Chapter 1303

Darkness was accompanied by heart-wrenching pain, obliterating Lin Dong's mind. His consciousness seemed to be trapped in endless darkness, and faintly, as if there was a painful howling like a wild beast, coming from the darkness.

I don't know how long it lasted, but finally it began to gradually weaken. The owner of the voice seemed to be exhausted.

At some point, a brilliant light burst out from the darkness, wrapping the consciousness that was sinking into it. The light flashed like countless pictures, and each picture seemed to be a cycle of reincarnation.

Lin Dong's consciousness was forcibly pulled in by these vortexes of reincarnation, and then, his consciousness was completely lost. That feeling was even more terrifying than when he passed through the third level of reincarnation.

When the cycle of reincarnation rotates, the consciousness finally falls into it without extrication. His memory is as if it is deprived, and one new memory after another occupyes him.

After reincarnation for life, he is still the Lin Dong from Qingyang Town. He is still practicing hard to get justice for his father. However, this time, he has no more ancestral stones, but just an ordinary and persistent boy in the Lin family.

He practiced hard, trying to launch revenge on the most dazzling genius in the Lin clan.

However, this time, he no longer had the lasting endurance he had. Although he had made the Lin family the most powerful family in Qingyang Town, in the end, it was because of the leak of his hatred for Lin Langtian that completely attracted murderous intent.

Blood and fire filled the Lin family.

The inner tribe dressed in the Lin clan costume, stabbed the long sword into Liu Yan's body with a cold expression, and sprayed blood. However, she tried her best to shout at the young man who was staring at the disaster not far away and shouted shrillly: "Move, run away!"

A strong fear surged in his heart, and then he saw a slender and handsome man slowly stepping down, and blood from his relatives dripping from the long sword in his hand.

"You are the Lin Dong who wants to take revenge on me?" The handsome man stood in front of Lin Dong, and a faint sarcasm appeared on his face. The gaze was like looking down at an ant.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Lin Dong's eyes were blood red, and deep hatred surged into his heart. Then he roared and rushed towards Lin Langtian, but he only saw the cold and sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The lowly family members can't even tell the difference between the top and the bottom. Staying in this world will also defile the reputation of my Lin clan."

A sarcastic voice sounded from Lin Dong's ears, and then a sharp sword light flashed and pierced through his neck without hesitation. As the blood sprayed, he began to fall to the ground weakly. In the pool of blood, when he saw Lin Xiao, Lin Zhentian and the others kneeling not far away, and then was chopped by the sharp sword.

The heads fell down one by one, and the eyes widened were filled with despair.

His gaze began to darken, and finally disappeared with endless regret.

For a lifetime, he had no such hatred with Lin Langtian. He was extremely talented. In the end, with his own efforts, the Lin family returned to the clan, and in the end, he became the most dazzling person in the Lin clan.

Later, under his control, the Lin clan became the most powerful family in the Great Yan Dynasty, and he also became the strongest person in the Great Yan Dynasty.

However, in this life, there was no Ying Huanhuan, nor did Ling Qingzhu.

Finally, with the limit of his lifespan, he lay in the coffin in the sad and awe-inspiring eyes of countless people from the Lin clan. However, at the moment when his vision was dark, he vaguely felt that he seemed to have lost something the most important thing.

Reincarnation, life after life, is like endless, Lin Dong's consciousness is trapped in that kind of reincarnation and can no longer find his true self.

He has been glorious, humble, respected, and ridiculed. He has suffered all kinds of life.

He spent life after life like a walking corpse. Only when his life reaches the end can he feel that he still hasn't found anything, and in the same way, he has not found himself.

Later in another life, he met Ling Qingzhu, but that was just a glance. There was no erotic absurdity between the two. The latter was still a fairy who was tall and like a banished immortal, but he was one of the countless people looking up at her.

In that life, he was extremely ordinary, accomplished nothing, and eventually died of depression.

The cycle of reincarnation is turning, and I don’t know how many cycles I have experienced, but the consciousness is becoming more and more turbid in the cycle of reincarnation, as if it will sink forever.

Life after life.

In this life, he became a disciple of the Dao Sect again, and then, there, he saw a lively and pretty figure again, with the black ponytail beating gently, as if it could add countless vitality to people's hearts.

She was still the little princess in the Dao Sect, and he was a little ordinary, but among the crowd, the two of them looked at each other, as if they were trembling slightly, and an inexplicable emotion filled his heart.

He fell in love with her.

So he began to practice hard, he began to get out of ordinary things, stand out from the disciples of the Taoist sect, and as his voice became louder and louder among the disciples of the Taoist sect, the pretty eyes that quietly watched him became brighter and brighter.

They finally became the two most enviable figures in the Dao Sect.

They practice together and carry out tasks together. In life and death, their emotions surge.

The back mountain of Daozong, the bright flowers all over the mountains, when the wind blows, the faint fragrance suddenly fills the sky

Lin Dong sat cross-legged in the sea of ​​flowers, looking ahead, where the girl with a slender and soft figure was dancing lightly and sharply. Flowers gathered around her as the twisting of her waist. The girl's crisp giggle like a silver bell was like the most beautiful music in the world.

He looked at the girl softly, and at that moment, there seemed to be a feeling that was so complicated that he could not tell the difference. In the depths of that emotion, there seemed to be a heart-wrenching pain.

Before he knew it, his eyes turned red.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

A crisp sound rang in my ears with the girl's beautiful big eyes looking at him in confusion, and the black ponytail shone with some moving luster under the sunlight.

He looked at the face and suddenly reached out to grab her tenderness. He seemed to be silent for a long time. Finally, he murmured: "Marry me."

When he said this, he could feel a special emotion that seemed to have traveled through endless cycles and hit his heart heavily.

To give her happiness.

That emotion seemed to be saying this.

The girl was also startled by his sudden words, and then the pretty beauty suddenly turned red, with a shy look in her big eyes, and she nodded gently.

The entire Dao Sect permeates the joy.

As the most outstanding disciple of the Dao Sect, he was in harmony with the daughter of the head sect, which was obviously something that everyone expected.

In the new house filled with red candles, he gently lifted up the bright head curtain. He looked at the shy and charming face under the red curtain, but his eyes couldn't help but turn red again.

Then, he lowered his head in the bride's puzzled and shy look, and put the soft and heavy touch into his mouth.

That night, there was spring surging, but the girl's humming with a hint of pain contained endless happiness.

After the wedding, the two were even more inseparable. Such unyielding emotions made many people envious of the world. Being able to find the people they cherish is indeed a beautiful thing that makes people reluctant to wake up.

However, Ying Huanhuan felt that after the wedding, Lin Dong suddenly became much silent sometimes. He sat blankly on the cliff, looking at the practice of many disciples in the sect, his eyes seemed a little confused.

However, whenever this blank look was transferred to Ying Huanhuan, it would turn into a kind of warmth, but the depth of the warmth seemed to hide some emotions that dare not speak up.

"Did you hide something from me?" she finally couldn't help asking.

However, facing her question, Lin Dong smiled slightly and gently embraced her into her arms. The softness made her body and mind melt, and she no longer remembered the reason for the questioning.

"I will make you happy forever." Lin Dong buried his face in her long black and fragrant hair, and there seemed to be a murmur sound in his heart.

Time passed year after year, and before I knew it, it was three years after the wedding.

On the cliff of Daozong, Ying Huanhuan's white and slender legs swayed gently outside the cliff. Then she tilted her head slightly and looked at the young man looking at the Daozong who was beside her. The latter figure became more and more calm.

She looked at him and smiled, with a charming charming young woman.

"Dad said that according to your cultivation progress, I'm afraid you will be qualified to inherit his position in two years... At that time, will I also call you Master Lin?" she said with a playful smile.

"Then you are Mrs. Lin." Lin Dong smiled and stretched out his finger and bounced her smooth forehead, his eyes full of doting.

Ying Huan looked at him with a smile, suddenly sighed lightly, and said, "Do you have something to say to me?"

"Um?"

"Don't you think? Since our wedding, you seem to have changed a little. It's not that you have become bad, but that kind of good is too good to me... And that kind of good makes me feel that you seem to be owing something." Ying Huanhuan said slightly depressed.

"I just want you to know that you don't owe me anything. I love you... more than I love myself." Ying Huanhuan bit her red lips and said softly.

The smile on Lin Dong's face seemed to be gradually stiff at this time. He gently stroked Ying Huanhuan's cheek and murmured: "Why are you always so stupid..."

"Then do you want to tell me?" Ying Huanhuan said softly.

Lin Dong was silent. He looked at the distant place, and there seemed to be extremely complex emotions in his dark eyes. After a long time, he whispered: "Would you like to listen to me tell a story?"

"Yeah." Ying Huanhuan lit her little head.

Lin Dong smiled with a bitter smile, and then he began to tell a story. In that story, there was also a man named Lin Dong, and there was also a girl named Ying Huanhuan. Moreover, the girl also had the identity of the reincarnation of the Ice Lord, one of the ancient Eight Lords, where there was a terrible demon...

There, they gathered less and had more, but that kind of relationship was equally sincere and they did not end up being married like here.

His voice was slightly low, as if there was endless sadness surging in it.

Ying Huanhuan looked at Lin Dong at this moment, and her eyes turned red without realizing it, especially when she heard Ying Huanhuan burning her to send him into the path of the ancestors, the crystal water splashes were already flowing down her cheeks.

"She always disobeys you so much, you must be very annoyed, right?"

Huanhuan said with red eyes.

"Yes... If we can really perish together in the end, it is actually a kind of happiness. It is better than leaving the sadness to the living and endure it alone. That way... it will be really uncomfortable and painful." Lin Dong said softly.

"But some things are inevitable after all. You have to bear this sadness', but she also has to bear the pain of deceiving her beloved."

"Yes, I don't have the right to annoy her..." Lin Dong suddenly was slightly stunned and smiled, "That's just a story."

Ying Huanhuan did not answer, her big eyes just looked at him quietly, and tears couldn't stop flowing down: "Actually... we are the cycle of reincarnation in the path of the ancestors, right?"

"Are these... all fake?"

Lin Dong looked at her, then pulled her little hand and placed it in his heart, and said, "It's true, can't you feel it? Some things, even in thousands of cycles of reincarnation, cannot be changed."

"And, if this is really reincarnation, then I would rather sink into it."

"I just want to be with you now, okay?"

Ying Huanhuan gently wiped the tears on her cheeks, cried and laughed: "I suddenly became jealous of that me, what should I do?"

"I know you want to compensate me, but this is not what I want, although I know that your emotions towards me are equally true." Ying Huanhuan smiled softly: "Because I am also her. Without what you think in your heart, all this will not appear."

"And, can she burn the cycle of reincarnation for you, do you think I might let you sink into such reincarnation?"
To be continued...