who is the real hero

"Qin Xian! Help me!"

On the other end of the phone, Shen Yao's heart-piercing cries made Qin Xian's head explode with a buzzing sound.

"Don't tell anyone, I've been watching you."

According to that person's instructions, Qin Xian came to an old warehouse, blindfolded him, and then he was beaten unconscious.

When he woke up again, Qin Xian didn't know what time it was, but the moon could no longer be seen from the top window of the warehouse.

Is it late at night?

This is definitely not the previous warehouse, with a special smell of cold and dry chemicals.

Qin Xian's hands and feet were tied up, and in the shadows, countless figures stared at him.

Who is so reckless.

In the shadows, someone stood up.

Qin Xian didn't know him.

"Qin Huaizhong's son, right?"

Qin Xian: "Who are you?"

"Ha..." The man sneered, "Why, you don't even remember me?"

"Twenty years ago, if it wasn't for me, you definitely wouldn't have experienced such an interesting life."

This turned out to be the person who kidnapped him and lost him 20 years ago!

"You bastard!" The man slapped him across the face. He was wearing something sharp between his fingers. In an instant, Qin Xian's face was dripping with blood.

"That villain Qin Huaizhong! Xiaofei and I are true love, why should he snatch Xiaofei away!"

Qin Xian: "..."

"Qin Huaizhong loves you the most. You are the eldest son of the Qin family, and he didn't blame Xiaofei for losing you!"

This man is crazy.

"Why didn't they get divorced! Why!" The man punched Qin Xian several times, "You shouldn't have come into this world!"

Countless fists landed on his body, Qin Xian was covered in cuts and bruises, with no one intact.

But he clearly knew that he would not die!

He could clearly feel the healing of his body, accompanied by pain and itching.

"Heh...hehehe..." The man laughed abnormally, and pushed the group of people back, "I forgot, even if you suffer from a car accident like that, you won't die, you monster."

This person actually wanted to kill himself?

Isn't he afraid of being discovered by the Qin family and bearing the anger of the entire Qin family?

"Release it."

Qin Xian frowned, something was about to move in the darkness.

Suddenly, there was a scream.

The people who beat him up just now screamed in horror. With the sound of thumping, the whole warehouse was silent.

An old man with moles on his face stepped out of the shadows.

This old man was extremely ugly and gloomy, with sharp teeth and fresh blood.

And behind him, countless pairs of red eyes stared at Qin Xian.

Dozens of evil spirits!

"Old Immortal." The man said respectfully.

"Giggle." The old man laughed, making a creepy sound like fingernails scratching on a rusty iron plate, "My little cuties, I haven't seen such a delicious soul for a long time."

The old man looked at Qin Xian carefully, his eyes became abnormal and greedy.

"Children, go ahead, devour him and make him my strongest puppet!"

"!"

"Black and white impermanence!"

Facing the overwhelming evil spirits, Qin Xian couldn't even move.Even though he had put his mind to it, he had drawn the Yin Gathering Formation on his hand with blood, but the trace seemed to be discovered, and he couldn't summon it at all.

How to do!

The ghosts seemed to be frightened by this sound, they all stopped to look around, and finally realized that they had been tricked, so they became more angry and changed into a more terrifying form.

Qin Xian knew that his body could resist ordinary injuries, but he couldn't resist the attacks of ghosts.

Are you about to die...

The ghost gnawed on the soul, which was ten thousand times more painful than physical trauma. With the tearing of the soul, Qin Xian's consciousness gradually faded away.

In a trance, he seemed to see a person.

The man in white clothes and long hair, with an expression that could freeze people to death, looked at Qin Xian with disgust, and finally sighed, as if reaching out his hand.

who is it.

Qin Xian felt that the man's face was blurry, and he knew him clearly, but he couldn't remember it.

Splitting headache.

"I thought you hated me."

Cold and sad.

Suddenly, Qin Xian actually connected the person in front of him with Leng Mingshang.

Do I... hate you?

I've never……

never...

It has always been, since tens of thousands of years ago, it has been...

"Aren't you going to hand over your body to the deity?"

An indifferent voice sounded.

It's my own voice.

"If this continues, you will miss his life again."

That voice lingers like a nightmare, like a shadow.

"Get lost!" Qin Xian shouted, "You are already dead!"

what am i talking about.

Qin Xian didn't know.

but……

"When I ran [-] yards to Qiuming Mountain with those rich second generations, you were still memorizing the nine-nine multiplication table in kindergarten."

"Kids don't smoke."

"Snatch food from the kids?"

"The towels are in the cabinet, take them yourself."

……

"I don't have a home."

He would never see that person who, even if it was just a vague figure, would have endless sadness pouring out of his heart.

His mind was full of images and details of getting along with Leng Mingshang.

No!

"Black and white impermanence!"

Qin Xian drew an ancient and complicated formation in his mind.

This is the real appearance of Juyin Formation.

"Get out of here!"

"Bang!" The warehouse door was knocked open by the wind, and the entire warehouse was swept by a violent wind.

The ghost on Qin Xian's body screamed and merged into Qin Xian's body. With the absorption of the soul, all the wounds on his body healed as before.

Standing there was no longer the gentle and shy ordinary college student Qin Xian. His eyes were red and he exuded the breath of death.

"Welcome to the Lord..."

Black and white impermanence knelt in front of Qin Xian, their bodies trembling uncontrollably under the strong sense of oppression, not only from fear, but also from excitement.

Memories that did not belong to Qin Xian in this life flooded Qin Xian like a tide, and the people in the environment, as well as those who wanted to take his body away, were now clear.

Qin Xian was in that empty space, time was distorted, and the world he originally existed in had already passed a day and a night.

The warehouse is filled with a rotten smell, no matter whether it is a person or a ghost, there is no life at all.

"You guys go back." With a wave of Qin Xian's hand, the clothes on his body were changed. It was as black as ink, and as cold and ruthless as others.

He strode out of the warehouse, and the rising sun was a little dazzling.

How long has not seen the sun.

Qin Xian shook his head, thinking it was funny.

I obviously live in the sun.

Probably because he suddenly accepted the memory of his previous life, which caused some confusion.

He walked through this deserted warehouse, stepping into the world like an ordinary person.

The same picture is played on all the screens.

That was the person who cut his heart again and again when he was tortured day and night for tens of thousands of years in the realm of nothingness.

he has married?

How dare he!

Cold and sad!

Regardless of your last life or this life, you can only be mine!

TBC.