After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Chapter 71 First sight

Three hundred years ago.

It is the Lantern Festival on earth, and Jiangcheng is very lively.

The long street is prosperous and the light market is like daylight. There are colorful lanterns hung in every household, there are lotus flowers, little rabbits, various pavilions, birds, flowers and plants. They are bright and dazzling. From a distance, it looks like a galaxy falling on the earth.

Jiangcheng concluded the immortal gate and the world, advocating exchanges between immortals and people. In it, not only the people in coarse cloth and Geyi can be seen, but also one or two immortal longs flying by the jade belt from time to time. In the eyes of mortals, Jiang Cheng Mochizuki stood side by side, more remarkable than those hermit sects, and they were the closest place to longevity.

The city lord of Jiangcheng Fu Zhongxing, holding a nine-dead sword in his hand and wearing a magic armor, is famous in the immortal gates of the world.

During this night, Fuzhong and his wife went to the street to watch the lights.

He held his wife Lan bream in one hand and the young girl Zhuzhu in the other, dismissed the guards, stopped and walked in the street, and enjoyed a rare leisure.

The streets are crowded with people, and many dignitaries flock here one after another, hoping to take advantage of this rare festival and encounter a fairyland by chance.

So a strange sight appeared in the city. All young people with good looks and elegant clothes will be invited into the restaurant politely. But most of the monks who really want to come and see the lively monks are just like Fu Zhongxing, pretending to be ordinary people.

He was dressed in luxurious purple clothes, the jade belt was enough to encircle the fat on his stomach, and he was fat and oily, like a vulgar wealthy businessman. And the sweet wife beside her was beautiful and beautiful, and her temperament was like orchid, which made people regret that a flower was inserted on the cow dung.

Zhuzhu pulled out his beard and asked softly, “Daddy, why do you want to become a toad?”

Fu Zhongxing laughed and pierced the tender face of the child with his beard, “Then you are just a little toad?”

Zhuzhu stared with anger, “You are the little toad! You are the little toad! Mother, this man is bullying me again, go and divorce him!”

Lan Bi smiled and shook his head.

The three laughed and walked into a restaurant.

The building was crowded with people as usual, and I waited for a while before I got a seat.

Fuzhong was ordering food, and ordered three bowls of Yuanxiao and a few dishes.

Zhuzhu sat on the bench, holding the stool in her hand, twisting her body restlessly, her feet dangling, and her eyes looking everywhere. Suddenly, her body stopped.

Blue bream noticed the child’s abnormality and said softly, “Zhuzhu, what are you looking at?”

Pointing at the fleshy little finger, Zhuzhu said: “Mother, there is a sister there.”

Lan Bi looked over, there was a crowd of people in front of her. He didn’t see what sister she was talking about, smiled, and didn’t take it seriously.

Zhuzhu’s eyes widened, and her slick eyes looked at her side unblinkingly. There was nothing where her eyes fell, but there was a figure in her pupils.

Black clothes and black hat, his whole body is covered by a dark red blood mist, and a pair of blood eyes make people look scared.

But Zhuzhu was not afraid at all, tilted his head and looked at her curiously.

The woman stretched out her hand, a pair of broken, mottled and scarred hands across the child’s white face.

Zhuzhu chuckles.

Fu Zhongxing said strangely: “Darling, what are you laughing at?”

Zhuzhu smiled and said, “Don’t touch me, it’s itchy.”

The rough hands passed by, like when Fu Zhongxing pierced her with scum.

There was no emotion in the woman’s eyes, and her hand slowly moved down, finally resting on her neck. The child’s neck is thin, like a white jade, and can be held with one hand.

Just push hard…

Fu Zhongxing also opened her eyebrows and smiled, scratching her little nose, “Silly boy, how can anyone touch you?”

Zhuzhu turned his head, “There is a sister here.”

Fu Zhongxing got up suddenly, and the Jindan brother’s divine sense glanced, but still did not find the person she was talking about.

Lan Mu looked worried, “Msang Gong, did the kid see something bad…”

Zhuzhu suddenly laughed again, smiling brightly, and said crisply, “Thank you sister.”

A small rabbit lantern appeared out of thin air in her hand, with round red eyes, very delicate and lovely.

Governor Fuzhong breathed a sigh of relief, “It must be someone who can see my cute Zhuzhu and come to tease her.”

Mingluan walked out of the restaurant. People come and go in Long Street, but there is a clear space around her. She always seems to be outside of the world, and has never been integrated into it.

Fireworks are bursting, and stars are scattered.

The children ran around carrying the lanterns, the laughter was crisp, and pairs of people were standing on the street and guessing the riddles. On a high platform not far away, a scholar chanted loudly: “Dongfeng night, flowers and trees. More Blowing down, stars like rain…”

Mingluan’s lips moved, “It’s noisy.”

So noisy, so noisy, so noisy.

The phoenix eyes were bloodshot, and when I looked from a distance, I saw a piece of red, so red that it seemed to drip bleeding at any time.

She returned to the present through reincarnation, but she has forgotten why she wanted to return. The laughter around her annoyed her, and she wanted to tell them to shut up and make them cry.

Darkness, blood, despair… She can only perceive all the negative emotions in this world, endless madness and endless hatred. Mingluan’s eye pupils became more and more crimson, and the whites of her eyes faded. Two dark red eyes were set on her face. There was no expression on her face, but her heart kept clamoring, wanting to destroy this ugly world, which made her extremely disgusted. The hated world.

Point your finger.

On the high platform, the Confucian scholars who read poems were dressed in the wind and read: “Look for him a thousand times in the crowd”, his body suddenly exploded, and the blood-red flesh fell like fireworks. Screams and crying kept ringing, the crowd was in a mess, and many people were sprinkled with flesh and blood, scared their minds blank, and kept screaming.

Mingluan gently curled her lips.

Outside the city, the blood mist gradually rose.

She has become an out-and-out demon, happy because of the suffering of the world, seeing tears and blood, a twisted pleasure will rise in her heart.

Mingluan knew that she had become abnormal. She had tried her best to turn the whole world around, wanting to go back to the past, but after she really came back, she had to admit that she had fallen into the cold night and could never be redeemed.

It’s like a person stuck in a swamp, struggling for help, sinking deeper and deeper, and finally even his outstretched hand was submerged, lying in the mud, rotten to pieces of bone.

Even if she fills the entire swamp, she cannot turn the bones into flesh and blood.

She can change the world, but she alone cannot change herself.

The hustle and bustle of Jiangcheng quickly subsided.

Fu Zhongxing asked his wife and daughter to go home, and brought a few customers to deal with the matter. People were convinced by him, and they were familiar with Zipao at first sight, and they calmed down the noise, only a few women and children were weeping.

When this happened, people soon dispersed.

Broken and bloodied lanterns were thrown along the street at will.

Fu Zhongxing frowned and looked at the blood stains on the ground, and was silent, but the matter was not over. Soon, he learned the news of the siege of the blood mist.

Lingyu couldn’t send it out, no one came to rescue them, a few Jindan cultivators went to the blood mist to search, and never came back.

Fu Zhongxing stood on the wall, carrying nine deaths on his back, and his expression was deep. He thought of the “elder sister” that his daughter had met. With the perfect cultivation base of Jin Danqi, he couldn’t detect her existence. Presumably that person was Yuan Ying’s great ability. If that person could help…maybe she would have left long ago.

Ten days later, Fu Zhongxing gave up unrealistic hopes and organized all the monks above Qi training to break through the fog and make a desperate fight.

Everyone knows that this is going to be a lot of bad luck. The people in the city are sending off in white clothes, and they are not in the middle of life, standing in the air, looking at the blue bream. The blue bream was all plain, with white hair on his head, the lead was washed out, holding the beads in his hand, and looking at Fuzhongxing with tears, his lips trembled, and he called out “Miangong” silently.

In the blood mist, there was a Nascent Soul Heaven Demon, and they all knew that they had passed away nine deaths, but the people in the city were behind, as the city lord, they had to seek a glimmer of hope in those nine deaths.

The sky was dim, and the magic weapon was shining with precious light, rushing into the thick blood mist with the momentum of nine deaths without regret.

People waited anxiously.

One day, two days, three days…

Lan Bi sat down on the ground, described as haggard, staring at the blood-red sky blankly.

Mingluan felt a little bored and squatted in the city lord’s mansion to tease the child. Zhuzhu cocked his legs to play with the little rabbit lantern, not knowing what was happening outside.

“Sister Sister,” Zhuzhu blinked, frowning and looking out the door, “When will my father come back?” She pouted, “I haven’t come back for so long, bad father, don’t care about him anymore, give it to me I ignored him when I bought candied haws!”

Mingluan smiled maliciously at the corner of his mouth, “He’s dead.”

The child’s eyes are pure, and he doesn’t seem to understand the meaning of “death”.

So Mingluan said again: “He will never come back, he doesn’t want you anymore.” Seeing the child crying, her ears hurt again because of the noise. She was tired of staying here and waved to disperse the blood mist, “Hey. “After a sound, his hands paused in the air.

A line of Gushan disciples flew in the blood mist.

The headed woman is extremely young, with a meticulous look on her face, with green shirts and green feathers, Zhan Zhan Ling feathers tied to her waist, moving with the wind.

Like the only color in this dark world, like a bright spring, it fell in Mingluan’s eyes.

She seemed to have discovered something interesting, disappeared, and approached the group of lonely mountain disciples.

As soon as she approached, her footsteps suddenly stopped.

The woman seemed to have noticed something, she turned her head and looked here, after looking for a while, then she withdrew her gaze and continued to talk to everyone.

They have already learned what happened with the blue bream and are discussing how to resolve the matter.

These people seemed to be extremely convinced by Huaibo. When she said something, they nodded together, especially a fourteen-five-year-old female nun, watching Huaibo’s eyes light up, others nodded once, and she nodded three times. It also echoes the sentence “Little Master Uncle is right!”

Mingluan frowned, raised his hand to obliterate the female cultivator, but he didn’t know what he thought of, and then retracted his hand again.

With his back to Mingluan, Huaibo looked thin and long, with a straight back, which was quite commensurate with the sword in her hand.

After discussing for a while, they decided to go out to explore with the dragon and snake formation. This is the solitary mountain formation, which is connected end to end, and can be taken care of in time. Huaibo’s face is cold, but the meaning is quite caring. Standing at the most dangerous place, looking around vigilantly, protecting the younger generation by the way.

Huaibo’s swordsmanship was extremely advanced. Although only the golden core was cultivated, the sword slashed down several heavenly demons one after another.

Mingluan frowned with some doubts, then laughed lightly again, snapped his fingers, and a god-changing profound demon rushed towards him.

The terrifying breath of transforming gods enveloped the whole group of blood mist.

The Gushan disciples fainted without supporting it for long. Only Huai Bai, with pale complexion and cold sweat, still had enough energy to entangle with the profound demon.

The devilish energy condensed into substance, and she rushed towards Huaibo. She spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, unable to support it.

One person stood in front of her.

Huaibo hurriedly shouted: “Farther Daoist, be careful!”

When the devilish energy touched the person, it spread out, like rouge fainting in the water. The man in black quietly stretched out his hand through the misty red mist, “Together?”

The blood mist rolled and the red rain was sticky, as if in endless purgatory.

The man in black clothes and black hat, eyes are like autumn water, and the pulse is affectionate. A white jade flawless hand pulls Huaibo up, so the blood mist turns into crimson haze, and the blood water turns into a blurred spring rain. Huaibo’s heart trembles, saying: “together.”