I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

The beauty of the woman is not so beautiful, but the air of the book adds a lot to her.

Seeing Jiang Lin and Fang copying her skirt, the woman kneeling in front of the tombstone slowly got up, put the book in front of her, and bowed her body.

Jiang Lin and Fang's copy skirt is naturally also a gift in return.

"Are these two friends of Xiao Leng?" Seeing Jiang Lin and Fang copy the skirt, the woman smiled gently, as if she was happy to have a friend to pay homage to him.

"A good friend is not a good friend, strictly speaking." Jiang Lin pointed his finger at the room beside him, "Strictly speaking, my buddy and the owner of the tombstone behind you are enemies."

Fang copied skirt: "......"

The woman looked at Fang Chao's skirt with a bit of surprise, looked carefully, and then smiled: "The son should be Fang Chu Jianxian."

"Madam knows me?"

Fang Chaoqun was a little surprised, Fang Chaoqun didn't have any impression of her, and the woman in front of her had no spiritual fluctuations at all, she was obviously a mortal.

How can a mortal know himself thousands of years ago.

"My concubine's name is Qin Ai. Thousands of years ago, she was also a monk. She is a mortal in this life, but she retains a little memory." The woman named Qin Ai smiled.

Although the woman said it was light, Jiang Lin and Fang Chaoqun were surprised.

Keeping the memories of past lives means knowing it by birth.

It is said to be light, but the difficulty is extremely difficult.

Seeing the doubts of the two Jiang Lin, Qin Ai explained with a smile: "Thousands of years ago, my concubine was a disciple of the Six Dao Sect, but now the sect has disappeared."

"Six Dao Sect Secret Method, Six Dao Sheng." Fang Chu looked at Qin Ai, "You gave up your cultivation of the five realms, and even cut off the opportunity to prove the Dao in the future, and became a mortal, so that every time you reincarnated, you can live. And know it."

"Fang Gongzi said exactly."

"For him?"

Fang Chu looked at the transparent man's soul behind her, he still closed his eyes and sat cross-legged.

Qin Ai turned around, but couldn't see anything: "Yes, for him..."

"At that time, although my concubine was in a jade state, his lifespan was already limited, and he was unable to accompany him, and he was still reluctant to reincarnate. If this is the case, then I would abandon my cultivation base and reincarnate a hundred times, and wait for him. ."

"I killed him, why didn't you ask me for revenge?"

Fang Chaoqun looked at Qin Ai suspiciously.

At that time, Fang copied the skirt to save his life, but his cultivation was lost and his realm was shattered. If Qin Ai wanted him to avenge him, he could pinch to death with a single finger.

Qin Ai shook his head: "It was Xiao Leng who did the wrong thing first, and threatened me with my sister. What qualifications do I have to take revenge?"

Fang Chaoqun didn't say anything, just looking at Qin Ai, while Jiang Lin stood there again, waiting for Fang Chaoqun's response.

"Can we commemorate him alone?"

After a long time, Fang Chaoqin sighed and said.

Qin Ai nodded silently, picked up the empty basket, and turned to leave.

In front of the tombstone, only Jiang Lin and Fang Chaoqun were left.

Take out a jug of wine from the storage bag, spread half of the skirt in front of the stele, and sit on the ground: "She is a very nice girl, you are not worthy of her."

In front of the monument, the soul slowly opened his eyes and looked at Fang Chao's skirt.

Jiang Lin was a little surprised, unexpectedly this person's eyes were so thorough?

"Yes, I am not good enough for her." Soul said slowly.

The soul is named Lengshi. Thousands of years ago, he threatened Fang Chu and died under his sword. The ghost of the Yupu realm has experienced abundance of anger in Longming Academy for thousands of years, but it still hasn't dissipated.

Fang Chaoqun raised his head and took a sip: "You are not worthy of being a scholar if you threaten a weak woman."

"A scholar?" Leng Shi smiled and looked at Fang Chaoqun, "I never thought that I was a scholar. I never regretted what happened that night."

Fang Chaoqun looked at him coldly: "Since I have never regretted it, how can my obsession remain because I want to kill me for revenge?"

Listening to Fang's skirt, Shi Leng lowered his head and stretched out his hand. The half jug of wine poured in front of the stele gathered in his palm. He raised his head and drank it, and he was a little crazy:

"She...your sister, how is it?" Leng Shi said in a low voice.

"Dead." Fang Chaoqun took another sip and wiped his mouth. "After killing you, the Confucian Academy will kill me for colluding with the demon king and killing the same clan. She has pity on her kneeling in front of your academy. For more than ten days, she finally solved her own troops and exchanged her life for her life."

Leng Shi still lowered his head, and his clear eyes were already muddy, even a little lost.

"She...little love her...never told me."

"If I tell you, in the past few thousand years, you are afraid that you have become a ghost, washed away by the aura of awe."

Fangchao's skirt gave him a white look.

"A few days ago, I had a fight with your teacher. Afterwards, he told me that your soul is still there. You, like a scum who hijacks the weak, still have obsessions. You didn't even kill me. Interesting."

Leng Shi still didn't speak, just drinking wine.

"Leng Shi, I ask you, if you were given another chance, what would you do?" Fang Chaoqun looked at him indifferently.

Leng Shi also looked directly into his eyes: "If you give me another chance, I will do it again!"

Leng Shi's eyes were full of determination: "I definitely can't let a sword repairman in the fairyland rebel out of Haoran, and let Haoran have another powerful enemy! I would not even want to leave! If I could kill it at that time You ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ even if you let me enter the eighteenth **** of the Buddhist school, I am willing!"

Leng Shi looked at Fang Chaoqun coldly, and Fang Chaoqun looked at him coldly.

After a long time, Fang Chao skirt stood up slowly, put down the wine jar, turned and left: "I found the reincarnation of compassion, and compassion is alive and well now. Get out of here, don't show up in front of me in the next life!"

Seeing Fangchaoqun's departure, Leng Shi still wanted to say something, but he still froze in place, and stopped talking.

After they left, Qin Ai came back and sorted out the eating and drinking altar in front of his monument.

"Let's go, I'll be fine, I will find you, no matter how many lives have passed."

Qin Ai's eyes were soft, and she spoke slowly.

Leng Shi wanted to touch her, but he withdrew his hand and walked away.

Longming Academy, wise men and gentlemen, all raised their heads and looked at the mountain with only one tombstone.

In a courtyard, the girl who was waiting for her brother to come back bored through the books, but a man did not know when to stand in front of her.

"Sorry."

The man was facing her and bowed deeply.

If she felt something, the girl raised her head, looked towards the empty front, just smiled softly.

The man also smiled, turning into wisps of spring breeze.

On this day, the spring breeze of Longming Academy was blowing, and the scholars had thousands of scriptures in the hands of a sage, turning the pages gently.

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[Thanks to the "Nan Xunyuan" local tyrant for the reward of 10,000 starting coins

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