Chapter 638

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He paused and said in a very soft voice: "Because only a madman can understand me."

After finishing speaking, he laughed heartily.

That laughter is like a vulture with bald wings. Although it is old, it still perches fiercely and persistently on the steep cliffs, and will not show any weakness until it dies.

Mo Ran closed his eyes and whispered to him: "Nangong Xu, listen, there are still people in this world who know the art of rebirth. If you are willing, I will do my best to plead with Wubei Temple for mercy. Master Sin, I will return your master’s life.”

"..."

He opened his palm and handed the broken spiritual core back to Xu Shuanglin: "But please, tell me..."

It was like he was trying to catch the last floating weed to save his life.

He frowned, and where no one could see, there was a trace of helplessness in his eyes.

"Please tell me who is the person who has been helping you behind the scenes." Mo Ran said, "Who told you such an evil rebirth technique? Who taught you the Zhenlong chess game?"

Memories overlap with past lives.

In the billowing smoke of Confucianism Sect, Xu Shuanglin stood in front of Ye Wangxi and died from a random knife.

In this case, Xu Shuanglin in his previous life must not have had a specific plan before he died. But in this life, everything is different. Xu Shuanglin laid a secret in Jincheng Pond early, and designed the sudden change in Peach Blossom Spring and the crack in the sky with colorful butterflies. After the method of human sacrifice did not work, he quickly changed his methods and collected information from everywhere. Shenwu finally pulled Luo Fenghua out of purgatory.

Such a method of rebirth was definitely not something he came up with on his own.

"You want to know?" Xu Shuanglin's eyes flashed with malice, "I have been taught this skill, but I don't want to tell you."

"Would you rather be his pawn until the day you die?"

"Chess piece?" Xu Shuanglin smiled, "You also think too much. He understands me and understands my thoughts. He is the same person as me. Master Mo, give up. I will never tell you about him. Whose is it? You went to great lengths to run up Jiao Mountain, and you were satisfied to drive me to a dead end, but so what."

"..."

"In the end, the world will still be in chaos, with smoke everywhere and wars and disputes. He will still raze the upper and lower realms to the ground and turn them into scorched earth. Then, the good will be rewarded, the evil will be rewarded, the capable will be high, and the mediocre will be slaves ." The smile in Xu Shuanglin's eyes became brighter and brighter, "It's really... a perfect scene."

Xue Meng was furious when he heard this: "Why do good people get retribution and evil people get retribution! How can people be slaves to mediocrity! It's up to you to decide whether others are good or evil, whether they are mediocre or good? You are just a chess piece outside." Those people...and Nangong Changying...and...and..."

He secretly glanced at Chu Wanning's face and lowered his voice involuntarily: "And Nangong Si." Xue Meng looked very unhappy and wronged: "Are they willing to control it for you? Do they deserve to die?"

"Sacrifice is always necessary." Xu Shuanglin glanced at him lightly, "Mr. Xue, you are still too young after all."

There was a kind of embarrassment in his expression, and it seemed that he was not very willing to talk to such a fierce person like Xue Meng. He turned his head to Mo Ran again.

"If it falls into your hands, you can kill or behead it as you please." He even said in an understatement, "I still have a Lingchi Fruit in my Qiankun Bag. If you feel resentful, it doesn't matter if you feed it to me. "

As he spoke, he mocked coldly: "Anyway, when I was twenty, I was already delayed by you famous righteous men, so I might as well do it again."

Huang Xiaoyue said: "Who has overtaken you? It's so shameless to open your mouth and tell lies!"

But Mo Ran knew what Xu Shuanglin meant.

At the age of twenty, Ling Chi was not in the body, but in the soul.

Nangong Xu also devoted himself to practicing martial arts and had a good heart. He also listened to his master's instructions to be a gentleman for the rest of his life and to kill evil with his sword.

But in that Lingshan Conference, he was cut into pieces by a thousand swords.

Mo Ran closed his eyes and saw that Xu Shuanglin was miserable and could not live for long. Perhaps it was because he was so similar to his previous life. Even if he had any grudges, at this moment, he could not bear it. He said: "...Luo Fenghua's soul core is still there. Why don't you use that rebirth spell?" If you use it again, maybe you can see him again."

"Use it again?" Xu Shuanglin smiled. He looked at the spiritual core in his hand with great interest, and then at his flesh that was rapidly festering due to lack of spiritual power. He said lazily, "I'm going to die. If I die, there will be no justice in the world. What's the use of him coming back? He's not going to suffer and be bullied by you big sects."

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he actually crushed the soul core with his own hands. The fragments stuck into his palms, and his hands were filled with blood.

Mo Ran: "!"

Xue Meng: "Are you crazy?!"

Everyone was also at a loss and didn't know what was going on. Some were dumbfounded, some had gray faces, and some had alert eyes, all staring at the inhuman, ghost-like man on the ground.

Xu Shuanglin paid no attention to anyone. He looked at the last trace of Luo Fenghua in this world and watched it completely disappear. Finally he laughed and cried, his face covered with blood and tears, and he laughed so horribly and crazy.

From now on, no one can see anyone, no one can hate anyone, they have all turned into dust and ashes, great, great.

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