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Chapter 3029: Admiring Cyclaena

 Compared to the illegal fight when Ye Xiaochuan and Mu Xiaoshan met, the scene when Nangong Bat met Yang Fengxian's soul was much more harmonious.

What Nangong Bat entered was not a wasteland, but a high mountain.

That mountain is really high, several times higher than the tallest mountain in Kunlun Fairyland that Nangong Bat has seen in his life.

The sea of ​​clouds beneath our feet was rolling and surging, one layer after another. This sky-high peak seemed to have penetrated at least nine layers of the sea of ​​clouds, which was staggering.

In addition to this mountain, there are endless peaks all around. I don’t know how many there are. In front of Nangong Bat, stood a woman wearing strange clothes, colorful clothes, and a hair on her head.

Wearing a very weird-looking cloth hat, the cloth hat is very big, as if it is made of cloth strips wrapped in circles. It feels like a woman's

It looks like there is a big colorful cutting board on his head.

This woman in strange clothes looks exactly like the mysterious woman without clothes in the bronze coffin, and has no resemblance to Nangong Bat.

If there is any similarity, perhaps it is that their eyes are as bright as the most beautiful gems.

Nangong Bat has no intention of admiring this rare beauty of mountains and rivers.

She looked at the woman in front of her and said, "Are you Yang Fengxian, the disciple of the Beast God Lan Ling'er? My previous life?"

The woman shook her head and said slowly: "You are mistaken. I am Yang Fengxian, and I am not Yang Fengxian. You are Yang Fengxian's descendant, and you are not either."

Nangong Bat was a little puzzled.

Yang Fengxian said: "The past and present lives, the six reincarnations, refer to the three souls and seven souls. And I am not Yang Fengxian's soul, I am the consciousness of the soul left behind by her before she died. It can be regarded as Yang Fengxian, but it is not complete.

of.

The descendant of Yang Fengxian's soul is Alyssa, and your previous life was also Alyssa. To be precise, you are Yang Fengxian's third life. So both you and Alyssa can have telepathy here."

After all, Nangong Bat used to be a nun of the Tiannv Division. She is well-informed and knows the difference between souls, souls, and spirits very clearly.

She also understood what kind of existence Yang Fengxian was in front of her.

At the same time, I also figured out that I was indeed the resentful woman recorded in the stone tablet.

The second moon that coexists with Yun Qiyou and competes with the sun and moon for the glory.

The third thing she wanted to understand was why the Seven Generations of Resentments were reincarnations of three lives and seven lives.

The seventh generation refers to the seventh generation passed down by Zhu Xiaomei.

Sansheng refers to Yang Fengxian's lineage.

The two short-lived enemies came together to form a feud that was deduced by the old man Samsara at the cost of his life.

Yang Fengxian was very cold, and seemed to have a chilling air from inside to outside. This aura made Nangong Bat feel very uncomfortable.

Yang Fengxian glanced at her and said, "Don't you have anything to ask me?"

Nangong Bat looked around and said, "What is this place?"

Yang Fengxian was speechless.

She thought Nangong Bat would ask something about the Seventh Generation of Grudges, but she didn't expect that she would ask about where this place was.

Yang Fengxian was silent for a long time and said: "My hometown is the one hundred thousand mountains in southern Xinjiang. This peak is the tallest in the Three Realms, Wushan Mountain in the deep south of Xinjiang."

Nangong Bat suddenly realized and said: "No wonder your clothes are so weird. It turns out you are from the southern border of the human world." Yang Fengxian said calmly: "Yes, there are four major shaman tribes in the southern border: black, white, mountain and spirit. I am from

I am from the spirit witch lineage. My real name is Yang Xiankena. When I was young, I had a fairy tale. I was favored by the beast god and was accepted as a registered disciple. My master gave me a Han name.

The name is Yang Fengxian. Later, due to this immortal fate, he became an important chess piece in the game between the Wood God and the Lord of Heaven for seven generations. He was destined to be married to Mu Xiaoshan, the son of the Wood God. Unfortunately, fate played a trick on people.

When Xiaoshan and I were about to achieve enlightenment, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Pool in the Underworld was reversed. In order to save the so-called common people in the three realms, the Wood God actually gave up his son's lifelong happiness, ending the game of seven generations of enemies, and let me

It is separated from the hill by the end of the world.

No one can understand my love for Xiao Shan, so I beg Heaven day and night to let Xiao Shan return to me. For Xiao Shan, I am willing to pay any price. After I prayed hard for six years, Heaven is really moved.

My sincerity has sent me to Kunlun Wonderland, where I will be buried together with Xiaoshan. After three lives of reincarnation, I will be with Xiaoshan forever and never be separated again. Xiaoshan only belongs to me, Yang Fengxian.

I only belong to Xiaoshan alone. Life after life, endless reincarnation, even if millions or tens of millions of years pass by, we only belong to each other."

Yang Fengxian's voice was cold and chilling.

It can be seen that she is a very possessive person. Therefore, even if she got her wish and was buried together with Mu Xiaoshan, she was still not satisfied. She took off her clothes and Mu Xiaoshan's and used a secret method to make her body and Mu Xiaoshan's.

The body merges into one and tightly grasps Mu Xiaoshan's dragon.

Positive.

What she wants is not just to sleep together for the rest of her life, but for life after life. No matter how many times she is reincarnated, Mu Xiaoshan will only belong to him.

Nangong Bat felt a little chill in his heart when he heard Yang Fengxian's cold and decisive words.

She finally mentioned how terrible the resentful girl is.

After so many years, Yang Fengxian's resentment towards the Wood God and his hatred for all living beings in the three realms have not diminished at all.

In Yang Fengxian's heart, it was the fault of all living beings in the three realms and the fault of the Wood God.

If the Wood God had not saved all sentient beings in the three realms, the game between the seven generations of enemies would not have ended.

It was the Wood God and the sentient beings in the three realms who ruined her and Mu Xiaoshan's life.

When Yang Fengxian saw that Nangong Bat was silent, he sneered and said, "Are you afraid?"

Nangong Bat said: "Yes. You looked terrible just now."

Yang Fengxian laughed loudly, but the laughter was as unpleasant as a hungry ghost chewing bones.

She said: "Now we have been reincarnated into the last life of seven generations of enemies. You are my third life. Your fate has long been determined by the sky. It is useless for you to be afraid. You can only face your own fate."

Nangong Bat remained silent.

Suddenly, Yang Fengxian was asked a very unexpected question.

She asked: "Who is the girl?"

Yang Fengxian said: "What?"

Nangong Bat said: "Girl, the person who solved the mystery of Tianxin a few years earlier than Alyssa. Who is she?"

Yang Fengxian thought for a while and said: "I remembered that when Alyssa came in, she did say the name of the girl. However, she is just an outsider, so there is nothing to worry about."

Nangong Bat said: "An outsider? Can an outsider inherit the wings of the devil?" Yang Fengxian said word for word: "Anything can be calculated accurately through deduction. Only people can never be calculated accurately. The resentment of seven generations

Couples are entangled in the fate of seven generations, so there is nothing surprising about the appearance of one or two unexpected characters. What's more, what she inherited should be the power of Sister Xiaoshan, not the power of the seven generations of enemies."


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