrounded by a circle of people.

Lin Ding raised his head, his gaze slid past the corners of the girl's red and swollen eyes, and landed on the earthen pot tightly protected by her arms.

Beside, those common people are still pointing.

"It's pitiful, not long after we got married, my husband suffered such misfortune, and this little lady doesn't know what to do in the future?"

"Who told this little lady to be born with such an appearance, but let the little overlord see it? No, the husband who has been betrothed since childhood has been tossed away..."

"Don't talk about it, even though the little overlord has gotten a lot of attention from the city lord? Sigh..."

"This little lady is going through all this trouble, I'm afraid she won't be able to do anything good..."

"Oh, she's been crying here for three days..."

Lin Ding listened to those gossips, closed his eyes slightly, and blocked all the miscellaneous voices, leaving only the little lady's infinitely mournful low sobs...

Lin Ding smashed it into pieces bit by bit, analyzing the various emotions it contained.

Grief, mourning, despair, determination, resentment...

At this time, a middle-aged man in middle-aged clothes walked out of the gate. When the man saw the little lady when he went out, he frowned. All the pity he had on the first day was gone, only boredom and impatience remained.

Seeing him coming out, a servant boy who was guarding the door came out, bowed halfway beside him, and smiled all over his face: "Third steward, that little lady is here again. It's the third day, you little ones should what to do?"

The housekeeper was also very impatient, frowning and glanced at the surrounding people.

Seeing the three stewards, those commoners immediately fell silent, and saw the steward's gaze was so cold and piercing, they quickly dispersed without caring about sympathizing with the poor man.

When those people dispersed, a Lin Ding appeared.But Lin Ding stood far away, and his clothes were really extraordinary. The three housekeepers couldn't figure out the truth, and didn't want to make too much trouble, so they gave up after taking a look at Lin Ding, and their eyes fell on the little lady.

This gaze was even more vicious than when he looked at those people just now, but the little lady just hugged the earthen pot and wept, as if she didn't notice it.

The third butler's eyes were even colder, his face was so dark that he approached the little lady step by step, and every step he took, the atmosphere in front of the door became more dignified.

The little lady seemed to have noticed it, she tightened her hands around the pitch-black crock pot, moved her ear tips, and slowly raised her head.

The coarse linen filial hat is wide, making the little lady's face look pitifully small.Her tender eyes are now red and swollen, but there are still clear drops of water welling up in the eye sockets and sliding down on the jade surface.

Even the third housekeeper, who was already extremely impatient with this little lady, couldn't help but be stunned, his stern face softened a bit.

He stood in front of the little lady, and just as he was about to say something, there was a series of hurried footsteps behind him, and someone shouted: "The little lady is here? Haha, wait for me, the young master is coming It's..."

Not long after, a well-dressed young man in his twenties rushed out from the door in a hurry. His footsteps were flimsy and his face was exaggerated. He looked like a playboy.

The little lady raised her head to see the young man, then slowly lowered her head, but the weeping sound was even more mournful.

Lin Ding closed his eyes, and devoted all his attention to the little lady's voice, sensing her momentary fluctuations in emotion.

The heart-wrenching pain, the heavy and distorted hatred, and the determination to burn everything...

Lin Ding sighed inwardly, he already knew the little lady's intentions, and sure enough, not long after, when the young dandy was about to hug the little lady into his arms, a "boom" sounded out of nowhere.

Lin Ding opened his eyes and looked again, the place where the little lady was sitting slumped, besides a large area of ​​scorched black, there were also torn limbs and remains of earthen jars...

What was contained in that earthen jar was not the ashes of the little lady's husband, but individual fire talismans.

From the very beginning, the little lady never expected to survive.

Lin Ding turned around, leaving all the noise behind him.

As soon as Lin Ding left, he walked out of Quezi City, and did not look for a place to rest.

He headed east all the way, entered the city when he encountered it, and left after wandering around the city.

Almost every time he stepped into a city, every time he walked around the city, and every event, Lin Ding could feel it.

There are all kinds of life, and the identities of all beings are different, but the encounters are always similar, and the feelings are also connected.

All sentient beings always have love due to conditions.But fate and love are nothing more than a few kinds.There is no fate without a share, there is a fate without a share, the fate is shallow and the love is deep, the fate is deep and the love is thin...

All kinds of love and hatred arise from this.

And what about Lin Ding himself?What about him and Lu San?

Lin Ding's eyes had turned into chaos at some point, and in that chaos, all kinds of emotions were entangled and intertwined, inseparable.But even so, Lin Ding still walked towards the east step by step.

Love, yes!What about fate?Deep or shallow?I don't know.

The chaos in Lin Ding's eyes gradually spread to his entire mind. In his mind, the memories of Tianyuan Realm and the real world collided with each other, fighting and entangled, and gradually became entangled, inseparable.

Family affection and love, this world and the next, falsehood and truth, are all mixed together, making it difficult to decide and choose.

But when everything was chaotic to the extreme, it began to breed a trace of clarity.

As soon as this trace of clarity came out, it seemed to be blown by the wind, and it fluttered and spread to the whole mind, making Lin Ding's mind clear immediately.

Immediately afterwards, pictures after pictures appeared in his mind, which were the deep-rooted memories of that day.

Lin Ding bent his lips and smiled unconsciously. He raised his head and looked up at the sky. The sky was high and far away, cloudless, quiet and deep.

"Since you can't let it go, hold it."

"Until I leave this world."

The distance between them is so far away that it is hopeless, so what?Compared with those who are separated by life and death, their distance is already very close.

As long as they can hold each other's hands tightly before the real parting comes, that's enough.As long as they can cherish each other and cherish this time together, that's enough.

enough!

His mind is firm, and all he has seen and heard during this period has been settled and turned into his accumulation, adding fuel to his breakthrough.

Lin Ding suddenly closed his eyes, "Soul Forging Song" sounded in his mind, the singing became louder and louder, and the verse with an inexplicable melody shook the soul.

In such a shock, Lin Ding's soul gradually became stronger, and his sanity became clearer.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Ding finally opened his eyes.

He let out a long breath, and wanted to see Lu San who had been away for a long time, and he was no longer willing to waste time on the road.

He took a step forward, and a green light suddenly shot out from under his feet. The light turned into a spiritual leaf, supporting him straight into the void, thousands of miles away.

But he had only walked for half a day when a sword light suddenly shot out from below, and finally stopped in front of him.

Lin Ding stopped suddenly, and turned to look at the sword light.

On the sword light, stood a six or seven-year-old boy, the boy was born with delicate features, and there was a wanton expression hidden between his eyebrows, watching him from a distance.

Seeing the young boy look away, he seemed a little disappointed, but he still bowed to him politely: "Tianhecheng Jiang Yucheng pays respects to senior."

Lin Ding pursed his lips, and just about to speak, he saw Gui Yunzi's communication jade talisman warm in his arms.

He took out the jade talisman from his pocket: "Master."

Gui Yunzi gave a "hmm", and then said: "I forgot to tell you that there will be a child named Jiang Yucheng coming to you, you," he paused, and then continued, "Look at it again." .If you think it’s okay, then take him with you, if you don’t like it, then forget it.”

"He wants to worship under Lu San's sect."

Hearing this, Lin Ding's eyes narrowed. He glanced at Jiang Yucheng, lowered his head and said to Gui Yunzi, "Master, I think it's better to go alone."

Hearing what he said, Gui Yunzi knew that Lin Ding was angry. He smiled and changed his sitting position: "It's up to you."

The conversation between Lin Ding and Gui Yunzi was not hidden from Jiang Yucheng. He stared at his round eyes angrily, and wanted to say something, but he followed the etiquette and didn't interrupt.

It wasn't until Lin Ding put away the jade talisman that he finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Senior, this junior wants to worship Lu Erdao Lord, it's not Lu San!"

Lin Ding glanced at him, ignoring his anger: "It's just right, you can leave."

After finishing speaking, he drew the magic formula in his hand, and the spirit leaf under his feet suddenly flew out, bypassing Jiang Yucheng and heading east.

Standing on the flying sword, Jiang Yucheng looked at Lin Dingyuan's back, his eyes became calm again, and the obvious anger just now was no longer found.

He even rolled his eyes and smiled loudly.

"Ha ha ha ha......"

When he finally laughed enough, he stood still and flew down to the ground with the sword light.

On the ground, a middle-aged monk at the Golden Core level was still standing there, looking at him helplessly: "Did you do it on purpose?"

"Ah." Jiang Yucheng nodded generously, looking at the anger and helplessness on his father's face, "He doesn't want to."

The middle-aged monk stretched out his hand, rubbed Jiang Yucheng's head, and sighed: "Forget it, twisted melons are not sweet, between master and apprentice, it still depends on fate."

"Let's go back."