Blossoms and Boiled Rain [Time Traveling]

Luo Qingchen knew that this time he was really doomed.

But why he fell into the illusion again, he had no idea at all.

Or, it's just a dream.

"Maybe it's just a dream..." Luo Qingchen told himself repeatedly.

He looked around, it was pitch black, as if he was trapped in that illusion.No matter how he shouted, there was no response.

But no matter how he struggled, he couldn't escape this "dream".

"Flowers all over the city!" A voice suddenly sounded, it seemed to be whispering in the ear, but it seemed to come from far away, like moaning, like shouting.

"Flowers all over the city!" The voice echoed again and again, one after another, making Luo Qingchen irritated.

"Who is it?" Luo Qingchen asked.

The voice was a sneer at first, and then turned into bursts of manic laughter like weeping.

"Hahahahahahaha~~ Who am I?" There seemed to be a hint of helplessness in the voice, "Who am I?"

"Don't you know who you are?" Luo Qingchen asked again.

The voice fell silent.

Luo Qingchen seemed to hear an inexplicable feeling from this voice, and that feeling made his heart feel abnormally sour.

After a long time, Luo Qingchen said nonchalantly: "Do you know my master?"

"Your master?"

Luo Qingchen nodded, "My master...my master's name is Hua Ningmei."

Luo Qingchen smiled wryly, he sat on the ground, sighed long, and said quietly: "He is a very powerful person. That year, a vision appeared in the sky, and the master investigated many ways and found that It turned out that Ling Yun, the former head of Baiwei Mountain, took advantage of the guarding of the seal to loosen the seal of the Baiyao Wall. The master lobbied all the immortals in the world, asking them to discuss with the head and re-seal the Baiyao Wall. But the sect refused because of Ling's majesty. The master had no choice but to go to Baiwei Mountain alone..."

Luo Qingchen murmured softly, telling the story of Hua Ningmei to that voice.

This story was accidentally discovered by Die Lianhua and the others when they were looking for books in Langhuan Pavilion that day.

There is a story in the book.

Although, the story did not tell who the protagonist of the story was, but after Luo Qingchen's countless comparisons, he found that the protagonist was Hua Ningmei.

"Master discovered Ling Yun at this time, because he practiced sorcery and made himself as terrifying as a demon—he had already turned himself into an inhuman demon...they fought for seven days and seven nights, and finally, he finally defeated Ling Yun. It was sealed in the Hundred Demon Wall..." Luo Qingchen's voice was a bit stagnant, "But he... was seriously injured..."

Luo Qingchen kept talking to himself, regardless of whether the voice was listening to his story or not. "The current sect master of Baiwei Mountain has taken over the duties of the sect master. Although he healed the injury of the master, those who have been injured by the demon will always be at the mercy of the demon..."

"A demon?" The voice suddenly came out, and he asked, "Do you hate demons?"

"Do you hate?" Luo Qingchen smiled coldly, "I hate monsters? Hehe, what I hate is myself... I didn't understand Master's story, I didn't look into Master's eyes, just like that... ...and took Master's life just like that..."

"Then do you regret it?" the voice asked.

Luo Qingchen smiled coldly: "You say I regret it or not. I'm just a demon who deceives my master and destroys my ancestors, demons and disasters..."

"Then do you hate Hua Ningmei?" the voice asked again.

"I don't know, I hate and regret..." Luo Qingchen's voice was a little hoarse, he couldn't express his heart clearly.

Especially at this time, there is an invisible person talking to him.And he seemed to be able to feel something in this person's heart.

"What's your name?" Luo Qingchen asked.

"Menglan..."

"What a good name..." Luo Qingchen said with a smile, "Are you a demon?"

no answer.

It seems that Luo Qingchen guessed right.

"Did you make the ghost forest?" Luo Qingchen continued to ask.

The voice didn't answer either.

"I guess, you were forced. Did they threaten you with your family?"

For the evil of human nature, Luo Qingchen had already seen clearly in the previous life.If you want to take advantage of a person, you will definitely pinch that person's weakness and make him feel miserable.

"No, they didn't threaten me..." the voice answered again.

Luo Qingchen remained silent, he didn't understand why Menglan chose to be with those people.But Meng Lan said again in a deep voice: "I just want to save him...that's all..."

"Save who?"

Meng Lan stopped talking.

The sound disappeared.

Luo Qingchen fell into the darkness again.

He sat there curling himself up,

"You are not worthy to be Hua Ningmei's disciple." Another voice sounded.

This voice was strange but familiar, Luo Qingchen seemed to have heard it before.

"Yes, I'm not worthy!" Luo Qingchen pondered.

"They turned your master into what he is now, and they killed your disciple!" The voice continued, asking with a trace of anger and contempt, "Why are you still living here?"

"I..." Luo Qingchen couldn't answer him.

"They are all murderers who hurt Hua Ning's eyebrows..." The voice sounded hypnotically in Luo Qingchen's ears.

"They are all murderers who harmed Master..." Luo Qingchen said in a deep voice.

"You're going to kill them all..."

"I'm going to kill them all..."

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The ghost-masked man sneered and waved to Luo Qingchen.

Luo Qingchen was stunned, and took a step forward.

"Qingchen!" Leng Xiaohan grabbed Leng Xiaohan.

"Do you want to see a good show?" The ghost-masked man said with a sneer.

Luo Qingchen turned his head and looked at Leng Xiaohan blankly. "I'm sorry, brother, I... am a devil..."

As he spoke, he took out his pipa and played it clankly.

A gust of wind blew, and the flowers came with the wind, bringing Luo Qingchen into the air.

With a backhand hook, he used the Flower Flower Technique to enclose the people behind him in a circle.

No one would have thought that Luo Qingchen would actually use the "Blissland Soil" from the Bliss Palace!The magic sound fills the ears, like a ferocious beast, like a raging tide.

The magic sound technique of the Bliss Palace and the Hundred Flowers technique of the Fanhua Palace can be perfectly combined here by Luo Qingchen.

The magic sound hits the heart, and the flowers erode consciousness.

A group of people knelt on the ground and groaned while covering their ears, only those surrounded by Luo Qingchen were not harmed.

Luo Qingchen stared at the group of people under her feet, as if she despised a group of tiny ants.

Luo Qingchen sneered, completely lost her former appearance.

Empress Baihua's seductive makeup made the expression on his face even more icy cold.

At this time, Luo Qingchen's heart was also as cold as an abyss.

Luo Qingchen took off Suqiu from her waist and threw it into the air.

"I'll let you see what the real devil is, and what is the real hell on earth!" Luo Qingchen said while cutting his palm with the eyebrows on his waist, and then turned to the crowd. Direction flicked.

"Oh?" The ghost-masked man replied coldly.

"Qingchen!" Leng Xiaohan shouted.He knew what kind of terrifying spell Luo Qingchen was going to cast at this time.

Sure enough, Na Suqiu turned into several sharp blades and rolled up the flowers that followed the sound of the zither, and rushed towards the crowd of the immortal sects like rain.

Everyone held up their weapons and resisted Luo Qingchen's attack one after another.

"Sure enough, it's Hua Ningmei's disciple!" He waved his hand, and a ghost with turquoise flames suddenly appeared, swooping down from the air and flying in the direction of Luo Qingchen.

The moment the ghostly blue flame touched Luo Qingchen's blood drop, the small flame suddenly turned into a sea of ​​blue flames.

The numerous flowers melted into the vast ocean with green fire.

In an instant, there was a hellish wail.

People with high spiritual power resisted the sea of ​​flames with spells, while those with low spiritual power were instantly swallowed by the sea of ​​flames.

After several struggles, Leng Xiaohan finally broke through the restriction of the flower circle.Throwing the Centrifugal Sword, it flew up with a whiz and rushed towards Luo Qingchen, "Qingchen, don't do this! Qingchen!" He grabbed Luo Qingchen.

But Luo Qingchen was like a puppet on a string, completely uncontrollable.

There was no light in his dark and deep eyes, and no expression could be seen.

Yes, just grief, just despair, just sadness.

Leng Xiaohan held down Luo Qingchen's head, and pressed his lips on it forcefully.

Luo Qingchen struggled, as if rejecting Leng Xiaohan.

The sound of the zither stopped abruptly, and the pipa slipped from Luo Qingchen's hands, and with a bang, it fell to the ground and shattered.The fragments etched by the plum blossoms splashed all over the place, looking extremely dazzling.

At this time, everyone was rescued from the pain.

At this time, Luo Qingchen swayed, fell into Leng Xiaohan's arms, and passed out.

"The devil! He really is a devil!" Someone shouted loudly from below.

Leng Xiaohan hugged Luo Qingchen with one arm, carefully leaned him on his shoulder, slowly landed on the ground, and sneered, "Who caused him to become like this?"

"You kill innocent people indiscriminately, aren't you the devil?" Luo Fanche also shouted to the crowd from below.

The crowd was silent.

Since the death of Hua Ningmei, Luo Qingchen has never done anything to offend the world, and Fanhua Palace has never done anything to hurt the world.

Luo Qingchen remotely controls Tan Luo and Man Luo, manages the Flower Palace, and handles all external affairs carefully.

Even Luo Qingchen solved many difficult things and did immeasurable things for many people.

However, they turned a blind eye to these things and persisted, believing that Luo Qingchen was a devil.Even the Palace of Flowers...

Luo Fanche pointed to the Ghost Masked Man, "Could it be that he isn't the real devil!" Luo Fanche yelled loudly.

The ghost-masked man laughed coldly: "Hahahahaha~~ me? Of course, I am a devil, you don't know it!"

Leng Xiaohan suddenly turned his head and stared at the ghost-masked man, "You! What did you do to Qingchen!"

The ghost-masked man laughed loudly, "What did I do? Hahahahahahahaha!"

Everyone didn't seem to see the ghost-masked man, they all stood there motionless as if under an illusion.

The ghost-masked man disappeared into a puff of smoke, but appeared beside Luo Qingchen lightly, stroking his cheek lightly.

The ghost-masked man raised his head, with an inexplicable feeling in his eyes.

Leng Xiaohan acted like a ghost, just stood there, letting the wretched fingers of the ghost-masked man caress Luo Qingchen's face frivolously.

"Why don't you ask, what did you do to him?" Saying that, the ghost-faced man turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared without a trace.

"I...I'm sorry for you, Qingchen..." Leng Xiaohan murmured in Luo Qingchen's ear heavily.