Zha Gong's evolutionary path

In an instant, Lin Gongru's heart was filled with joyful emotions. The severe pain caused by the severed meridians all over his body was not worth mentioning, and his heart was full of elation that he hadn't felt for a long time.

He thought viciously, after arranging a game for so long, all the tricks were exhausted, but it was ruined at the last moment of consummation, how do you feel, Ying Moyan?

Is it just like how I hate you, wanting to crush me to ashes?

If possible, he is willing to use all the opportunities of reincarnation in exchange for seeing the expression on Ying Moyan's face at the moment.

It must be wonderful.

It's a pity that he made up his mind quickly this time, and his action was as fast as lightning; because he knew that Ying Moyan was not far away, and he couldn't give him any chance to turn around, he mobilized his whole body of true energy, and almost in the blink of an eye, his whole body was blown away. All meridians are destroyed.This kind of self-seeking method does not leave any room for death. Even if Hua Tuo is reborn, it will be difficult to recover.

So he didn't get to see Ying Moyan's final expression as he wished.

Lin Gongru only heard a soft and soft scream, as if floating from a very far away place, he tried hard to recognize Luo Huang's voice, then lost all consciousness, and sank into the bottomless darkness .

"Hey, you precious apprentice, you have advised him to stand by and not mess around, why is he still going his own way?"

Extremely far from the ground, in a dark shadow that looked like clouds and mist, there were two conversational voices faintly, one of them sighed and shook his head, with a look of hating iron for nothing.

The other voice snorted coldly, but it was very protective, and said coldly: "Why blame him? Lin Gongru's own bad temper, he will never turn back, he can't figure out how to kill himself, even the emperor can't stop him, little Mo'er has three heads and six arms can Prevent?"

"Hey, don't make such sarcastic remarks. What should we do now that something big has happened?" The first voice seemed anxious, "The signboard that the little old man has never missed in marriage for thousands of years has already been smashed on them once. , This must never be smashed a second time! The surname Yan, for the sake of your immortal friends for many years, you can't just leave him dead."

"What can I do?" The second voice became more angry, "It's not me who is in charge of the underworld now."

"You must have some treasures at the bottom of the box, such as the thing you trapped Xiao Mo'er during Lin Gongru's execution—"

He hummed heavily, but did not deny it.

The first voice was overjoyed, and immediately urged him: "I know that you are hard-spoken and soft-hearted, hurry up, before the primordial spirit is completely dispersed, gather it together..."

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In the deep twilight, the accident happened so fast that no one had time to react.

The man's body fell to the ground, obviously it happened in the blink of an eye, but in the eyes of Ying Moyan and Luo Huang, it was like an elongated picture that kept slowing down, so slow that every frame was frightening, and every frame was helpless save.

Luo Huang rushed to Lin Gongru's side, she couldn't explain where the frenzy and anxiety came from, when she reached out to touch his breath, both hands trembled.

He was so trembling that he probed several times in succession, but he couldn't detect the man's breath, so he had to get closer, leaning on him, and kissed his lips awkwardly, trying to suck some heat from those cold lips.

"No... I don't want you to die for me..." He said vaguely, incoherently, and then went to unbutton his shirt, trying to rub his chest.

Lin Gongru's body was as cold as ice, and a newly deceased person would not lose temperature in such a short period of time to be as cold as a piece of marble.Luo Huang pushed and rubbed, desperately trying to breathe for him, but she couldn't slow down his pulse at all. Luo Huang went to probe his neck, but there was no sound.

In the hazy night, Lin Gongru closed his eyes, his expression was still half a smile, as if he had finally accomplished something he was proud of.

Ying Moyan half-kneeled beside Lin Gongru, Luo Huang raised his head and found that the Lord of the Underworld was also trembling, the two of them knelt beside the man like reflections, and what they saw in each other's eyes was bewilderment and despair.

Luo Huang didn't know, if the soul body, which was originally a dead soul, was reborn with the help of the power of the Yin realm, if it died again in the Yang world, where would its primordial spirit go?Where can I go?

He opened his mouth and talked for a long time before he heard himself successfully squeezed out a few words: "He...you know where he...will go?"

He won't lose his primordial spirit, right?

He can go on and be his new dead, can't he?

Ying Moyan's headache was about to split, and countless fragmented voices echoed in his mind, clamoring that he died again, in front of you, he died again.

The pain and despair not only came from the lifeless Lin Gongru in front of him, but also from some unbearable memories that were sealed in the deepest part of his mind. In those pictures, Lin Gongru was also lying in front of him unconsciously, He vaguely remembered that at that time, together with the dizzy headache, there was also a sharp pain churning in his stomach like a sharp blade...

Ying Moyan subconsciously stroked her lower abdomen, her face pale.

The impact of the primordial spirit caused by the forceful possession just now, and the continuous overlapping and overlapping memories at this time, he almost couldn't kneel beside Lin Gongru, and his body slowly slid down.

In a trance, he seemed to hear Luo Huang asking, asking him what's wrong over and over again.

He tried hard to reply him, but when the words reached his lips, they all turned into low moans, his eyes became heavier and heavier, and there seemed to be several flames burning in his body at the same time.

He wanted to grab Lin Gongru's wrist, but found that his outstretched hand gradually became as thin as smoke and dust, uncertain whether it was real or not, as if it was about to melt into the night.As the Lord Yan of the region, it is difficult for him to stabilize his soul in this world where night falls? !

Those pictures that suddenly hit my mind are actually not very clear. There seems to be a vague barrier between him and the long past. If you can't get around that barrier, you can't get a glimpse of the whole picture; Touching the corner of that large piece of floating light and feeling, it was enough to make him breathless...

Luo Huang, who was staring at him, could see his anomaly, and the Taoist priest's expression was also pale.

He can't touch Ying Moyan, but his eyes that can see through yin and yang can keenly detect that Ying Moyan's soul is in unexplained turmoil. He sees a precarious candlelight, bright and dark, and may be extinguished at any time.

Luo Huang was terrified, if Ying Moyan could not protect herself and just disappeared here, would Lin Gongru be saved?

With his special physique of stepping on the Yin and Yang realms, will suicide cause the separation of the primordial spirit?

——He...he is his last love, what will be the end of Lin Gongru's failure?

He was in a daze, and he hadn't figured it out thoroughly, and the vision suddenly appeared in front of him.

I saw Lin Gongru lying flat on the ground on both sides of his body, suddenly more and more vine-like smoke came out, rolling towards the man in waves, wrapping him from head to toe in a cloud of grass green mist .

This mist seemed to have the function of melting the body, gradually engulfing the man from the toes up, and within a short while, it engulfed most of him on the spot.

Ying Moyan caught a glimpse of this strange phenomenon while being dazed, her breath suddenly became rapid, and Luo Huang heard him let out a small scream from his throat.

He tried in vain to catch Lin Gongru in the smoke, when the blood-red lotus imprint on his forehead suddenly burst into red light, like a scorching flame bursting out, emitting a terrifying blood color uninterruptedly.

However, the red light only slightly slowed down the speed at which the smoke engulfed the man. After only a momentary hesitation, the smoke climbed up Lin Gongru's body again. Resisting tenaciously, he forcibly swallowed up Lin Gongru's whole body.

That person seemed to have disappeared from this world, leaving nothing behind.

Ying Moyan suddenly lowered her head, like a swan with its neck broken, and tremblingly grasped her palm, a tiny stream of blood slipped down from her white wrist.

don't want……

He murmured and moved his lips, unable to make a sound, just repeated in a low voice, don't...

Please, don't leave me like this...

Ying Moyan's figure was also gradually fading away. There seemed to be an invisible thread connecting him with Lin Gongru, and he was pulled by Lin Gongru to fall into the unknown netherworld.But the Lord of the Underworld seemed to have no self-consciousness of resistance. He hung his head, his shoulders slumped, and remained motionless.

Luo Huang's eyes froze from Lin Gongru, who had disappeared, to Ying Moyan, who was gradually losing sight of his outline in the night. The fierce struggle in his heart was unprecedented.Survival, death, Ah Liang's injury, the sunrise that will never be seen again, perfect Ying Moyan or preserve herself...

However, after a long time of overturning and confronting those intense emotions, what settled down turned into Lin Gongru's appearance.

The way he tilted his head and smiled in front of the old moon statue, the way he hugged him while walking in the snow, the way he reluctantly raised his eyebrows and mocked him under the scarlet iron, the way he said "I like you" to him, and the way he was licked by the lake The appearance of the wound, and the lingering appearance of rubbing hands with him in the carriage.

He defended him against the baby ghost's attack, and followed him to Yizhuang knowingly that he had ulterior motives, and stayed by his side all the time. Because he didn't want to die, he took his own life first.

In fact, Lin Gongru is not so frightening, what really makes people irresistible is this predestined fate, isn't it?

Even if he escaped today and watched Lin Gongru's soul dissipate and Ying Moyan returned to the underworld; after another ten, 20, or 30 years of living, he still couldn't get away from the road of being one with Ying Moyan's soul.

And by that time, Ying Moyan, who has not returned to Qi Qing and is incompetent, might not even be able to find Lin Gongru's soul fragments.

Luo Huang suddenly shivered.

Ying Moyan's figure was about to melt away.

Luo Huang cast his eyes on A Liang who was lying crookedly outside the door. He was very conscious at this moment, and he could see A Liang's situation clearly at the moment without any effort.

After resting, this childhood friend seemed to have regained most of his physical strength. Although he was still lying on the ground and could not move, his mind had slowed down, and his eyes brightened.As long as he finds a good doctor, he should be able to heal his injury within a few days.

Luo Huang thought for a long time, A Liang has rough skin and thick flesh since he was a child, so it doesn't matter to him.

Apart from Ah Liang, it seemed that he had nothing else to worry about.

As he approached Ying Moyan, the heat on Luo Huang's body seemed to be attracted by Ying Moyan's gradually fading figure, drifting away at a speed within sight, and the blood on the Taoist priest's face also seemed to start to shift at the same time. Moved to Ying Moyan little by little.

In Ying Moyan's drowsy consciousness, she suddenly felt the warmth of the skin touching her surroundings, but Luo Huang probably couldn't touch him...

"I actually don't want to die... I really don't want to die." He heard Luo Huang leaning over, the two figures intertwined, and the person whose body became so thin turned into Luo Huang, he let out a long sigh.

"But I don't even want Lin Gongru to die...Ye Mingjue, Xin Wu, and Changsun Yu are kept in the dark, but if time goes back, they will still choose to meet him." He smiled wryly, All the strength seemed to be pulled towards Ying Moyan, and his consciousness began to be intermittent, "The seven of us are originally one. Since we have our own creations, we have gained this opportunity to be human. When we return at the end It’s not that you shouldn’t be greedy anymore.”

Ying Moyan's soul body gradually showed signs of stabilization, and the Lingtai, which was still dazed just now, slowly recovered its clarity.He was about to say something, but his eyes fell on Luo Huang's cut wrist, and the gurgling blood had already covered the ground under the Taoist priest at some point.

"...you...don't regret it?" he murmured.

Luo Huang suddenly leaned close to his ear, showing a big smile, "A little bit, so I want you to promise me a condition. Although this life will be yours sooner or later, it can be regarded as the exchange for me to give up early..."

Ying Moyan looked at him, and as Luo Huang's figure was almost invisible, his strength and sanity also recovered more quickly, the barrier that had always been surrounded by clouds and mists in his mind before was gradually broken. Sneaky trends.

"Since you are me and I am you, then, as the king of the region, the judgments I make are just and cannot be changed—" Luo Huang smiled deeper, as if he had seized the last chance, and finally made a morning sentence. What I wanted to do, I said triumphantly, "I want that girl Xiaorong to be reincarnated as a man in the next life, and enter the house of Zhongming Dingshi; the grandson of the shopkeeper who has no chance to meet, will be reincarnated into a place where parents are always close by A happy family; a child killed by his elder brother will have a long life in the next life, and his descendants will be around his knees."

His voice gradually faded away, only the last words could be heard lingering in his ears, which lingered for a long time.

"—Slightly change the numbers of these people's lives. If it doesn't bother you, it's the price I pay for not going to the tongue-pulling hell."

Ying Moyan knelt at the same place in a daze, his figure suddenly appeared in the night, and A Liang who was screaming Luo Huang's name outside the door in panic also took a real look.

"Who are you... Where is Luo Huang... where is the magic stick?!"

The young man watched everything that happened here, regardless of the serious injury, he was about to crawl inside with both hands and feet.He climbed halfway, unable to continue, only scratched the soil on the ground, and screamed loudly: "Luo Shen stick???"

This strange man in a black cloak with a trance-like expression suddenly staggered up, and his figure drifted to his side, and his body was suspended with a slight lift of his fingers.

"I'll take you to the nearest hospital." The man who suddenly emerged from the night, with a strange yet familiar tenderness in his brows, lowered his head and said to the terrified A Liang, "You will get better."

He remembered that the moment Luo Huang's figure was completely submerged in his body, the barrier and the boulder that had been stagnant in Ying Moyan's heart for a long time burst open.

Everything that happened between him and Lin Gongru, and all the entanglements between him and Lin Gongru in the past seven generations, are like paintings painted with the best paint, every detail is clearly visible, and there is no omission.

He remembered everything.

(The seventh story: fear of FIN)