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It doesn't matter, he can come out once, and he can have a second or third time.
No matter how many times he reincarnates, he will cross the plot.
With the gurgle of fresh blood flowing out, a foot of snow in Xie Yun's hand gradually penetrated into Xie Yufei's body.
Xie Yufei's mouth overflowed with blood, and his pupils gradually enlarged: "Why, why..."
Out of curiosity, he didn't even know this person, but he somehow thought he should be rescued, why...
Warm blood flowed out of Xie Yufei's wound, gradually becoming thick and thick, turning into puddles of black ink, which wet Xie Yun's clothes.
The scene in front of Xie Yun gradually collapsed, and everything in front of him began to melt, literally melting, and
Xie Yufei turned into ink like!
The house several feet high is just a black spot, and the entire Jinxi Town is just a black ball.
The black ink was overwhelming, and the whole world was fading and melting, turning into a black and white ink painting. The black ink wiped Xie Yun's shoulder and fell.
Xie Yun raised his head, he was standing in a black and white world at the moment, he was the only one in the world who didn't melt into ink as the world collapsed.
"It really is an illusion," Xie Yun retracted his sword and sheathed it, "Does Wan Zhu think he can kill me in an illusion?"
As soon as Xie Yufei died, the "world" began to collapse, which was enough to prove that this was a giant illusion.
Not only that, as the "world" melted, the spiritual power in Xie Yun's body grew rapidly, jumping from Foundation Establishment to Nascent Soul in the blink of an eye, and immediately jumped to the out-of-body stage.
Xie Yun felt the strength of the rapid recovery, and murmured: "So, Xie Yufei, the core of the illusion, has died, what will happen next?"
He likes to talk as usual, but there is no one around who can answer him.
Xie Yun pursed his lower lip. When the "world" completely melted into black ink, a dazzling white light flashed in front of Xie Yun. Xie Yun's growing spiritual power suddenly stopped. From the peak of the out-of-body period, it fell back to the middle of the Jindan period.
"Little Lord!"
Xie Yun turned his head.
Xie Rong hurried over and repeated what Xie Yun had just heard not long ago in a tone of expression that Xie Yun was familiar with: "The branch was attacked by a demon cultivator, ask the family for help, and the elder ordered you to hurry up and help!"
Xie Yun fixedly looked at Xie Rong: "Xie Rong?"
This Xie Rong made by Mo can actually give a correct answer based on Xie Yun's question: "It's me, young master."
Xie Yun: "What did you just say?"
Did he enter the next illusion from the previous illusion? Is it the same fantasy?
Xie Rong's tone was somber: "Jinxi Town's Xie branch has received..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xie Yun turned around and flew to Jinxi Town.
The ruins are exactly the same, and even the angle at which the stone slabs collapsed has not changed.
Xie Yun lifted all the slates and couldn't find a living monk. In the illusion, only Jin Dan's body felt tired.
He took a breath and lifted the slate where Xie Yufei was buried.
In the dimly lit narrow space, fifteen-year-old Xie Yufei lay with a hopeful expression: "You are here..."
Xie Yun's Hengjian pressed against Xie Yufei's neck and happily gave him a sword!
As soon as Xie Yufei died, the world began to collapse again.
In the gap between the reconstruction of the world, Xie Rong hurried over and called out first, "Young Master!"
...
In the black ink and pure white, Xie Yun wearily hung down a foot of snow. He went earlier than once, but no matter how early he was, when he arrived at Jinxi Town, there were only corpses and bloodstains everywhere.
Everything he did was in vain, he couldn't be saved, he couldn't be killed, he was abandoned in this infinite reincarnation, and the plot grabbed his limbs and tried to polish him and break him.
Xie Yun couldn't remember how many times he killed Xie Yufei, maybe the hundredth, or the ninety-ninth.
The world composed of ink marks gradually recovered, and Xie Yun heard the familiar footsteps behind him.
Xie Rong rushed over with a look of panic: "Young Master!"
This time, Xie Yun didn't answer.
Xie Rong didn't notice the weirdness at all, even if Xie Yun didn't answer him, he would follow the arrangement of the plot and guide Xie Yun through the next plot: "The branch was attacked by a magic cultivator, ask the family for help..."
Xie Yun was a little sad. He was very tired. He lowered his head and reached out to touch Xie Rong's face.
He was not yet fourteen years old, and he was tall and thin. He looked thin and pale, with a cold chill on his fingertips.
Xie Rong looked at him ignorantly.
Xie Yun suddenly found the figure of this child from various memories: this is a child from his own family, but his aptitude is extremely poor. He usually only does some word-spreading things in his own family, and he will be sent to Jinxi Town when he becomes an adult.
So when the accident happened in Jinxi Town, the child cried a lot, grabbed his sleeve, and couldn't even speak completely.
Xie Yun loosened his fingers, and a foot of snow fell to the ground. He knelt down on one knee and hugged Xie Rong. After a long time, he heard himself apologizing to the child: "I'm sorry."
He knew that he was not apologizing to the person in front of him, but to Xie Rong who was far away in Feiyincheng.
Sorry, maybe you've never been to this world.
Maybe you and I are living in an illusion, but I have to destroy this illusion time and time again.
...
Xie Yun was trapped in this unlimited reincarnation and could not find an exit. All the characters followed the arrangement. Using human skins, he seemed to still maintain the way of thinking, but he was always a "human" made of ink. It's just going to repeat the plot.
And Xie Yun, if he doesn't give in, he will be involved in reincarnation until he breaks his unyielding bones, forcing him to kneel down and become a "supporting role" under the plot.
Xie Rong was puzzled: "Young Master? What are you talking about?"
Xie Yun adjusted his mentality and picked up Yi Chi Xue: "It's nothing."
He has only two choices, turn his back on the plot or obey the plot. Since the former has no effect, then try the latter option.