Chapter 1717: Various past lives
On the bank of Wangchuan River.
A beautiful woman, holding her big belly with one hand and propping up her waist with the other, looked out at the rough river, her eyes were deep and bright, it was elusive, but one couldn't help but want to love her.
Her head was full of black hair fluttering in the wind, and she stopped for a long time before the woman turned back to the dilapidated house not far away.
"Boom!"
That night, there was heavy rain, lightning and thunder, and the old and dilapidated houses were crumbling in the merciless wind and rain. If it wasn't for a light cover outside the house that enveloped the dilapidated houses, they might have been ravaged into ruins by the torrential rain.
In the room, the dim candlelight flickered slightly. On the bed, the beautiful woman's feet were bent, her slender jade hands were tightly grasping the edge of the bed, her fingertips were bleeding, and she didn't know it. What is more is distressingly pale and distorted.
Even though it was extremely painful, her eyes still shone with tenacity, her gums were biting, and she kept exerting force.
"Wow…!"
I don't know how long it has passed, a clear and loud cry of a baby resounded in the dilapidated house, and it was this cry that made the woman's painful expression relax. The baby was picked up and wiped gently and meticulously.
"Child, mother's child...!"
"Forget this life by the river of Wangchuan, from now on, mother will only have you!"
"Today is your new life, and also mother's new life, your name is Wang Chuan!"
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"call out!"
In the old courtyard, an immature young man waved a branch in his hand. He didn't know what kind of martial arts he was honing. Even though he was sweating profusely and his body was sore, he never stopped for a moment. His small bright eyes were full of distressing firmness.
Not far away, a pale and beautiful woman watched this scene quietly, her face was both distressed and gratified.
"Okay, Chuan'er."
"You've been practicing for a long time, it's time to rest."
Following the soft voice of the woman, the boy stopped his movements, panted heavily, and came to the side of the beautiful woman.
"Chuan'er, why are you so obsessed with cultivation?"
The beautiful woman gently stroked the boy's head and asked softly.
"I want to protect mother!"
The firm and immature voice made the beautiful woman tremble all over, and tears could not stop flowing from her eyes.
"Good boy."
"Mother's good boy."
One big and one small embraced each other tightly, and the warm scene seemed to turn into eternity.
On this day, the warmth of the past was no longer there, and the boy had turned into a young man. He stood in front of the bed, his tall and straight body trembling uncontrollably.
On the bed, the beautiful woman's face was extremely pale, and her vitality was weak, like a candle in the wind.
"Chuan'er, mother still wants to watch you marry a wife and have children, but unfortunately mother can't wait."
"Don't be sad, don't cry, this is mother's life!"
The beautiful woman raised her hand with difficulty, stroked the cheek of the young man squatting beside the bed, and said weakly.
"Mother, don't talk about it, don't worry, the baby will save you."
"What **** fate, no one can take you away!"
Seeing the young man howling in pain, the beautiful woman's eyes flickered with distress, she gently wiped the young man's tears with jade hands, and said softly: "Silly boy."
"Birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of heaven and earth. Although my mother has some cultivation, she can't avoid this responsibility, let alone...!"
Speaking of this, the beautiful woman seemed to have thought of something, and quickly stopped talking.
Looking at the young man who was still crying, the beautiful woman said solemnly: "Chuan'er, from now on you will walk alone, talk less and watch more, study hard, practice hard, and strengthen yourself, so that you can be at ease."
"If someone bullies you, kill when you are strong, and endure when you are weak."
"If it's possible, how much Mother hopes that you can live in peace and happiness, but today Mother is gone, and you are left alone to face this filthy world. Mother is heartbroken, but unable to recover, I can only warn you: Only by living can you have everything! "
"One day, after you marry a wife and have children, bring them to your mother's grave and let her see them!"
After the words fell, the woman exhausted all her strength, stood up and hugged the young man tightly in her arms. After a while, her hands were no longer able to hang down, her eyes were closed tightly, and there was no peace on her pale face, only endless worry.
"mother…!"
On this day, the young man's home was gone, and his only concern was gone. Like a madman, he let out a biting howl, even though his voice was hoarse, he never stopped.
Day after day, year after year.
The name of the ancient emperor Wangchuan, from the fairy world to the **** world and then to the heavens, became famous in all directions and turned into an eternal legend.
One person and one sword, he rose from the twilight, pierced the endless darkness, overcame thorns and thorns, cut a brilliant road with an ordinary body, and spread a legend that astounded the world.
But no one knows, but he is lonely in his heart. The thoughts in his heart have never disappeared for a moment. He has never cared about his reputation. Only on that road, he has never stopped.
If there is anyone who can personally feel his heart, then only Wang Feng at this moment.
At this time, Wang Feng seemed to have turned into the heart of a young man. From wowing to the ground, to enduring the pain of losing his mother, and then to enduring the lonely path of cultivation, he felt as if he had personally experienced it, and he was happy and sad accordingly. , followed by pain...
This year, a big event happened in the heavens.
The Heavenly Ancestor, who was known as the only **** in the world, fell, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com heaven and earth wept, gods and ghosts wailed, and blood rained. It was also this year that young people stepped into the heavens and became famous.
Being ridiculed by others, killing enemies, hunting for treasure, exploring, and cultivating, scenes like a projection kept passing before Wang Feng's eyes at an extremely fast speed, but he could clearly perceive the state of mind in each scene.
For others, it is just the projection of some pictures, but for him, it is empathy.
By chance, the young man stepped into the Imaginary Realm, and seeing that petite figure that was about to fall, he did not hesitate to strike directly, killing all the enemies with one strike.
Standing in front of the little girl, he turned around and looked at the crying little girl, his already cold heart was stabbed at once. He showed a gentle smile, squatted down halfway, stretched out his hand, gently Said: "From now on, you will follow Big Brother?"
"good!"
The little girl sucked her snot, stretched out her tender little hand, and tightly held the broad palm of the young man.
Dust to dust, dust to dust, the figures, one big and one small, stretched very long in the afterglow of the setting sun.
It was also from this day that beside the famous Ancient Emperor Wangchuan in the heavens, there was a little girl, one big and one small, who never left her body. No matter killing or saving people, no matter whether it was dangerous or safe, the two of them were always together. Holding hands.
There were once great powers in the heavens who wanted to threaten Ancient Emperor Wangchuan with the little girl, but in the end, Ancient Emperor Wangchuan led the little girl and held the sword from south to north, from east to west, and killed everything.
Since then, no one dared to catch the little girl's attention.
Unknowingly, the young man has stood on the top of the heavens, looking back, he is invincible, and the little girl has grown up gracefully, like a fairy in the nine heavens, with a peerless beauty.
They walked through endless mountains and rivers hand in hand, crossed any realm, one played the piano and the other danced the sword, like the couple of gods and immortals.
