Qi Po Xinghe

That whisper, freezes here.

This moment is eternity!

There is a castle in front of the young man, and under this magnificent castle, the figure of the young man looks extremely weak.

But his eyes are full of light, and there is hope, happiness, and excitement in the light, and there is also a bit of separation mixed with it.

Then the young man walked in.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" When the young man stepped into the gate of the castle, someone blocked his way and asked.

"I'm looking for..." As the words came out of his mouth, the young man didn't know who to say?

Who is he looking for?The person he was looking for was dead, and she had disappeared between heaven and earth.

How many people in this world can remember her?

"I'm looking for Peng Kun." The young man said.

"Oh, Steward Peng, I'll make an announcement, you wait here first." The man heard Peng Kun's name, and immediately informed it inside.

After this person left, there was no one guarding the gate, the defense was really lax.

The young man entered the Majiabao without waiting for the person to tell him the story.

The young man seemed to be very familiar with this path, and he kept turning and heading towards a place.

Majiabao is not that lax, some people saw the young man, although he was a stranger, but he was very familiar with Majiabao, and no one took care of him.

The back garden of Majiabao has now become a forbidden area, and no one is allowed to enter here.

"Stop, who told you to come in?" A voice sounded, very angry.

After all, Ma Mingyong's granddaughter is buried here, and no one can enter here except himself and that person.

The young man turned his head and looked at the man, showing astonishment, and then a smile.

"Long...Longling!" The man said in surprise and disbelief.

He recognized Long Ling's appearance, and he was still familiar with it. When the powerful Ge family came here, Long Ling used his power to defeat him easily. No one can match that kind of power.

And this person is none other than Peng Kun!

Peng Kun immediately glanced at Long Ling, but he didn't feel Long Ling's aura, as if Long Ling hadn't cultivated at all, just like a newborn baby.

And he would not regard Long Ling as a person without cultivation. He knew that Long Ling was powerful. Looking at Long Ling now, he just thought that Long Ling was more powerful, which made people unable to see through.

"I want to see Yue'er." Long Ling said.

Naturally, Peng Kun would not stop him. The one who deserved it was Long Ling. He knew the relationship between Long Ling and Ma Yue'er.

Afterwards, Long Ling entered the back garden, and a cemetery appeared in front of him. This was built by him in the past, and the people in the tomb were also buried by him.

The purple orchids created a fragrant atmosphere in the entire garden, and Long Ling smiled.

"Yue'er, do you know? I brought you purple orchid seeds again. I will plant them now and let these flowers accompany you." Long Ling said softly.

In the garden, the thin figure began to dig the soil, and then carefully put the seeds into the soil one by one.

"He's back again." Ma Mingyong looked at Long Ling's figure and sighed.

"Yue'er, purple orchid, I've planted it, and I'll be here with you for a while." Long Ling said.

Two months ago, he was still frozen, but the trace of psychic liquid left in his body suddenly woke up. It was a powerful force of life, with the breath of endless life. Under this kind of power, Long Ling regained his vitality, and even his injuries slowly recovered.

But the spirit-absorbing acupoint has been destroyed, and he has completely become a waste, and can no longer practice spiritual energy.

Becoming a waste again, this is such a big joke God made for him.

Ten years ago, he was a waste. Within ten years, he became the upper-level powerhouse of the ninth-level Qi Sheng, who could destroy a city even with a yawn, but now, he has returned to the lowest state in the world.

Reincarnation?

This is just a joke, a dream.

Back then, when he was young, he often dreamed of fighting a man, but now, Long Ling already knew that that man might be Bai Zhantian.

The picture was not too clear, or even blurred, and Long Ling didn't know what the man looked like.

After ten years of cultivation, in the end, it was nothing but nothing.

"Yue'er, let me tell you about my experiences over the past few years." Long Ling looked towards the tomb and said.

Ma Mingyong looked at Long Ling from the side, he saw something unusual, and immediately frowned, this Long Ling's aura?

No breath?No aura?

But he didn't have any more doubts, maybe Long Ling didn't want people to feel his aura.

Time passed quickly, and it was already late at night.

"Ten years, what have I gained? But I have lost you." Long Ling said softly.

"Linxue, Duo'er, Xue'er, Xixuan, I have failed you all in this life." Long Ling looked towards the sky and let out a long sigh.

Above the sky, the stars are shining, extremely bright.

"Since you are alive, you should face this world again." A voice sounded, breaking the silence of the night and Long Ling's silence.

"Who are you?" Long Ling turned around and asked.

"I'm you!" A figure stepped out of the darkness, and it looked exactly like Long Ling, which surprised Long Ling.

"Are you... spiritual liquid?" Long Ling asked, the familiar feeling made him make a judgment.

"Yes," said the man.

Then Long Ling turned around again, turned his gaze to Ma Yue'er's tomb, and stopped talking.

"Are you sure you want to keep going like this?" Lingye asked.

"Otherwise, what else can I do?" Long Ling smiled wryly, at this moment the spiritual acupoint was destroyed, and he was doomed not to be able to practice spiritual energy again in this life.

"This may be the tempering of you by the heavens. Only by experiencing the sufferings of the world and experiencing ups and downs can you soar into the sky." Lingye said.

"Your determination is inherently tenacious, I hope you can break through this hurdle this time." Lingye said.

"I'm already useless, what's the use of it, I can only fill this garden with purple orchids." Long Ling sighed, even though he didn't want to admit it, he knew that he was indeed a waste at this moment.

Before that, he was the upper-level powerhouse of the ninth-level Qi Saint.

The gap between the two is worlds apart!

"As long as you want to stand up, you can." Lingye said.

"Is it really possible?" Long Ling seemed to be asking himself, and at this moment, a ray of light flashed, piercing the darkness.

"Do you think so too?" Long Ling asked.

The light became stronger and stronger, and Long Ling touched it lightly. This is the Sword of Hunyuan. It was possible to come to Philadelphia in the sixth area, thanks to the sword of Hunyuan. Otherwise, with Longling's current body, it would take a few years. It cannot be reached.

"Even if it's possible, what's the point?" Long Ling turned his gaze to the tombstone again, "I still want to stay with her for a while, so you can go."

"Did you really think she was dead?" Lingye said.

"What did you say? What did you just say?" Long Ling suddenly jumped up, looked directly at the spiritual liquid, and asked.