Rebirth of the Urban Madman

In the Tower of Babel, the old man sitting cross-legged suddenly raised his eyes.

He raised his eyes very slowly, and his blank eyes seemed to have forgotten everything.

"Where is this!?"

Even his voice was trembling. He looked at the lonely world, and he was the only one left.

There was not even a sound around him, and he was the only one left here.

Qin Xuan stood up, and he was already very old.

Wrinkles on his face, suddenly, Qin Xuan coughed violently.

There was even blood on his lips.

Qin Xuan looked at the blood in his hand, the bright red blood, sliding down his fingertips.

Qin Xuan looked at the blood in his hand quietly, he had forgotten everything, even the last few figures in his mind, he didn't remember who they were.

Even his own memory began to blur.

The three disasters, years, memories, and illnesses, almost came out at the same time and descended on this white-clothed body.

Qin Xuan rubbed his palm on the white clothes on his body, and looked around.

In a vague way, he still had a little obsession, that is, he seemed to be looking for something.

It seemed that someone was waiting for him.

It seemed that he had something else to do.

But he could no longer remember everything.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan clenched his fists, and anger appeared in his eyes.

He looked at the world around him, constantly wandering, and sometimes, when he walked to a place, he was in a daze.

It was almost an incense stick of time. Qin Xuan was alone in this silent world. He shouted and asked, as if he was a child looking for a way out. Even fear appeared in his eyes.

Having lost all his memories, he now has no memory of being high above and towering over the world.

Even, he was tortured by illness in his body.

Sometimes, Qin Xuan would even fall to the ground and twitch.

Another stick of incense passed, and there were a lot of bloodstains around the ground.

But Qin Xuan could get up every time.

He didn't remember anything, but he felt that someone should be waiting for him.

He couldn't die yet!

Even if he forgot everything, he didn't fall down.

Bang!

Qin Xuan fell to the ground again. This time, he felt tired and vaguely felt that his life had come to an end.

His eyelids seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.

If he could close his eyes, why should he endure such pain.

He was too tired!

There was no way out, and no one was with him.

Just when Qin Xuan's eyes were about to close, there seemed to be a voice floating in the darkness.

"Eternal life..."

It seemed like a whisper, but it made Qin Xuan's eyes, which were about to close, suddenly open.

This voice was like the dawn that broke through the darkness, like the stars that warmed the glaciers.

Two lives, one life, all kinds of figures, returned to his mind.

"These three disasters are interesting!"

Qin Xuan's old lips and teeth slowly opened.

It was as if time went back to Qin Xuan, and his gray hair turned into black hair.

He supported himself from the ground and forgot everything, which was almost a great horror.

Even if there is deep love, if you forget, it is nothing but nothingness.

Qin Xuan's eyes were clear again. If it weren't for the last moment, the instinct called, this disaster would have made him lose.

He looked at the bloodstains around him, and along with breaking these three disasters, his emperor body also recovered as before.

However, Qin Xuan seemed to be in deep thought.

In the king's land, there are three disasters that can make him forget everything. Doesn't it mean that if someone can control this heavy power, he may also fall into the same situation.

Even if he forgets his memory for only ten breaths, life and death can be determined in ten breaths.

At this moment, Qin Xuan heard a subtle sound of breaking through the air.

Qin Xuan raised his eyes and saw a sword light, as thin as a needle, piercing his eyebrows.

Buzz!

The sword stopped abruptly in front of him.

A woman looked at the mysterious light in front of Qin Xuan with a look of surprise.

Qin Xuan glanced at the woman indifferently and waved his hand.

"Roar!"

Like a dragon roar...

The fifth emperor's heavenly hell, in the Tongtian Tower.

The divine light was like a rainbow, and Qin Xuan stepped out of it.

"Emperor!"

Xiangliu and Xiaoling were happy. This time, Qin Xuan entered the Tongtian Tower for three hours, which made them worried.

Qin Xuan nodded lightly and didn't say much. He turned around and opened the divine scroll again.

"Break through the fifth level!" The Tower God King even had beads of sweat on his forehead. Is this guy going to break through the five levels of the Tower of Heaven?

Could it be that the crazy words he said before will become true?

How is it possible! ?

How can someone break through the Tower of Heaven and enter the Supreme Luotian! ?

Even he has never heard of it.

In his shocked eyes, Qin Xuan has entered the Tongtian Tower again.

In the Tongtian Tower of the fourth level of Luotian, this time, Qin Xuan collected his mind.

He looked at the world quietly, but found that the Tongtian Tower of this level was shrouded in clouds and mist. He was like being in a sea of ​​fog and could not see clearly.

The three disasters in the Tongtian Tower of the fifth level of Luotian were already extraordinary.

With his eternal immortal heart, he almost fell into it. How extraordinary would the Tongtian Tower of the fourth level of Luotian be! ?

In Qin Xuan's eyes, a cloud of fog slowly broke.

"Qin Xuan!" In Qin Xuan's eyes, a woman came out of the sea of ​​fog.

"Love tribulation?" Qin Xuan's eyes were calm. He seemed to have gone through a lot of such illusions.

If these three disasters were just like this, he would be disappointed.

The woman in front of him was Jun Wushuang, and she looked at Qin Xuan quietly.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. When will you come back?" Jun Wushuang's demeanor and tone didn't seem like an illusion at all. It was as if the real Jun Wushuang was standing in front of Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan didn't respond, but Jun Wushuang frowned slightly.

"I know you haven't died!"

"But since you haven't died, why don't you come back!?"

Jun Wushuang's eyes were slightly sharp, "Qin Xuan, what exactly do you want in this life!?"

"Immortality? It's too illusory. Maybe you can do it, but if you live forever alone, what can you do even if you reach the end?"

"One day, you will regret living forever!"

"Maybe, compared with the immortality you mentioned, I am..."

"Not worth mentioning!"

After Jun Wushuang finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the sea of ​​fog and disappeared without a trace.

Qin Xuan never spoke from beginning to end.

Compared with all the illusions in the past, this time, Qin Xuan's eyes changed a little.

After Jun Wushuang, it was Mo Qinglian who walked out of the sea of ​​clouds.

"Qin Xuan, I was crazy about you, but do you know me!?"

Mo Qinglian came, left a word, and turned away.

"Qin Xuan, no desire means no demand, no demand means peace of mind!"

"I asked Buddha, can the world be saved!? Buddha only wanted to ask, regardless of the world!"

"Your way may be achieved one day, but on the day you achieve it, you look sideways, but there is no one!"

"Can this fruit please you?"

Xiao Wu held the Buddha's gift, wearing a monk's robe, and she smiled.

"I will stay with you, even until the end of time, but I am not you after all!"

"You can save me, but you can't save me to become you!"

"After all, there is only one Qin Changqing in this world!"

Xiao Wu turned around, and just as she was about to be swallowed by the sea of ​​fog, her feet paused slightly.

"I hope you will not regret it in front of my grave at the end of time!"

After the voice fell, a corner of Qin Xuan's clothes suddenly moved.

His immortal heart was faintly turbulent at this moment.

Qin Xuan exhaled lightly, and he suppressed the palpitation in his heart.

Although the words of the three women were not sharp, but such a soft voice, but...

Every word was heart-piercing.