pain!

There was pain all over my body, from the inside out, as if my body had been cut and my soul was torn apart. The pain was unbearable and unspeakable.

Wentian gradually regained consciousness, and the first thing he felt was unbearable severe pain, as if he had been subjected to heart-breaking torture, which made him take a deep breath.

But then, he realized a serious problem. How could a person still feel pain after death? Could it be that he was not dead yet? But he shouldn't be. He clearly remembered that he had been hit by the Immortal Exterminator and Fallen God Powder. How could he not be dead?

Woolen cloth?

Wentian was extremely surprised and hurriedly opened his eyes. He suddenly found that there was a large group of people surrounding him, but most of them had a slightly mocking smile in their eyes, which puzzled him.

"Wu Ming, how are you?" A slightly anxious voice came from his ears, and then, an old man's face covered with age wrinkles appeared in his field of vision.

This was an old man with gray hair. Although his face was full of anxiety, the coldness and disdain hidden in his eyes were still caught by Wentian.

"Wu Ming, you finally woke up. In the family competition, you have to act according to your ability. You are no longer the talented person you used to be, so don't blindly show off." The old man said something that seemed to be concerned, but in fact it was not.

Full of sarcastic words.

Wentian was said to be a little confused. What is going on? Am I not at the ethereal peak of the immortal world? Also, who is Wuming?

The situation in front of him made him confused, but he was not the kind of person who would let others ridicule him, but would also obey and dare not resist. He glanced at the other party with a cold gaze, and the strongest martial arts will in his eyes had not completely dissipated.

, actually made the old man's face turn pale, and he sat down on the ground regardless of his appearance.

The old man was frightened by Wuming's cold eyes. For a moment, he actually felt that the Wuming in front of him seemed to be a wild beast that chose people to eat. This made him feel chilly in his heart. He couldn't help but wonder, could this be the case?

The boy's cultivation talent is back?

"Hehe, it's just as I expected. Waste is just waste after all. Even if you were extremely talented back then, it was just an illusion!"

"Fainting at the family competition really brings shame to the whole family. Fortunately, this is not a rite of passage. Otherwise, it would be really embarrassing and would be thrown into my grandma's house."

"Alas, the original unknown genius eventually became an unknown and unknown person just like his name."

"You must have done something bad, and that's why you provoked the wrath of the gods!"

The sarcasm coming from the surroundings was like sharp knives being continuously shot at Wentian. At this time, even if he didn't know why, he knew that these people were talking about him.

It's just that he doesn't know the situation, but it's hard for him to speak. What he needs at this time is to calm down, because his head is simply a ball of mush, it's so confusing!

Wentian struggled to get up, his dark eyes blankly scanning the surrounding peers who were mocking him one by one, as if he were a god sitting on top of a cloud, overlooking the world, with an indescribable meaning in his eyes.

He slowly moved his steps towards the outskirts of the crowd. The severe pain radiating from all parts of his body made him walk very slowly, but he straightened his back and still walked unswervingly, which made everyone around him subconsciously

made way for him.

For some reason, people felt that this waste who had fallen from the altar of genius had changed, as if he suddenly had a different soul, making them feel a familiar sense of strangeness, so much so that even the sarcastic voices gradually became quieter.

The breath stopped.

Wuming didn't pay attention to the surprised expressions of the people around him. Instead, he found a shady place with his back against a big tree and sat down. His lonely figure was incompatible with the world around him. He hugged his knees with his hands and rested his chin.

On his knees, he stared blankly in front of him.

At this time, his thoughts were already wandering and his spirit was completely dissociated.

This is the Immortal Continent, the Eastern Wasteland, Xianyang City of the Great Qin Empire, and he is the adopted son of the four major families in Xianyang City, Wuming, who is enshrined by the Shangguan family. He is only sixteen years old this year.

This is Wentian’s current identity!

In response to this, he still looked numb, but his heart was filled with horror and shock. He really did not die, but his immortal spiritual consciousness entered the nameless body of a person who had just died, and he is still immortal!

It can be said that from the moment his consciousness awakened, he was Wuming, because he actually knew all the memories of Wuming's lifetime, as if Wuming's existence existed specifically for him.

However, all of this was too bizarre, and even he, who was in charge of reincarnation in his previous life, found it unbelievable.

"A nameless, nameless person is still an orphan with unknown origins. However, this is not a bad thing for me in this life. However, this is really a dream!"

After a long time, Wentian finally accepted the fact that he was still alive, but when he thought of everything he had encountered in the world of immortals and gods, the joy in his heart that he had survived the disaster was gone.

"Di Wuxin, Time and Space, God King Palace... Since God has allowed me to survive by chance, then you just wait for me to return to the world of immortals and gods. In the last life, you killed my disciples and destroyed my orthodoxy. In this life, I

I'll let you all come back!" Wentian clenched his fists with both hands and looked angrily at the vast blue sky above his head, his eyes gradually boiling with murderous intent. If I don't avenge the 360 ​​lives of the Samsara Palace, then what will happen to them?

Can rest in peace!

"And Xin'er, I also want to find out the reason for your betrayal. I want to see what the reason was that made you betray the thousand-year relationship between you and me!"

Thinking of his enemies in the previous life, Wentian couldn't help but think of the woman he loved the most but who hurt him the most. Even now, he still doesn't understand why Xin'er betrayed him. Is the relationship between them really the same?

Worthless?

In his opinion, more than 1,200 years of life and death have become a joke!

However, compared to the betrayal, what was most difficult for him to accept was actually the tragic death of 360 innocent people in his Samsara Palace. Why were they guilty? Is it just because of the Source Stone of Martial Arts? He didn't believe it!

At this time, Wentian was somewhat glad that he was still an orphan in this life, because he knew that he was destined to experience killings and blood in this life. As an orphan, he could seek revenge without any worries. Otherwise, he would have had too many worries.

, the steps became heavier.

However, Wentian knew in his heart that his so-called happiness was actually filled with a bitter feeling that many people could not understand.

Not to mention this life, even the last life, when he was the Immortal Emperor of Samsara, he didn't even find out who his parents were. He was like someone who jumped out of a crack in a rock. Otherwise, there wouldn't be someone like Wentian.

Name.

He guessed that the mystery of his life experience was probably related to what he had experienced in the immortal world, but he didn't know what the relationship was, and this was just his guess. What was the reality?

It remains to be investigated and may not necessarily be true.

He hoped that his guess was not true, otherwise, the matter would be so big that even he would feel chilled!

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