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"Why? Why is that?"

Yang Ling stared at his son's lonely back until he couldn't see anything, and then he kept babbling and staggering to his feet.

"Yang Ling, your charges have been established, explain the problem well, strive for leniency, and ...... There's still a chance to get out!" a policeman whispered as he grabbed his arm as he seemed a little unbearable.

"Get out?" Yang Ling staggered.

My mother died, and I couldn't even pay a stick of incense and kowtow in front of the grave.

Sister Han has suffered all her life, and in order to help herself get ahead, I don't know how many twists and turns, but she almost forgot about her.

After marrying herself, she took her eldest son alone, and for the sake of her official position, she silently endured the grievances of her wife, and now she is lying in the hospital with cancer, and she will die soon, and she didn't look at her well once until she died.

Even his own son did not fulfill the slightest responsibility of being a father, and his cold family affection led him to hate himself to the core.

And he coveted power and glory, embezzled and accepted hundreds of millions of yuan of property, fell into a woman's lust and ignored his relatives, forgot his original intention, lost his nature, and became a sinner.

"Can't serve your parents to old age, this is unfilial piety, forgetting Sister Han's hard work, this is unrighteousness, ignoring family affection and abandoning the family, this is unkindness, ashamed of the country's cultivation and greed for glory, this is disloyalty. ”

"I, Yang Ling, am disloyal, unfilial, unkind, unjust, and leave my life in vain to go out to face my relatives and friends. ”

Yang Ling's eyes stayed on the holster on the policeman's waist, and then deliberately struggled a few times, reaching out and pulling out the gun while the policeman was not paying attention.

"Yang Ling, what are you doing? Hurry up and ...... Put the gun down. ”

Yang Ling ignored the panicked police and clicked on the insurance.

"Mom~, Sister Han~, wife~, Xiaohao~, Xiaojing~, if there is really an afterlife, I will treat you well and never let you suffer with me!"

"Bang~"

The desolate roar still echoed in the room, and Yang Ling did not hesitate to aim at his temple and pull the trigger.

"Boom"

There was a loud bang in his mind, Yang Ling's body trembled, and his eyes went dark in the severe pain, but then countless colored lights and shadows floated and scattered in his mind.

"Is this death?"

Yang Ling stared blankly at these floating lights and shadows, and then slowly condensed into a strange space, a flying sword, a small tree, a stone tablet, a small black gourd, a blue-white Tai Chi ball, and the phantom of a black tower......

Everything seems to have been seen somewhere! Is it a dream?

He slowly opened his eyes, and what greeted him was a yellow desert, and a large colored tree in the distance was shaking wildly, which had shrunk to only five hundred meters in height at this time, and the speed of contraction was still accelerating.

There were a few people next to him who were shrouded in colored light, some people did not move as if they were stone sculptures, some people were crazy as if they were dancing, and three people were lying on the sand.

Countless memories are flooding in.

"Whew~"

It turned out to be just a dream, Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, cold sweat broke out all over his body, and the whole person was like washed water.

A story of twenty years, like light and shadow passing through his mind.

But was it really just a dream? Why was it so real? Even now that he was fully awake, Yang Ling could still remember the dream clearly.

Xiaojing's death, his mother's death, Sister Han's misery, her son's anger, his own despair, and endless pain are still churning and falling in his heart.

All this has really become a lingering real memory for me, as if I have lived another life in another world.

Yang Ling subconsciously looked at his wrist when he wiped his sweat, and on the detector, only an hour had passed.

Yu Qiang, Gao Wenfeng, Zeus, Nether Demon Flower, and Han Qing are no different from just now.

The colored light surrounding Yang Ling slowly dissipated, and a cyan fruit fell from the sky and smashed on top of his head, disappearing with a slight flash.

Immediately, an extremely obscure aura rushed into his sea of gods, small green trees, blue and white Tai Chi balls, colorful swords, pitch-black gourds, black stone tablets, the illusory soul tower seemed to be inexplicably stimulated, almost at the same time shook wildly, the black light of the soul tower was released, and instantly swelled to almost the same size as the entire Shenhai space, a cyan giant wheel phantom appeared, and with a slight turn, a bronze palace emerged, and suddenly the obscure breath in the sea of gods all poured into the palace, and under the eaves of the palace gate, a plaque appeared, but it was vague and could not see anything clearly！

This breath came and went quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the bronze palace disappeared, and the Shenhai returned to calm again.

Reincarnation rules!

Yang Ling was already convinced that the cyan fruit that had fallen into the Divine Sea just now was releasing the power of reincarnation, because at this time, he felt that his connection with the giant wheel and the bronze palace had suddenly become much closer.

Could it be that the Tree of Rules chose me and gave me a fruit with the rules of reincarnation?

Yang Ling thought back to the dream he had just now, looked at the few people around him who were still trapped in colored light and shadow, and had some realization in his heart, maybe this is the process of a choice by the big tree, just like a test, if you pass it, you will gain a kind of rule power.

But obviously, this kind of test is very terrifying, twenty years of completely different life memories, at this time has been completely integrated with himself, two worlds, two completely different experiences, entangled with each other, so that Yang Ling is a little unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy, is this the real power of reincarnation, can let himself live a real life in his dreams again?

The Tree of Rules, it's really weird!

And Zeus and others, like themselves, may have fallen into some kind of rule.

But whether it's a dream or not, we must get this tree done now, otherwise when it runs away, everything will be regretted!

Yang Ling took a deep breath and stepped forward, but the person was still in the air but his body shook, as if he had been immobilized, and he maintained his walking posture and fixed himself in mid-air seven or eight kilometers away from the big tree, and a cloud of colored light wrapped him in.

……

"What is this place?"

Unprepared, Yang Ling felt that he had suddenly fallen into an extremely silent world.

There is no light, no air, no matter, no energy, there is nothing, it is a kind of clean emptiness, even he himself does not feel the existence of the body, only a period of thought and consciousness, which cannot be seen, touched, or seemed to be nothing.

After a brief moment of distraction, it dawned on him that he might have fallen into some kind of rule of the colored tree again.