Reincarnated wives please stop pestering me

He pinched the Ripper's neck from behind, and without much effort, his fist pierced directly through the opponent's back.

Break a big hole.

The man couldn't say a word, but when he finally fell to the ground, the smile on his face still looked so sick.

Xia Chen still didn't understand the meaning of all this, until when he flipped the pocket of his coat, a familiar stone fell out from it.

Xia Chen felt something.

This stone looked familiar. When he picked it up and flipped it over and over again, he saw a strange character engraved on it.

this is. ...the corner of the slate....

Xia Chen frowned, could it be that the meaning of this environment was to tell himself that even the famous Ripper became so cruel because he had a part of the slate, and it was hard to be beaten?

people capture?

There seems to be some plausible part.

But in the picture just now, I didn't see any abilities of a supernatural being displayed by Mr. Ripper.

It just looks perverted and evil.

Just when Xia Chen was a little puzzled, a ray of light suddenly shone from the stone in his hand.

The moment Xia Chen raised his head subconsciously, the surrounding scene changed.

It is no longer the industrialized foggy city.

And turned into a majestic and majestic palace.

It's just that in this familiar hall, few people can be seen.

There was only one man dressed in fine clothes and a crown, who looked very solemn, sitting on the highest chair.

And underneath him was an old man dressed in commoner clothes with fluttering white hair, who looked a bit immortal.

When seeing this scene, Xia Chen suddenly remembered.

Isn't this the scene I often dream about?

Although I can't remember the details, the familiar feeling and the blurred face of the old man reminded Xia Chen that this was the scene he often dreamed about.

What does it mean?Reminiscing about the past when the time is right?

Xia Chen is not in such a mood at all now...

But the conversation ahead has already begun.

Xia Chen clearly heard that majestic man sitting on the throne, speaking arrogantly.

"I heard that you have the magic of immortality, but is it true?"

The old man below raised his head, his eyes bright.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Xia Chen felt that the old man was not looking at the man on the throne, but at himself who shouldn't be noticed in this scene.

Memory seems to be blurred.

Xia Chen suddenly felt.

In the dream, I seemed to have seen such a scene, and the old man's gaze at that time, the first thing he looked at was indeed not himself on the throne.

But at the time when there was no one in sight, but now I am standing in a good place...

37 It's like seeing you for the first time (End)

"Your Majesty, don't dare to lie. The law of longevity does exist. But it is best applied to people like this old man who travels all over the world without any worries. Your Majesty still has meritorious deeds. Jiangshan and his ministers... why do you need to grow long?"

pregnancy?"

The old man, who was dressed in coarse cloth and looked like a fairy, finished his sentence.

The majestic man on the stage narrowed his eyes.

"If there is no longevity, how can the achievements be passed on forever?"

The old man in the audience laughed.

"If you want to live forever, Your Majesty will have to give up the beauty in front of you, and even pay a higher price. Even this is okay?"

"Hehe, you can prove to me whether you can really live forever first?"

after this sentence.

Xia Chen, who was standing there, and the majestic man on the throne watched the old man disappear in the hall.

Xia Chen's expression didn't change much, but the expression of the man on the throne was extremely shocked.

The scene changed again in the blink of an eye, and Xia Chen once again appeared in front of him.

It is a magnificent battlefield.

Blood flowed like a river, and the blood flowed like a pestle.

The sound of fighting and shouting.

Xia Chen didn't know where to stand, overlooking the entire battlefield.

It seems to use this picture to tell myself that this is a big battle.

Then the screen turned again, and this time, it was a man lying on the bed. Although the majesty was still there, he was even more sickly.

And the old man was standing by the window, looking at the man with compassion in his eyes.

said the man.

"Now... my time is numbered."

The old man nodded in front of the window.

"My lord, the old man has already said that if you practice this method, the sin is at the moment, and the merits will be worthless. The cycle of fortune-telling is just the beginning."

The man nodded with a blank expression.

"It's just that I'm sorry for her."

The old man shook his head and looked at the sky.

"Karma is fixed, and what should be repaid must be repaid."

Xia Chen watched the man leave the palace that day.

Went to a hill.

On that hill, full of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance.

And in the depths of the sweet-scented osmanthus forest, stands a lonely grave.

Without the so-called crown, the pale man is like a withered yellow leaf, which will wither at any time.

He sat in front of the solitary tomb, gently stretched out his hand to caress the stone tablet of the solitary tomb, his eyes were far-reaching.

"He said that what I owed will be paid back one day. You know, after you left me, I no longer felt the meaning of longevity. It's just that I have embarked on this road, and there is no way to turn back. The next life... the next life

You hurt me more. "

Time goes round and round.

The pictures in front of me skipped one scene after another, just like a slide show, one frame disappears, and the next frame appears.

Xia Chen stood in different places, even at different times, watching everything that happened in front of him with cold eyes.

The familiar scene in those dreams.

"My lord, this is the last time I called you my lord. If I had known the ending of the encounter like this, I would rather never get my lord's curtain."

"Brother... don't let us be brothers and sisters in the next life. If we are a pair of enemies, or a pair of bitter couples, it will be better than this ending, right?"

"Liang Xingyun has so many seductive women who make you linger, but for a lady like me, you are abandoned like a shoe, how can you bear it? Even if you die in a foreign country, I will dig the ground on your grave

Three feet..."

Many words, many faces, familiar or unfamiliar.

I have seen it in my dream, or I don’t know if I have dreamed it or not.

Until the end, Xia Chen stood on top of the ruins everywhere.

The scene was very chaotic, with dilapidated palaces, high-rise buildings overgrown with mountain-climbing captives, discarded swords, guns, swords and halberds, and scattered armor stained with blood and rust.

There are one after another, lonely graves.

Xia Chen stood there, looking at her feet, devastated.

"Now, what have you lost and what have you gained?"

Suddenly, distant words sounded from the horizon.

Xia Chen looked at the sky, but saw the old man whom he had seen countless times today coming from afar, and arrived suddenly.

It landed about ten steps away from him.

He didn't hold anything in his hands, only a long robe, which perfectly interpreted what is called a breeze with two sleeves.

The wrinkles on the face, and the pair of eyes that look energetic even though they are densely covered with crow's feet.

It seems to be questioning the young man who seems to have no fluctuations at this time, but must have some insights.

Xia Chen looked at the sky, there was sunshine, but he couldn't see the position of the sun, he just felt the glare, but there was the enjoyment of burning his eyes in the glare.

"It's all passing by."

he replied.

The old Taoist smiled softly, stretching out his hand to stroke his white beard.

"Really? But you hurt so many women who are willing to give everything for you, don't you feel any guilt? Every woman dies in front of you, can you feel any gratitude to you? But

It is endless hatred, and I would rather never have met you.So what? "

Xia Chen nodded.

"I am deeply ashamed. Probably every time I finally realize that even if I live forever, the person in front of me passes away, and there is an eternal natural separation over there. It seems that reincarnation is endless, life after life, in fact

Not once was I myself.

I can no longer fully feel everything in my previous life, and each time makes me more indifferent.In fact... there is no way to make up for the mistakes of the previous life, because every time I think about it, it is only about the present

Just myself.

Selfish, can not repay, only demanding. "

The old man nodded.

"So why do you seek longevity? There are no such cheap things in this world. If you want to get the treatment that only immortals can enjoy, then you have to pay a more painful price than immortals. If you are given another chance

, let you go back to the beginning, are you still willing to choose this nine-turn reincarnation technique?Are you still willing to let those people suffer deeply because of your selfish desires? "

The old man's words seemed to carry the magic power of persuasion.

It seems to be telling Xia Chen something that can be done easily, and it can be easily done by flipping hands.

Xia Chen narrowed his eyes and frowned slightly.

"But the past can't go back."

The old man shook his head with a smile.

"How can you be sure that what you are experiencing now is real? Have you really felt pain? Have you really experienced pain in this life? How do you know that all this is just what I set up for you?

What about the next big dream?When you wake up, if you are still in the bedroom, and that woman has just arrived in your capital, what will you do? "

Looking at the old man, Xia Chen felt a burst of heart palpitations at this moment, as if some real and illusory feelings were gradually withdrawn and alternated.