On the broken bridge, there was a figure like ink, with facial features and body shapes, but black water was emitting all over his body, but Su Yan could feel that he was looking at himself.

For such a long time, he has always been alone. He dares to bet that he has never seen anyone on the bridge before. Who is he? When did he appear?

Su Yan quickly left the Moshui River. The old spring milk here will be checked later. He looked at the shadow and slowly walked up to the Broken Bridge. The Moshui Man also slowly turned around.

"Who are you?" Su Yan stopped and asked.

The figure was covered in dark water. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Su Yan staggered in an instant, as if something in his body had been poached directly.

He staggered and quickly held the handrail, covered his chest, and watched a square black cube coming out of his body, slowly floating on the man's hand.

It was the system, and he actually took the system off his body directly. Su Yan looked at the Rubik's Cube in the man's hand in disbelief, his face full of horror and his mind roared. Sure enough, he could no longer sense the existence of the system.

"You, who are you? What's going on with this system?" Su Yan felt extremely weak all over his body, but he couldn't help asking. He knew that this ink man definitely knew everything about him.

The ink figure did not answer anything Su Yan said, but lowered his head and kept looking at the Rubik's Cube. Finally, with a light push, the Rubik's Cube returned and sank into Su Yan's body, and everything was extremely skillful.

"Tell me who I am, this system will not appear on me for no reason, right? Who are you, why can you remove the system? Is this system a mess?" Su Yan yelled quickly.

The ink figure never said a word from beginning to end, but turned around, turned his back to him, and came to the edge of the broken bridge. With a wave of his hand, the ink world, which originally had only two colors of black and white, suddenly appeared other colors, which was a picture.

Su Yan looked over in a daze.

It seemed to be three people running away. The middle-aged man in the head was wearing white clothes, but was dyed red by blood. In his arms, he was holding a woman in red with her head hanging down. While running, he looked at the woman from time to time, with despair.

Around him, there were two old men, one Su Yan knew, who was the old madman, Hefeng, but he looked younger, while the other was wearing strong clothes, but only one arm was left. The two of them were dodging various attacks from behind from time to time.

They all have black divine patterns on their faces!

Who is behind them? I can't see clearly, and only many small black dots are constantly approaching.

Until the next moment, the three of them stopped, with a look of surprise, because in front of them, there was a man in a robe and a hat, and the man seemed to have said something to the three of them.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, then turned his head and looked at the chasing person who was constantly approaching behind him. He gritted his teeth and nodded, handed the woman in his arms to the man in the hat, and took a Rubik's Cube from him.

The three of them left without looking back, and the woman in red with her hat gradually disappeared.

The picture came to an abrupt end at this moment, and the ink man slowly turned around to look at Su Yan. Su Yan was silent and finally raised his head slowly.

"Is that person me?"

The man in Moshui nodded rarely. Su Yan immediately smiled and sat on the bridge: "It's really nonsense and bloody. It turns out that people really have a story about their previous life, and it happened to me. Do you know? Since I found out that something was wrong with me, I was thinking, who am I, I am from the Immortal Clan or the God Clan?

Or is it a family's abandoned child, or a test piece, as in the novel? Because the old madman said that the experiment was successful, or it was just a simple halo of the protagonist, which allowed me to have the system.

There is a little difference between my thoughts, but I was still being chased. I have seen such a powerful person. Any ancestor who can slaughter this starry sky can kill two. Judging from what he was like just now, it seems that he was following me in his previous life. Then I should be very awesome."

Su Yan said mockingly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter that was irrelevant. In the quiet world of ink and wash, only Su Yan was speaking, as if he was seeking verification, as if he was talking to himself.

"That girl is called Yaxin. I seem to have seen it before, but I can't see her face clearly. Is it my wife in my previous life or my sister or something? Well, it should be my wife. I remember that she was wearing wedding clothes and fell in my arms. If I could be attracted by me in my previous life, it must be a beauty who is at the level of beauty, right?" Shuimaren shook her head gently again.

Su Yan leaned his head directly on the steps, looked at the gray sky, and suddenly breathed a long sigh: "It's so boring, I'm chasing after chasing it. So that's what happened. I'm really awesome. You think, are you born to be a wife? Look, Xiao Xia on Earth, I just fell in love, and let a girl wait for me for so long.

As a ghost servant, Hai Qing and Ning Qingwan, which one of them almost died for me, was even worse in the past life. Lao Jia asked, the person who gave me the Rubik's Cube was still alive, I really want to find him," Su Yan asked the ink man with his head in his mind.

The ink painting man seemed to have only one movement of shaking his head, but more of it was like a video that was left here, waiting for Su Yan to open and tell him the truth.

Su Yan stopped talking. Because the system left just now, his whole person had already returned to his original appearance. The black divine patterns on his forehead began to emerge. With a wave of his hand, the blood-colored sword stored in the warehouse appeared.

It was this sharp blade that was stained with his own blood that was used by Hefeng to kill two ancestors. In the portrait just now, he saw that the knife he carried in his previous life was just black, the same color as the color that was inserted into the old madman's abdomen.

Gently touching the blood knife in his hand, Su Yan couldn't tell whether it was a sword or a knife. This was the first time he had been held in the palm of his hand. At this moment, the blood knife was buzzing, constantly giving Su Yan a familiar feeling, which was a familiarity that was integrated into his mind.

"What's my name?"

The ink painting man was silent, and slowly a line of words appeared in front of Su Yan. Looking at the words, his former name, Su Yan laughed at himself and sighed to the sky.

“It’s really boring—”

The color of this ink and wash land began to slowly fade, and everything seemed to be just an illusion, slowly melted, swallowed, and dissipated.

Su Yan was in the depths of the starry sky and slowly turned his head to look at the other side of the broken bridge. There were more than a dozen huge pillars standing like natural barriers, like sewers, blocking the depth of darkness outside.

Everything is to nothingness until it disappears,

Su Yan put away his long sword and looked at the quiet starry sky. He didn't know where it was. His throat moved and he spit out a saliva, and then slowly stood up.
Chapter completed!