"Xiaoyu..." Li Jin stared at the grief-stricken young man in the field.
"Nezha?" Yang Gang suddenly turned his head.
Mrs. Li, who was extremely sad and heartbroken, was still in a coma.
"Borrow the knife and use it." Li Nezha shouted sharply and snatched the long knife from the waist of the jailer beside him, and fell on his left arm. Swishing - flesh and blood splattered, bones scattered.
The originally intact arm was left with only a white bone on the spot.
"No!"
Ao Shuixin shouted sadly: "Nezha doesn't want it!"
"Nezha today will cut off his flesh and return it to his mother, and cut off his bones to return to his father. His parents will never be implicated. Someone once told me that when a man is born in this world, he should stand upright and upright..."
Nezha held a steel knife, covered in blood, and laughed miserably, "You want me to give an explanation, and today, Nezha will give you an explanation."
"ah--"
As the words fell, countless white swords flashed.
Li Jin and Ao Shuixin wanted to stop it, but it was too late. In just a moment, there was only a white skeleton left in the field, barely supporting a drooping head and standing stubbornly on the spot.
There is also a piece of flesh, intestines, heart, liver, spleen, lungs...
"Father, mother, Uncle Yang... everything Nezha owes you has been repaid."
boom!
Sen Bai's skeleton collapsed.
A round head fell to the ground.
Nezha's godless eyes stared at the sky, and his vision gradually dimmed.
"Goodbye...Xiao Shuixin."
silence.
The entire East China Sea suddenly fell into extreme silence.
Li Jin froze in disbelief.
Ao Shui seemed to want to step forward, but seemed unwilling to accept the terrible fact in front of him. He stretched out his hands helplessly.
Taibai Shenjun, East China Sea Dragon King, Wang Lingguan, all the immortal gods and powerful men who came to observe, all froze on the spot looking at the miserable scene, their minds went blank.
Definitely.
There are such resolute and determined people in this world.
In order not to implicate his parents and relatives, he was willing to cut off his arms, gouge out his abdomen, gouge out his intestines and cut his body. Even if everyone disappointed him, the innocent boy still retained the last bit of kindness in his heart.
Pity!
Countless people sighed with regret.
On the high platform.
Yang Gang couldn't bear to close his eyes.
There seemed to be a flame in my heart, burning and burning crazily... as if it was about to burst out of the Tianling Cap and burn out all the injustice in the world!
Although he had some preparations for what might happen today.
But when things are right in front of you.
Those sad scenes still made him furious.
'The Emperor of Heaven, the Jade Emperor...it seems that we still have to fight in this life. '
"My lord. My lord"
The chief secretary of the Third Law Division shouted softly from the side.
"Um."
Yang Gang slowly opened his eyes. The pain, sorrow and anger in his eyes had all disappeared, turning into a depth as deep as the sea.
"Nezha is dead, you see..." The chief clerk looked at Yang Gang carefully.
"Let's finalize it."
Yang Gang said softly: "It's a good idea to collect Nezha's bones and give them to his parents."
"Yes." The head clerk nodded repeatedly.
Yang Gang stood up from the main seat and immediately attracted the attention of countless people present.
He said nothing more.
He glanced at everyone in the room, and left in a flash.
This incident that touched the hearts of countless people in the three realms has finally passed.
Three days later.
The Three Realms are peaceful, and the arrogant and domineering Dragon Clan of the East China Sea has become much more stable during this period, and no more troubles will occur.
And many people are still watching silently.
Underworld, reincarnation.
The Ten Palaces of Yama preside over the ten major cities of the underworld and orderly distribute the reincarnation of living beings in the three realms. It's just that reincarnation is still in its infancy after all, and there will always be some fish that slip through the net and become lonely ghosts.
At this time, on the Huangquan, there was a lonely figure walking blankly on the desolate land of the underworld.
"Father, mother..."
"Uncle Yang..."
"Shui Xin..."
"Nezha is not wrong, I am not wrong...why don't you believe me? Why..."
That wisp of soul was alone, as if it had suffered a huge blow and its mind was damaged, leaving only its instinct to walk on the desolate land of the netherworld.
Gradually.
The soul unconsciously stepped into a deep and dark world.
It belongs to the depths of reincarnation, a place that even the Ten Palaces of Hell and the Five Ghost Emperors cannot touch.
suddenly.
'Nezha...Nezha...'
'Li Xiaoyu...'
'Honglian... Honglian... Nezha, wake up quickly! '
Misty calls floated from the depths of reincarnation.
Li Nezha raised his head blankly, but could not see anything in the dark and endless reincarnation.
"Who's calling me?"
"Am I... already dead?"
'Nezha... wake up! 'The strange sound sounded again.
"who?"
Nezha's confused mind finally regained some clarity.
It's just that he doesn't know where this place is, nor does he understand who is calling him.
Father?
Or is it Uncle Yang who has great supernatural powers?
No.
They have abandoned themselves for the sake of their status. Even if it is them, I will never trust them again!
Nezha felt a sense of hatred in his heart for no reason.
A lotus-shaped flame suddenly emerged from the depths of his soul, lighting up the surrounding dark place of reincarnation.
Red lotus karma fire.
When Nezha died, this mysterious karma fire inherited from ancient times finally showed some of its miraculous powers.
that moment.
Nezha's soul seemed to have stared at it a lot, and it was different from the souls who had also entered reincarnation and were involuntarily pulled into the six realms by the power of heaven and earth.
"Nezha, you finally woke up."
The mysterious voice suddenly became clearer.
"Who are you?"
Nezha stopped in place warily.
There were gusts of dark wind around him, and the inexplicable power of the rules of heaven and earth seemed to pull him into six reincarnations and turn around, but it could not shake his illusory figure in the slightest.
"I am……"
"Don't even think about lying to me. I will never trust anyone again!" Nezha said warningly, like a wounded little beast, wary of everything.
"Haha~~"
The voice laughed and said: "Don't be afraid, kid, I am not someone you know. At least in this life, I have nothing to do with you."
"Who you really are is mysterious."
Nezha asked still vigilantly.
"I am... the old person you met in ancient times." The voice said.
"Ancient times?"
Nezha snorted, "Don't try to trap me. Brother Stone Monkey King has come to see me before. He said that I am the reincarnation of the ancient fire god. I practice the red lotus karma fire. I am destined to be lonely and widowed all my life, with no relatives or friends."
"And this life... is the same." As he spoke, his voice dropped.
"It's just that ordinary people don't have enough cultivation to get close to the Red Lotus Karmic Fire." The voice chuckled and said: "If you think about it carefully, did you really not have any friends in your previous life?"
"I……"
Nezha was about to shake his head and retort.
suddenly.
The fire of karma surged in his soul, and a figure seemed to flash across the depths of the sea.
"It seems, it seems..."
"No need to act like it."
The voice said with certainty: "In your ancient life, you did have no relatives or friends. However, you may have forgotten that there was a person who was very good to you, and he was..."
(End of chapter)
