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    "My heart is like stagnant water and my thoughts are ashamed, but I didn't expect the cold night of March and September to shine through the spring. Could it be that God's will is partial to the valley grass, and I'm afraid that the world is cold and windy."

    The clear and crisp voice of the Yue girl came from the ear, and the words were like pearls and jade, but the ink burned the brain and caused pain, and the forehead meridian jumped violently.

    "What's the noise! ??Where did the mourning ghost come from! Come on, beat this lowly servant girl down the mountain!"

    After the anger was over, the ink burned and realized that something was wrong

    Isn't he already dead?

    Hatred and chill, pain and coldness pierced his chest, and Mo Ran opened his eyes suddenly.

    Everything before he died was like blowing snow away, he found himself lying on the bed, not the bed at the peak of death and life, this bed was carved with dragons and phoenixes, the wood exuded a heavy smell of powder, and the old bedding on it was pink and purple,  Embroidered with the pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water, it is the pillow that only Goulan women sleep on.

    ""

    Mo Ran was stiff for a moment.

    He knows where this is.

    This is a tile near the summit of death and life.

    ?The so-called Wazi is a brothel, which means "the tiles are closed when you come, and disintegrated when you go", which means that guests and fans can get together and leave easily.

    When Mo Ran was young, he was very lewd for a while, sleeping in this brothel for more than ten days in half a month.  However, this brothel was sold out when he was in his twenties, and later changed into a wine shop.  After his death, he actually appeared in a brothel that had long since ceased to exist. What was going on?

    Could it be that I did too many evils during my lifetime and harmed countless boys and girls, so I was punished by the King of Hades to be reincarnated in a kiln to pick up customers?

    Mo Ran turned over unconsciously while thinking wildly.

    Impressively, he met a sleeping face.

    ""

    what's the situation!  !  !  Why is there someone lying beside him?  ?

    Still a naked man!//Naked!

    This man has an immature face and exquisite features. Yuxue looks cute and indistinguishable between male and female.

    Mo Ran had no expression on his face, but his heart was turbulent. After staring at the little white face immersed in sleep for a long time, he suddenly remembered.

    Isn't this the little girl I loved so much when I was young, it seems to be called Rong San?

    Or call it Rong Jiu.

    It doesn't matter if it's three or nine, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that this young man got a willow disease later on, and has been dead for many years, his bones should be rotted away.  However, at this moment, he was still alive, white and tender nestled on the side of his bed, his shoulders and neck were exposed under the brocade quilt, bruised and purple, full of traces of ambiguity.

    Mo Ran sullenly, lifted the quilt, and moved his eyes down again.

    ""

    I don't know if this Rong is nine or three, let's count him as Rong Jiu, the little beauty of Rong Jiu is covered with welts all over her body, and someone has thinly strangled several red ropes on her pink and tender thigh like mutton fat and white jade.

    Mo Ran touched his chin and sighed secretly: It's so fun.

    Look at this exquisite rope art, this skillful technique, this familiar picture.

    Didn't this damn thing be strangled by himself?  ?  !  !

    He is a cultivator of immortals, and he has dabbled in the matter of rebirth.  At this moment, he couldn't help but start to suspect that he seemed to have come back to life.

    In order to further verify his thoughts, Mo Ran found a bronze mirror.  The bronze mirror was severely worn, but in the dim yellow light, he could still vaguely see his own face.

    Mo Ran was thirty-two years old when he died, and he was already in his thirties, but the face of the buddy in the mirror at this moment seemed quite childish, and there was a domineering and domineering unique to young people in his handsome eyebrows. It seemed, but  Fifteen or sixteen years old.

    There is no one else in this bedroom.  So a generation of tyrants in the comprehension world, bullies in Sichuan, emperors in the human world, lords at the peak of death and life, and the immortal king Mo Ran honestly expressed their inner feelings after being silent for a long time.

    "Hold¡­¡­"

    With this operation, Rong Jiu, who had been sleeping hazily, was woken up.

    The beauty sat up lazily, and the thin brocade quilt draped over her body slid down her shoulders, revealing a large dazzling white body. She had soft long hair, and a pair of sleepy peach blossom eyes with dizzy tails.  Dyeing residual red, he yawned.

    "Well Mr. Mo, you woke up very early today."

    Mo Ran didn't make a sound, and the time went back more than ten years. He really liked Rong Jiu, a charming and indistinguishable little beauty, but now, the thirty-two-year-old Ta Xianjun, no matter how he looked at it, he doubted that his mind was  Only when you call him a donkey, will you think this kind of man is good-looking.

    "Did you not sleep well last night and had a nightmare?"

    &nbsp??A grievance must be repaid, and it is the same now.

    Thinking of how he took care of Rong Jiu's business in his previous life, and even wanted to redeem him, and how Rong Jiu collaborated with others to design himself, he couldn't help but smile and bend his eyes, put the sharp ceramic fragments on the  On Rong Jiu's cheek.

    This person is in the flesh business, without this face, there is nothing left.

    This kitsch man will live on the streets like a dog, crawling on the ground, being kicked by boots, being run over, scolded and cast aside, ouch just imagining it makes him happy physically and mentally.  Even the nausea from fucking this person just now disappeared.

    The ink-burning smile became more and more lovely.

    As soon as the hand was exerted, a trace of bright red blood oozed out.

    The drowsy person seemed to feel the pain, with a hoarse voice, he groaned softly, with teardrops still hanging from his eyelashes, looking very pitiful.

    Mo Ran's hand suddenly stopped.

    He remembered an old man.

    ""

    Then, he suddenly realized what he was doing now.  After being stunned for a few seconds, he finally slowly put his hand down.

    It's really a habit of doing evil.  He had forgotten that he had been reborn.

    Now, all the things haven't happened, the big mistakes haven't been made, and that person isn't dead yet.  Why did he have to go back to the old path brutally and brutally, he could obviously do it all over again.

    He sat down, resting his legs on the edge of the bed, carelessly playing with the broken porcelain in his hand.  Suddenly saw greasy pancakes on the table, so he took them over, peeled off the oily paper, and bit into them, his mouth was full of crumbs, and his lips were shiny.

    This pancake is the characteristic of this tile, but it is not very delicious. Compared with the delicacies he has tasted later, it is like chewing wax, but after the tile was down, Mo Ran never ate this pancake again.  Swirl pies too.  At this moment, the familiar taste of pancakes returned to the tip of the tongue after the rolling past.

    Every time Mo Ran swallowed a mouthful, he felt that the unreality of rebirth was less.

    After eating the whole pie, he finally recovered from his initial confusion.

    He is really reborn.

    All the evil in his life, all the irreversible things, have not yet begun.

    Didn't kill uncles and aunts, didn't slaughter seventy-two cities, didn't deceive teachers and exterminate ancestors, didn't get married, didn't

    No one is dead yet.

    He smacked his lips and licked his thick white teeth, he could feel a tiny ray of joy in his chest expanding rapidly, and it became a stormy wave of frenzy and excitement.  During his lifetime, he was all-powerful, dabbling in the three major forbidden arts in the human world.  He is proficient in the other two forbidden techniques, only the last technique "Rebirth", even though he is extremely talented, he cannot master it.

    Unexpectedly, the things that were not expected in life will come true after death.

    All kinds of unwillingness, depression, and loneliness in front of me are still in my chest, and the scene of life and death is full of flames, and the scene of the army pressing down is still in front of me.

    At that time, he really didn't want to live anymore. Everyone said that he was lonely and betrayed his relatives. In the end, he himself felt like a walking dead, bored and lonely.

    But I don't know what went wrong. A heinous person like him, after his death, was able to get a chance to start all over again.

    Why did he ruin Rong Jiu's face in order to avenge such a little old personal revenge?

    Rong Jiu is most greedy and loves money.  It's enough to prostitute this meat seller for free, and then take some money along with it, and a little punishment will do.  He doesn't want to bear human life for the time being.

    "It's cheap for you, Rongjiu."

    Mo Ran said with a smile, exerted force on his fingertips, and threw the tile out of the window.

    Then, he emptied all of Rong Jiu's soft jewels and put them all in his pocket, and then he had a good time to tidy himself up slowly, and Shi Shiran left Wazi.

    Uncle and aunt, cousin Xue Meng, master, and

    Thinking of that person, Mo Ran's eyes softened instantly.

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