A Dimensional journey That begins with the Sword - Chapter 206
Chapter 205
Chapter 205
The significance of chapters of Chapter 201.
“But……”
“Listen to Qian Yan.” I felt that Qian Yan still had a bit of horns, and He Yuanqing said: “Each of us is unique …”
“Everyone’s existence has the meaning of his existence …”
“If you are still confused, then look for it. One day, Qian Yan will find his own meaning …”
“Now, Qian Yan only needs to know that Qian Qian three days ago was love bead, and the love bead of three days later was enough!”
Qian Qian, thinking about love beads, itself is one.
However, after changing the primary and secondary names, it feels very different.
“Um!”
Nympho
After finally soothing Qian Qian, He Yuan cleaned up and was ready to start business.
This person is a cheap skin. Once you are idle, you can think more easily.
Now the situation of Qian Yan is not stable. He Yuanning is willing to make her busy, and does not want her to think about life …
There is no way, there are too many memories in Qian Yan’s mind. It’s okay now. What I think of is some irrelevant memories.It’s a bit troublesome …
Thinking of this, He Yuan had some toothache.
也不知道十二番队开发的那个“记忆转换装置”对茜雫管不管用,不过,刚刚揍了人家一顿,现在又舔着脸去找人帮忙,会不会不太好?
This idea flashed in his mind, He Yuan opened the shop door.
“我 艹 …”
The situation outside the door surprised He Yuan, so there was no need to swear.
“What’s wrong?”
Qian Qian, who heard He Yuan’s voice followed, was startled.
From the perspective of ordinary people, at this time at this time, the playground is still quite clean, and there are few people who are thin.
However, in the eyes of people with spiritual power, it is simply a Halloween venue.
There was a touch of red robe on the top of the head, and the space of the playground was full.
If you do n’t know that before you are thinking about love, you can expel these souls, but now you know that you are born from the memory of countless souls.What to do.
“Okay, Qian Yan, your advanced house, let me first give it to me here!”
He Yuan sighed secretly and was ready to do it.However, it was unexpectedly rejected by Qian Yan.
“No……”
“Brother, this is what I owe them, I should pay them back!”
At this time, Qian Yan was relieved.
“Didn’t you say that let me find the meaning of existence? I think, I have found it.”
“…”
Can I say that you just flickered you just to make you stop thinking about it?
I saw that Qian Yan crossed He Yuan, standing in front of countless soul -owed, his hands crossed his hands, half held in front of his chest, and closed his eyes.
Subsequently, Qian Yan’s body emerged countless white light.
The owed souls in the playground fused with the white light, and began to change from a unified appearance to the soul to the ordinary soul. They also appeared in the chest.
In the name of Gutu, the soul is separated into memory and owed soul. Outside of the name of the valley, when the memory and the soul are blended with each other, they will be taken for granted, and they become ordinary souls.
“Sister, thank you …”
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“Thank you, little girl …”
The souls who restored their memory, whether they were old or children, expressed their gratitude to Qian Yan.
Then, in their respective smiles, they became Buddha calmly and reincarnated.
Isn’t it for this moment for countless years?
“Well, I thank you too!”
Seeing countless people smiling and becoming a Buddha, the corner of Qian Yan’s mouth also smiled.
Thank you, let me exist in this world …
Nympho
The next day is relatively bland.
Every day, Qian Yan and He Yuan operate the small shop together. During the day, basically every ten minutes can gather thousands of owed souls, and then retrieve their memories from Qian Yan as Buddha.
And Qian Yan will be weak for a while after returning the memory back.
Countless souls gathered to form a valley, and countless memory agglomerations form love beads.
As the soul -owed people become Buddhas, the name of the valley between the corpse soul world and the present world has finally begun to shrink, and after getting everything made by He Yuan and the love pearl, the corpse soul world also gave up.Crissis.
After all, if you ca n’t fight it, you do n’t have to say it. At least what He Yuan has done now is more reliable than that of what hell bombing in the corpse soul.
“Qian Yan, how is it? Can you still hold it?”
Looking at Qian Yan’s weak look, He Yuan was a little distressed and asked softly.
Over the past month, there are at least 100,000 souls every day. He has become a Buddha in the playground in front of He Yuan’s shop. That is to say, Qian Qian will return more than 100,000 memories every day.
The existence of love beads comes from the memory of countless souls.
When these memories are not enough to support the survival of love beads, it is time to disappear.
These, He Yuan and Qian Yan naturally know.
Now Qian Qian has a serious loss. If Qian Qian can barely liberate the knife half a month ago, five days ago, Qian Yan could not even do death.
However, just for Qian Qian, returning the memories of the soul -owed souls and letting them reincarnate to reincarnate, which is what she exists today.
Why not want to be or deprived.
What he can do is to silently support Qian Yan’s decision behind him, tired, let Qian Yan relax, sleep, and let Qian Yan rely on …
He can feel that Qian’s sense of existence has become weaker.
The most serious thing is that now Qian Qian, even if he is busy in He Yuan’s shop, no one will notice this wind -like elf.
As if, in their eyes, there is no existence of Qianyu.
“Rest assured, I’m okay …”
Seeing the souls outside the shop began to gather again, Qian Yan smiled slightly and separated the memory again.
In countless white light, Qian Yan’s body has a little illusory …
“Now, brother, can I ask you one thing?”
Three days later, Qian Yan’s body has become a little transparent.
The brain became drowsy. After another memory, Qian Yan could feel that he had little time.
“I want to see Qian’s cemetery …”
“Um.”
With a back on his back, He Yuan slowly walked towards the cemetery, for fear that his speed was faster, and the elves on his back would be taken away by the wind.
“Here we are……”
At the afterglow of the setting sun, the tombstone changed by He Yuan reflected the orange -yellow light, reflecting into Qian’s eyes, making Qian’s eyesless eyes, a touch of gods.
(This chapter is finished)