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In his previous life in Luoyang City, he ordered all Buddhist statues and temples to be blown up. The homeless monks called him a bad luck star, while some monks with strong faith chose to die as martyrs and turned into dust together with the temples.
At that time, he laughed at their ignorance.
But now, he and his soldiers and horses were destroyed by the collapsed Buddha statue, like a punishment from the gods for his insistence on trampling on living beings.
Xiao Yi had no expression on his face and reached out to touch, but all he touched was nothingness.
He slowly lowered his hands.
Not sure if he is dead.
In the eternal silence, a cool breeze suddenly came towards you.
There were whispers from the front.
Xiao Yi raised his eyelashes, and pictures were floating around him.
He saw the prince in white clothes killing himself with a sword on the banks of the Weishui River. His head was taken back to Chang'an and hung on a high tower as a sinner.
He saw his only sister, Xiao Qingyang, hugging Nan Chengyi in front of the Buddha statue, promising to live in the next life, and then buried in a sea of ??fire.
He saw Wen Zhining and Xiao Zizhong falling from the high beacon tower, so sad and desolate, like falling petals at dusk.
He saw the two elders who loved him, the eldest princess and the Duke of Zhen, both died at the wedding banquet
It has only been two years since he returned to Chang'an.
But the people he cared about left him one after another.
How did that happen?
He suddenly remembered an eminent monk from the Western Regions he met outside Pingping Temple in his previous life.
He asked the eminent monk for advice on Buddhism and whether there was reincarnation or an afterlife.
The eminent monk clasped his palms together and told him with a smile that the Nan family's young lady would have a destiny in the next life, but he himself might not.
The Buddha cultivates the afterlife.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????How can you get blessings in the next life?
The Shura on the battlefield is the lone star of the evil spirit.
The eight-character comment exploded in Xiao Yi's ears like thunder.
In the darkness, there was no color on Xiao Yi's face.
In his previous life, he never paid attention to the words of the eminent monk.
But now that I think about it, Nan Jiaojiao was injured in the mine, and the doctor said that she would never be able to have an heir again, which meant that he would never have an heir.
karma.
¡°Could it be that the pain Nan Jiaojiao endured was all caused by him?
The surrounding scenes dispersed one after another.
Straight ahead, the water is surging and the corals are blood red.
The man was soaking in the water with his eyes closed, his limbs were locked with strong black iron chains, his long black hair like seaweed extended and floated in the water, his thin middle coat could only cover his important points, and his muscles were covered with shocking scars.
Even if life and death are unclear, that handsome and beautiful face still shows strong cruelty, and the red phoenix eyes flying sideways into the temples are like knives trapped in a treasure box, looking beautiful and sharp.
Countless sharp knives protruded from all directions, pointing directly at the man under the water, as if he would be tortured if he made even the slightest move.
Xiao Yi was stunned.
This man
is it him?
???????? Is this the result of his killing of creatures?
He wanted to reach out and touch it, but the picture quietly disappeared in an instant.
Eternal darkness enveloped him again.
Xiao Yi lowered his eyelashes.
¡°If in the future, he will be trapped in an underwater cage, what will Nan Jiaojiao do?
The little girl was squeamish and stupid. She listened to his words and ran to be loyal to Shen Jiang. Without his support behind her, she would have been eaten to death by Shen Jiang.
Even the Nan family she cares about will be played and used by Shen Jiang.
¡°I promised to protect her for the rest of my life.
Nan Jiaojiao can¡¯t live without him
Even if he fights against the sky, he cannot end up like that!
A strange force quietly extended to the man¡¯s limbs.
The clouds are gathering.
The raindrops penetrated the gaps between the rocks and fell on the man's scarred face.
Xiao Yi was lying under the boulder, his right hand unconsciously groping around until he touched the familiar Mo Dao.
He slowly opened his eyes.
He tried to move his body, but found that he couldn't move.
The smell of blood came from all directions.
He slowly tilted his head.
The armor was shattered, and the brave army turned into a blur of flesh and blood.?
He looked at it, his thin lips pale.
It would be fine if he didn't remember his previous life, but he remembered everything. The souls of those who died under his sword had been so miserable. Countless fertile fields were destroyed, and the whole land was devastated.
That's his fault.
That was a real tragedy that happened. Even if you start from scratch, you still can't erase the evil consequences he caused.
Heaven gave him a chance to start over, but he also wanted to punish him severely in this life. He used conspiracy to take away his family, used war to kill his soldiers, and used Nan Jiaojiao's narrow escape to call him. Taste the feeling of being alone
Nan Jiaojiao always tells him to accumulate blessings. Is it because she has sensitively sensed something?
But he still refused to admit defeat.
The great revenge of brothers and sisters has not yet been avenged. The cruel woman is still sitting firmly on the ninth floor of the palace, and the emperor's brother's child is just a low-status bastard.
His little girl is still waiting for him to come home.
The dark pupils turned into blood red.
Five fingers gradually tightened the Mo Dao.
The next moment, the man roared¡ª¡ª
On the cliff.
The breeze is passing by and the raindrops are rustling.
A Taoist priest with a cinnabar mole on his eyebrows, wearing a sky-blue robe, riding a green bull, and playing with peonies boredly.
He listened to the roar coming from under the pile of rocks and smiled: "Monk, is your illusion useful? It's not that it can make people see the future. If he sees it, he should be afraid. Why is he still so stubborn?"
The deep-profiled monk from the Western Regions stood quietly in the rain with an umbrella in one hand.
He recited "Amitabha" and said in a deep voice: "Donor Xiao is too murderous. He should not be asked to remember his past life. He sacrificed his throne and no longer has the blessing of the Ziwei Emperor Star in this life. Those who died in his previous life were The dead soul under the sword has created his inner demons in this life, and his future will be very difficult."
Poinsettia raised her eyebrows and sighed: "I wanted to use this hand to make him understand the benefits of being an emperor and being blessed by the Ziwei Emperor Star. Kill the junior sister to cut off the cause and effect, and from now on, he can peacefully rule all the countries and rule the world. , but his reaction was really beyond my expectation"
Before he could say anything else, the pile of stones rumbled.
The Nine-foot Mo Dao was like the ax that created the world, suddenly cutting through the boulder!
It¡¯s already early summer.
There was lightning and thunder in the dark clouds.
The man¡¯s armor was broken and covered in blood, his long hair danced arrogantly in the downpour without wind, and his bloodshot eyes revealed strong murderous intent.
He looked through the rain curtain at the gloomy sky, his posture arrogant and domineering.
The nine-foot sword pointed directly at the sky.
It seems that he is provoking the gods with his flesh and blood body.
"crazy."
Poinsettia shook her head.
Xiao Yi¡¯s eyes fell on the end of the mountain wall.
There stands a intact giant Buddha that has not been destroyed by explosives.
The Buddha, with his majestic appearance, looked at him with a smile.
He was furious: "What are you looking at?"
The other party didn¡¯t answer him.
Nan Baoyi and Yin Sui finally arrived.
From a distance, Nan Baoyi saw Xiao Yi.
The man is arrogant and strange, as if the desperate and angry man who prayed to gods and Buddhas in his previous life crawled out of hell and returned to the human world.
Her heart beat violently.
She jumped out of the carriage desperately and quickly climbed up the pile of rubble: "Second brother!"
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