Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Longchi Mountain, Lingchi.

The mist is curling and unpredictable, but it is confined within a radius and becomes a spectacle.

The sky is full of stars, and there is a dragon with thick arms wandering, rolling up the wind and clouds, and the trees swaying.

By the Lingchi, two figures stood.

Mo Qinglian sat in a cheongsam, and her cold face became more enchanting in the moonlight.

"The 15 billion, except for the Tianhai Hotel, is left with splendor in the name of Qin Changqing." Qin Xuan's words echoed gently in this fairyland-like mountain.

Mo Qinglian nodded slightly, her beautiful eyes wondering what she was thinking.

"Every time I want to touch you, I find that you are getting further and further away from me!" Mo Qinglian's voice sounded slightly after a few seconds of silence.

There was a bit of bitterness at the corner of her mouth, she was the sweetheart of heaven.

Looking at China, no one has ever brought her this feeling.

Look up!

At the banquet tonight, Qin Xuan alone suppressed the Shen family, which is not so incredible in Mo Qinglian's heart. But just because she saw it with her own eyes, she felt the gap that could not be bridged.

She is now a master, and she will be able to enter the innate in 30 years, and she is a peerless talent.

But even if it was innate, in front of Qin Xuan, it was nothing but a flip.

Ridiculous?

Mo Qinglian laughed at herself a little. Her fingers trembled slightly, as if she wanted to hold Qin Xuan's arm, but stopped.

Qin Xuan was silent, he smiled suddenly, picking his fingers slightly.

Suddenly, the edge passed by, and a piece of cheongsam under Mo Qinglian fell with the wind, and fell into Qin Xuan's hands by some kind of traction.

Mo Qinglian's eyes widened suddenly, and her straight legs closed involuntarily.

The cheongsam cut off by Qin Xuan was not big, it was the size of two slaps, and it didn't reveal her.

But what surprised Mo Qinglian was Qin Xuan's actions. He didn't know what Qin Xuan was going to do.

Qin Xuan broke a branch, and then he looked at Lingchi.

In the Lingchi, all the feelings of Bengyan Lingling emerged, and a burst of ink was sprayed out of his mouth.

Qin Xuan uses tree branches as his pen and writes with spirit ink.

Fingers and running water wrote on that piece of cheongsam, and within a few breaths, the blank piece of cheongsam was covered with words.

Qin Xuan stopped until the last word stagnated, and handed this piece of cheongsam to Mo Qinglian's hand.

"Mortals say destiny, manpower must not violate!"

"But the sky can only pave the road, but it is not doomed. There are endless roads in the world, and the end of each road will be a different scenery."

Qin Xuan turned around, facing Lingchi and Mo Qinglian with his back, but the voice came out unhurriedly.

"Which way you will go, how many difficulties you will encounter, and how many calamities you will experience, no one knows except yourself."

"Only when someone is dead, will they know what their fate is!"

"I didn't want to change my fate. Since you insist, I will give you pointers, whether it is a blessing or a curse, only you know!"

Qin Xuan stepped out gently, stepping on the green grass, making a rustle.

Since his rebirth, he has only changed the fate of the two of them. One is Xiao Wu, who gave it to the Buddhist scriptures, and the other is Mo Qinglian.

People are immortal and life is hard to live.

As he said, he just opened a new path for the two of them, but on this road, how they walked, who they would encounter, what kind of catastrophe they would experience, and what pain they would endure were none of these. He could predict.

Mo Qinglian looked at the piece of cheongsam in her hand, and at the three characters on it that were like a pen sharp like a dragon, completely stunned.

"Ancient Bing Jue"

She didn't know what these three words meant, or what the exercise technique of this volume was like a heavenly book. But she suddenly had a feeling, a kind of throbbing in her heart.

After tonight, her fate will be different!

At the foot of Longchi Mountain, Qin Xuan watched the neon flashing in the distance, and there were busy traffic.

I sighed leisurely, but I don't know when this sigh will fall.

After that, Qin Xuan smiled softly. He didn't want to change his fate, but if he wanted to change, how could God help me?

...

On the campus of Ling University, the night was still not peaceful.

The school girl Wu Yuer's affairs were still fermenting, and with Mo Qinglian's slap, it was enough to crush the appearance of all the girls in Lingda and completely tore Wu Yuer's lies.

Even, soon someone found the ip of the person who Qin Xuan confessed on the forum, and even broke a screenshot. At this time, the campus of Ling University discovered that the rumor maker was actually Li Yan!

This news completely caused the whole mausoleum to boil.

If the rumors were Li Yan, then what about this matter? Li Yan is Wu Yuer's roommate!

Some people also posted posts, and the people who had been in the cafe before will say what they heard in the cafe. Originally, some of them were unwilling to provoke disputes, and some even said that no one believed them, but now, no one does not believe them.

All the spearheads were directed at Wu Yu'er and Li Yan. Even in the early morning of the next morning, the Academic Affairs Office called Wu Yu'er over, and the whole school was notified of punishment at noon.

Suddenly, when countless Ling Da boys realized that the goddess in their eyes was actually a scheming bitch, the image of the goddess completely collapsed, the reputation of the school girl was completely ruined, and Li Yan was notorious.

There was even more scolding on the forum, and even foul language was not a minority.

Even Wu Yuer's bedroom door was knocked on by some girls who usually looked at them unpleasant or had been bullied by them. Fortunately, the school was stopped in time.

However, after the Academic Affairs Office came out, Ling University students discovered that they seemed to be unable to find Wu Yuer on the campus of Ling University.

In a classroom of the school, there are only a dozen people sitting bored in the huge classroom.

In one corner, Yang Ming exclaimed excitedly: "Boss, your trick is too cruel!"

Huang Wendi smiled nonchalantly, with a hint of joy in his heart.

Yang Wei even gave a thumbs up and praised, "Nubi!"

As the person involved, Qin Xuan's face was calm.

"I said third brother, don't you feel relieved?" Yang Ming noticed Qin Xuan's unusually calm appearance, and his smile stiffened slightly.

Emperor Huang Wen couldn't help but look at Qin Xuan, feeling that Qin Xuan's calm was also a little confused.

The ip was found out by Huang Wendi's friends, and they also broke it out. Now Wu Yu'er is completely ruined.

They all felt relieved and refreshed, but it was Qin Xuan's expression that made them wonder whether what they were doing was right or wrong.

Qin Xuan smiled, "I didn't put it in my eyes. How can I talk about getting angry? Since I'm not angry, how can I feel relieved?"

"..."

The three of Huang Wendi nodded slightly as they listened.

It felt like it made sense, and soon they reacted.

Yang Wei first raised his fingers and said, "You have a good hand!"

"Success and fraud, admire it!"

"Brother, it seems we can't play together!"

Qin Xuan smiled, looked out the window, and then faintly spit out a few words, "Go away, I'm going to class!"

"Bishen is here, be worshipped by my little brother!"

The three of them immediately said in unison. Of course, the last thing they got was not Qin Xuan's glare, but the teacher...

(End of this chapter)

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