Something's wrong with the cat in this seat

Rong Heng stood coldly by the River of Forgetfulness dressed in black, his expression was slightly impatient, this sword master had never been to the underworld, he didn't know that he had to queue up for reincarnation, he asked the little ghost who had led the way before, "How long will it take to leave?"

The little ghost shook his head sadly, "I don't even know, Mr. Zhunmingwang told you to wait for him here."

Rong Heng didn't know any quasi-Pluto, he looked at the queue of Wangchuan not far away, and consciously raised his foot and walked over.

"Rongheng"

A voice stopped him

Rong Heng turned his head, and the man who called him was standing among the flowers on the other side. He was dressed in white, and his complexion could be said to be comparable to that of Xuan Shen. The difference was that he held a black fan in his hand, and he smiled at others. Smiled, "I've been waiting for a long time, it's snowing"

Although Rong Heng doesn't know who he is, at least he can be polite, he said coldly, "Rong Heng, the single word Rong, eternal."

Ci Xue approached, there were lines on the white clothes, but the lines seemed to be alive, making it hard to see clearly, "I'm really sorry."

Rong Heng didn't understand what he was apologizing for and just said, "Life and death are fate."

Ci Xue shook her head, "It's not that simple. Like you, you are originally a star. If you are not affected, you should be able to ascend to the world, but now it is our mistake to die halfway."

Hearing that he could ascend, Rong Heng was not moved at all, "It's done, what should I do?"

Ci Xue thought for a while, and made an idea for him, "You have already died in Jietian Continent, so we can't send you back, but there is a world suitable for you, would you like to do it all over again?"

Rong Heng shook his head, he didn't know what the so-called fate of the stars was, he only cared about the way of swordsmanship "I just want to concentrate on practicing swordsmanship."

Ci Xue slapped her fan to make a decision, "So, you should like the identity of Luna Continent."

Without giving anyone a chance to refute, he moved the fan in his hand and sent him into the River of Forgetfulness, "Go, I hope I can see you in the main world in a thousand years."

Rong Heng didn't say a word, just like that, he was marked on Wangchuan Bridge, and a girl on it was holding a bowl of red soup, "When you pass this bridge, you can forget your past. How about you, would you like to forget?"

Ci Xue said behind him, "If you don't want to drink it, you don't have to drink it."

Rong Heng lowered his eyes, and finally picked up the Wangchuan river water and drank it in one gulp.

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