I can enter the past lives of all beings

Chapter 24 Ask Ling to do anything. Anything is fine

A light drizzle.

A muddy swamp filled with puddles.

A figure struggled forward step by step, leading a staggering armored pawn behind a stretched rope.The setting sun tried its best to reveal a corner of the sky, shining obliquely on the two of them.

The crystal puddles reflected the traces of the two people's distress.

Yang Gang looked gloomy, and the clothes on his body were dripping with water and seeping blood.The old injury on his back was aching, soaked by the rain and starting to inflame.

With his hands bound and his mouth still stuffed with socks, Zhao Ling numbly walked behind Yang Gang.

At this point two days have passed.

The wind and rain that night took away the lives of everyone in the Zhao Mansion.

Only two escaped by chance, trekking through mountains and rivers, crossing swamps, the heavy rain covered their whereabouts, but Yang Gang still did not dare to relax.

Finding the Northern Land Spear Demon is completely hopeless.

But he did not choose to give up this life. If he really can't find the Northern Land Spearman, he will use his Burning Heaven Saber to hone it for another ten or a hundred years. There may not be a chance to challenge the Heavenly Saber in the future.

No matter how bad it is, after the end of this life, you will get some chance evaluations, and the power of participating in research for a few more years will be instilled with memories of previous lives, which will also be of great help to the real world.

"Extend the unique skill, invite the heavenly sword. The heart of the gun is like a dream, and the gods and demons cry blood..." Yang Gang looked up at the sky.

He never understood the meaning of these words.

Also, why is the Northern Land Spear Demon dead, and my life is not over yet?
After thinking about it, maybe there are only two possibilities.One: Among those people in the ruined temple, there is no future Northern Gun Demon.Two: The Northern Gunman is dead, but he is not dead in this life, so time will not end.

There are three more: Although the Northern Spearman is dead, the 'fate' that was destined to compete with the Heavenly Sword has been transferred to someone else.

If these causal relationships can be clarified, it will be of great help for Yang Gang to enter the previous life in the future.

As for the possibility that Zhao Ling is the Northern Land Spear Demon... Hehe, with this idiot's impulsive personality, how could he endure for two or three hundred years, waiting for his skill to be perfect before challenging the Heavenly Sword?

Moreover, Yang Gang had heard about his talent a long time ago, and he was the most unbearable among Zhao Tianqu's heirs, even worse than ordinary people.Practicing knives is not good, and practicing spears is unstable. With the resources of the Zhao family to train the body for more than ten years, it is possible to achieve the second transformation of satin bones, "bone like gold and iron".

It's just stupid and stupid!

What kind of things would a person like this have to go through before he could use his true gang to kill the primordial spirit and challenge Song Youque, the heavenly sword that has been powerful in the Northland for three hundred years?
"Fate."

Yang Gang was thoughtful.

Perhaps the theory of fate transfer is the most likely of the three speculations.

A misty white mist floated from afar.

"Poisonous miasma in the swamp?" Yang Gang stopped and stared at the direction of the mist, with a trace of fear in his eyes.

After looking at it carefully for a while, a hint of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"It's not a poisonous miasma, it's a hot spring!"

Yang Gang hurriedly pulled the rope, and walked quickly in the clouds and mist ahead.

'Wow~~'

A moment later, Yang Gang, naked in the pool water, was very happy to wash.The warm spring water takes away the tiredness of the body, and the tense spirit of the past few days is gradually relieved.

He carefully cleaned the wound on his back, and asked Zhao Ling on the shore, "Do you want to wash it?"

Zhao Lingmu stood on the shore without any response for a long time.

"Fool."

Yang Gang shook his head, got up with a splash and went ashore.After wiping his body casually, he lay down on the flat stone platform on the shore, closed his eyes and rested.

The warmth from the stone platform made Yang Gang, who had not closed his eyes for several days and nights, drowsy.

'After leaving here, find a place to settle Zhao Ling, which can be regarded as repaying Zhao Tianqu's kindness. Then go on the road alone to find a way to challenge the Heavenly Sword.Find the road to the rise of the Northern Gun Demon. After thinking about it, he gradually fell asleep, but his hand was still tightly clutching the rope connected to Zhao Ling's body.

After a long time.

Zhao Ling's stunned eyes suddenly moved, looking at the sleeping Yang Gang, then turned to look at the steaming hot spring of 'Gulu Gulu'.

The lips are slightly pursed together.

……

I do not know how long it has been.

Yang Gang, whose nerves had become a little sensitive in the past few days, was awakened by the movement around him, opened his eyes, and saw a white flesh with his back facing him, as if he was wiping his body with his clothes.

"Damn it, what are you doing so close to me with your butt naked!"

Yang Gang was taken aback, and kicked Zhao Ling's ass hard.

"Whoa~~"

Zhao Ling rolled into the spring suddenly, and the force of the rope almost brought Yang Gang down.

"You,," the hoarse voice became louder, but there was a slight sense of bewilderment.

"What are you, I haven't talked about you yet! You're so close to me without clothes, and you're still pointing your ass to the young master's face? You're out of your mind!" Yang Gang poked his head out from the bank.

Seeing that most of Zhao Ling's body was soaking in the steamy hot spring, with his arms around his shoulders, he looked at him with hatred.

"Tch, so you look like this."

Yang Gang curled his lips and tilted his head in disdain.At this time, Zhao Ling was not wearing a helmet, showing his true face, with a pretty face, but there were three plum blossom-shaped marks at the corners of his eyebrows.

A big man who enlisted in the army actually looks a bit girly.No wonder he wears a helmet all day and refuses to take it off.

No wonder Yang Gang couldn't see Zhao Ling's gender. In this life, she was not good-looking. She was competitive in the army and was exposed to the sun and rain. The haggardness of the past few days made her even more disgraced.

With no self-cultivation around her, preconceived ideas naturally make people think of her as a woman.

"I, I have no clothes."

Zhao Ling subconsciously covered the birthmark next to his face, shrunk in the water, and said nah na.

"If you don't have clothes, just wear the original ones. In this weather, do you still expect clothes to be able to do it? It's really stupid and stupid." Yang Gang opened his mouth to complain.

There was silence in the pool.

Zhao Ling squeezed Chun tightly.

If she wasn't tied with a rope, if she wasn't afraid that he would kill herself again if she untied the rope, she wouldn't be like this around a man.

After a while.

Amidst the rushing water, Zhao Ling, who had put on his soldier armor again, climbed ashore and sat silently on the stone platform beside Yang Gang.

"Next, what are your plans?"

After a moment of silence, Yang Gang took the initiative to ask.

"revenge."

Zhao Ling's hoarse voice was full of hatred.

"Revenge? It's just you?" Yang Gang laughed dumbly, sat up straight, faced Zhao Ling, and said seriously: "Song Youque, the Heavenly Sword, traversed the northern land, smashed through twelve cities with one blow, and stood at the peak of Yuanshen Grandmaster. With him guarding the city of giant gods, what revenge do you have?"

Zhao Ling remained silent.

After a long while, a firm voice sounded: "Break into pieces, perish forever, Ah Ling also wants to avenge his father and the wronged souls of the Zhao family!"

"Okay, ambitious."

On the bank of the hot spring lake, the two sat facing each other. Yang Gang gave Zhao Ling a thumbs up, but his face was full of sarcasm.

"Then can you tell me how you plan to take revenge?"

Yang Gang sneered: "You have been practicing for so many years and you are still a bone, even I can't beat you. With your talent, how can you take revenge on Giant God City?"

"Should I cultivate for 100 years, 200 years, or 1000 years? Or, like before, step forward to die without thinking?"

Yang Gang's tone was not at all polite to Zhao Ling, who was a fool.

"..."

Zhao Ling was silent again.

But the firm look in his eyes never changed.

This is a man whose reason has been completely blinded by hatred.

Yang Gang sighed in his heart.

"Well, I know that it's hard to accept this kind of blow when my parents are bereaved for the first time." He calmed down and persuaded, "I'll take you to a safe place when you leave here. With your talent, you will be safe in the future... Have a good time."

"Leave the matter of revenge to me."

Yang Gang let out a breath slowly and looked at the sky with distant eyes.

"In the future, I will challenge the Sky Knife myself."

"here you are?"

Zhao Ling couldn't help being stunned when he heard this.

He...want to avenge himself?With no relatives or reason, why should he help himself?
But if it is him, it must be possible!

"As long as I can avenge my father and destroy the Giant God City." Zhao Ling pursed her lips slightly and grabbed her clothes with her fingers. After a while, she slowly bent her knees and knelt down under Yang Gang's surprised and astonished gaze.

Zhao Ling prostrated meekly on the ground, exposing the curve of his back and his weakest point in front of Yang Gang.

The voice is firm, as if swearing:
"As long as you can get revenge, you can ask Ling to do anything..."

(End of this chapter)