So What If You've Been Reborn?

This is not the first time Chen He has been injured.

In the 40 years of Xiaojie Fragmentation, there were many times when Chen He was so dizzy that he could only be carried down the mountain wall by the Taoists of the Heluo Sect.

In the predicament, I don't know when I will be able to get out, and the pill has become a limited thing. It is not a worry for my life. I can't eat one at all, so I can only endure it. Occasionally, an old man with long eyebrows will come to have a look.

In a daze, Chen Ho felt that he had returned to the Shuihuan Valley where there were endless fights.

Ji Changge held a silver bow, and asked coldly not far away: "The boy is still awake? The disciples of the Beixuan Sect are really not as good as before."

The old Taoist with long eyebrows whispered in his worried ear: "Chen He, don't worry about anything else, otherwise the old Taoist will be able to go out, and he won't be able to explain to Fellow Daoist Shi Feng!"

Daoist Tianyan was on the sidelines to comfort him: "No, elder, there is a soul after death here, let the demon... Chen He and Senior Shi Feng explain it."

Then there was the wailing sound of Tianyan being severely reprimanded by Changmei.

Noisy, too loud.

Chen He frowned subconsciously.

—He would never die in such a place!Silently leave senior brother alone in this world!

There seemed to be flames burning in the chest and abdomen, and the scalding force spread to the limbs and bones. The suffocated true essence finally circulated smoothly, and the spiritual energy slowly penetrated into the lungs, clearing the inside and outside.

Chen Ho looked at the memory in the mirage bead before slowly opening his eyes.

The decoration of the cherry red curtains everywhere is obviously still the Xiangquan courtyard.

Chen He was lying on a hard bamboo couch, his clothes were still damaged when he was attacked that day, only his shoulder was roughly bandaged, and he didn't even apply medicine.

Chen He turned over and sat up, untied the white cloth on the wound, looked at the hideous marks, and confirmed that there was no serious problem, then wrapped the white cloth back hastily.

He felt noisy in his half-dream and half-awake because of two people not far away.

Mrs. Liang and the owner of Feiqiong Island were sitting together in front of the phoenix-headed harp—it was truly indescribably graceful and beautiful.The woman with a radiant face rested her head on the shoulder of a man in a white dress with a jade face, and fiddled with the strings of the qin with her bare hands. What a couple of gods and immortals.

"..."

If Mrs. Liang hadn't played the harp to make teeth-sickening noises, then the scene of the sun being light and the wind blowing the petals onto the smooth white marble floor tiles could still be called a picture scroll, the beauty is better than the fleeting years, and I can only envy it. Mandarin ducks do not envy immortals.

Konghou has 22 strings of different lengths.

The posture of playing konghou is like holding the crescent-shaped body of the piano in your arms, using both hands together, and the vibrato is endless.Mrs. Liang can speak indiscriminately, intermittently, making a hoarse and noisy voice.

Chen Ho's forehead twitched, but he could only endure it.

He is in someone else's territory, and he has been offered a helping hand and taking him in for a while, even though to Mrs. Liang, it is nothing more than a small effort, and Chen Ho has no way to hint that the string is so bad that it can wake up the dead.

What's more, the two of them were sitting next to each other intimately, without any barriers, and the tranquility and leisure that could not tolerate any foreign objects made Chen He startled.

In the future, if he can also be with his senior brother, playing chess, watching flowers, listening to the piano...

With a broken sound, Chen Ho regained consciousness in an instant.

Mrs. Liang withdrew her hand, with a sullen expression on her face, and the always silent Master Feiqiong glanced at her, raised his hand and gently stroked the strings, and the melodious sound of the strings flowed out from his fingertips like spring water.

The konghou stands upright and is as tall as a person.

It is shaped like a bowed back, and rows of wreaths wrapped with gold threads hang from the end of the curved wood, half of which float in front of Feiqiong Island's master's knee.

He didn't look at it, and twirled the strings unhurriedly. These hands may not be as graceful and seductive as Mrs. Liang's, but what he plucks is the real sound of nature, which can circle the beam for three days and resonate with the tide.

Chen Ho is not proficient in music theory, he can't even hear any notes correctly.

As a cultivator who seeks the Tao, he can always figure out a thing or two in everything, so the monks can say a few words about the artistic conception of the sound of the piano.

Hearing the xiange, he knows the elegant meaning, and the master of Feiqiong Island can play such a harp, and this clear and calm state of mind is also rare in the world.

Such a person, I am afraid that the ascension is not far away.

——Even if you can't ascend, there's probably nothing you can't see or let go.

Being able to live to such an extent is in itself something worthy of the envy of many people. He is powerful, leisurely in the East China Sea, and has a beautiful family by his side.

Chen He had a weird look on his face, but he quickly covered it up.

He listened to the konghou for half an hour in silence, and he stood up only after Feiqiong Island Master stopped. He didn't approach the two of them, and only bowed his hands from a distance: "Thank you for your help, seniors."

Mrs. Liang smiled lightly: "I didn't save you, I just didn't like Yuanlou."

Chen He was silent.

Mrs. Liang suddenly felt bored: "You are so young, why do you look like this, you are not curious at all, why Donghai Yuanlou came to kill you!"

She has an extremely beautiful appearance, and she is not as well-behaved as ordinary women.

The legs straightened at will, and the bare feet stepped on the ground without any scruples, rubbing against the body of the harp, and even maliciously stepping on the corner of Feiqiong Island Lord's robe. Treat it as a pleasure.

In these days, if a mortal woman is looked at by someone other than her husband, she will probably have to seek death or life.

At first, Chen He wanted to know what the island master Feiqiong was looking for in this spider beauty, but after thinking about it, Zi Feiyu knew the joy of the fish, even though he was full of doubts, he just disappeared when he saw the two people together.

There is too much love that the world can't understand, and they feel safe and secure, and others can't care about it.

"You have been in a coma for four days, and I have already found out your origin."

Liang Yange traveled all over the world in order to find qualified mortals to fill the annual auction. When he came back this time, he brought back news from the cultivation world in the Central Plains.

There was a fire in the stone in Yunzhou.

Venerable Huanjian in the capital died suddenly, and the magic way was in chaos.

The blood demon Shi Feng reappeared in the world and competed for power with Venerable Guiming in Yuzhou. It is said that Shi Feng brought a junior with him this time.

"...my subordinate said that the blood demon's junior is sexually attractive, and he was greedy for a mermaid from the East China Sea sent by the demon cultivator, which made the blood demon dissatisfied. !" Mrs. Liang kept laughing, looked Chen He up and down again, and pulled off the sleeve of Lord Fei Qiong to wipe away the tears from laughter: "This kid... Yuanyang has not been lost! The rumors are too outrageous."

Chen Ho felt two icy eyes fixed on him.

In Liangyang Pavilion, the owner of Feiqiong Island looked at him in a strange way.

Chen He couldn't figure out the clue, so he simply remained silent.

"I heard that your master, Nan Hongzi of Beixuan School, was born as a mortal general, and was very handsome when he was young." Mrs. Liang came over and said frivolously. She didn't make any moves, but just looked at Chen He without hesitation.

Women in the world, even female cultivators, seldom look at people so directly.

——Usually, only Deng Tuzi looked at women from good families like this.

"Your senior brother, Shi Feng, is also a rare handsome man. I didn't believe it at first, but seeing your appearance, I believed it." Mrs. Liang finished speaking with a smile, and turned around again, as if she couldn't feel the owner of Feiqiong Island at all. Like a cold breath all over her body, she casually reached out to tug at his long snow-white hair, and touched his face, having a great time.

Island Master Feiqiong remained motionless as if he didn't feel anything.

"..."

The subtle meaning in Chen He's eyes could no longer be concealed. He faced Feiqiong Island Master's cold gaze and said, "This is indeed Chen He of the Beixuan School, Liang Island Master..."

Mrs. Liang laughed when she heard that.

She laughed unscrupulously, she didn't need to cover her mouth with her sleeves, just raised her head and laughed.

Finally, there was such a slight change in Feiqiong Island Master's expression, he frowned.

"My Taoist companion is Shen Yubai, the owner of Feiqiong Island in the East China Sea, and his surname is not Liang." Mrs. Liang was overjoyed.

Chen He was dumbfounded.

Since it is called Mrs. Liang, it is natural that her husband's family name is Liang.

Mrs. Liang pinched a pearl in her hair, and said lazily: "I know what you are thinking. If men and women in this world are destined to marry, why do you want a woman to change her surname? I won't be Mrs. Shen."

She leaned close to Shen Yubai's ear, and blew maliciously: "Isn't that right, my Mr. Liang, you are my... person."

"..."

Island Master Feiqiong looked at her and nodded.

Madam Liang was satisfied, she casually pulled an embroidered pillow from the Hu bed and leaned on it comfortably, without speaking again.

"You saw Ayan's real body." Shen Yubai stared at Chen He, his voice was extremely cold.

Even Chen He was silent for a few breaths before realizing who Feiqiong Island Master was talking about Ayan.

Dare Mrs. Liang's name be Liang Yan?

This... this spider is really eclectic, and even its name is revealed for people to shout. There is no taboo for a long time. The demon cultivator takes the shape of a human, and he likes to learn how to do things in the world, so as not to be called a monkey.Mrs. Liang can do whatever she wants, and do whatever she wants.

"It's a coincidence. I can swear by my demon that I won't reveal anything." Chen Ho said unhurriedly.

Ordinary monks are afraid of being killed by Shen Yubo at this time, and they probably will be shaking like chaff.

Mrs. Liang's eyes became more interesting, and the owner of Feiqiong Island also had a look of inquiry. He shook his head slightly: "That's not necessary. What can I say, and who can I say to? If you don't even understand this, what are you doing alive? Are you Smart man, I'm not worried."

Before Chen He could answer, Shen Yubo's eyes were stern, and he said word by word: "Ayan didn't hand you over to Yuanlou, it's because she likes to have fun by nature, it's interesting to see you. I would like to save you, and even send you to Yuanlou. Yuzhou, it's because you are useful to me."

"Oh, it's not just the island owner, why do you need help?" Chen He lowered his eyes, suppressing the killing intent that emerged.

Shen Yubai smiled coldly: "I have no interest in Beixuan secret treasures, and Ayan and I don't need those things. Whether you believe it or not, it's up to you. I just want to know, how much you have done in the past 18 years?" Have you ever felt that there is something abnormal about the people and things around you? Just want to ask you, have you ever woke up and felt that something happened again, but you can’t tell what’s wrong? "

Chen Ho froze, slightly embarrassed.

It is impossible to answer such a question to a person who has lost his memory all year round.

"I'm not..." Chen He slowly shook his head, "I don't know where Master Shen said this."

Shen Yubai's gaze was so sharp that it almost turned into substance. He stared at Chen He firmly: "I know you are not eighteen... How can I be wrong about your bone age? A late Jindan cultivator who is under 60 years old can also be called a The talent is amazing, but why were you born 18 years ago, and who erased the 40 years in between?"

Chen He was about to answer that it was the fragments of the small world, but when he saw Shen Yubai's appearance, he suddenly had a strange thought in his heart: "Island Master is saying that someone suddenly found himself back decades ago? People, but find that everything in the world is still as it was when I was young, other people are not old, many things have not happened, except for my vain age, everything else is stuck in decades ago?"

Chen He couldn't help being distracted: "How could such a thing happen? The younger generation was trapped in the fragments of the small world, and spent 40 years in vain. And who is it that Island Master Shen told me?"

Island Master Feiqiong was silent for a while, and then he spoke under Mrs. Liang's worried eyes: "It's me."

The author has something to say: Shen Yubo is not a reborn person, he is just a person who finds everything around him to be problematic.