Zhuo Bufan, who was lying in the archive space, thought about it for a long time and thought about it a lot. 【Fengyun Reading Network.】

One of the questions that I think about the most is why I came to this world.

Why can't he die on Earth in peace?

Why did you end him up in this inexplicable world?

Zhuo Bufan thought he was the protagonist, but now he found that he was not even a supporting role.

In this world, he can't play!

He stood up from the ground again, and had some strength in his body.

It seems that his mental state is no longer as crazy and demented as before.

Zhuo Bufan, who got up, looked at the three white archive doors in front of him.

Majestic, tall, solemn, solemn.

Reach out, the white wall, with a cold touch.

He walked back and forth in front of the three gates, aimlessly.

"On the west bank of the Devouring God River, the bloody desert sand dunes, the mass graves. ”

Zhuo Bufan walked back and forth in front of the three gates for a long time.

Finally, he stood in front of the gate of the mass grave.

This save door he hadn't opened all along.

This time, Zhuo Bufan's heart was moved.

Standing in front of the archive door of the mass grave, Zhuo Bufan began to talk to himself again.

"If you can do it all over again, if you can do it all over again!"

"I'd better be a salted fish! Eat and wait for death, and live a free life, why not be happy?"

"Lao Tzu is brain-dead, so he went to the bloody desert and masochist?"

"Zhuo Bufan, start from scratch!"

"We go to the Fire Cloud City Fu Castle, and we go to complete academic research. ”

"Why do you have to cultivate immortals? In this world, I can come up with a few scientific theories and reach the pinnacle of life. ”

"If you don't want to be a superman who cultivates immortals, you can be a pioneer in academia!

The current Zhuo Bufan is a complex of contradictions.

He kept trying to persuade himself to open the door in front of him, but his hand never dared to lift it.

Because he knew that once he opened that door, he would lose everything he had now.

Lose your cultivation, lose your friends, lose your strength!

Is he really willing to lose everything and start all over again?

In just one year, although Zhuo Bufan has only experienced a short year in this world.

But Zhuo Bufan has a lot of things that others can't reach.

The cultivation of the Divine Journey Realm, the third turn of the life and death Xuan Body, the honorable position of the Charm Temple, the altar master of the first camp of the Cloud Dream Realm, and the successor of the Xuan Emperor Black Tower.

Each of these things is something that others may not be able to achieve in their lifetime.

However, Zhuo Bufan has it all.

There were two paths in front of him.

Open the door and lose everything. Turn back and sink into the sea of blood.

Human beings are creatures with difficulty in making choices.

Because they always believe that what they choose is not as good as the one they don't choose. Even if he chooses the best one.

However, no matter how many reasons may be, it is time to make up your mind.

Zhuo Bufan was silent for a long time, and finally, he slowly raised his right hand and placed it on the archive door of the mass grave.

"Read the file!"

Accompanied by Zhuo Bufan's heavy voice!

Boom Boom Boom!

The archive door of the mass grave slowly opened.

The bright white light of the Dao Dao projected in from behind the door and shone on Zhuo Bufan's face.

Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but close his eyes slightly.

Step in?

Zhuo Bufan's legs stopped on the edge of the door.

"Now that you have chosen, there is no way back. ”

"Zhuo Bufan, you coward. ”

As soon as Zhuo Bufan's voice fell, he raised his right foot and stepped into the endless white light.

His last self-deprecation was undoubtedly a contempt for his choice.

In fact, Zhuo Bufan regretted it the moment he pushed the door open.

He kept convincing himself that choosing a mass grave was to start all over again, with nothing.

However, it wasn't until he pushed open the door that he realized that he was simply finding a reasonable excuse for his escape.

Choosing the mass grave archive door is choosing to escape.

He couldn't face the many crises facing the bloody desert.

He chose to escape, chose to start over, and survived with peace of mind.

In the final analysis, Zhuo Bufan is just like his own self-deprecation, a coward.

The coward, who has no way out, raises his feet and steps into the abyss of demons.

Open your eyes again

It wasn't the scene Zhuo Bufan had imagined.

There is no cold moon, old trees, faint crows, corpses!

This is not a mass grave, no!

It's an endless rain of blood.

The icy rain of blood, the knee-high river of blood, and the restlessness in the body, and those flood beasts.

The familiar scene once again poured into Zhuo Bufan's soul.

Zhuo Bufan stared blankly at the other Zhuo Bufan who was lying on the ground and stretched out a hand for help to him.

It turned out that he was still in the demons.

Zhuo Bufan, who saw this scene, was silent!

Once again, when he saw himself being devoured by the black and white monster snake, Zhuo Bufan understood that he had not escaped this reincarnation.

But for some reason, Zhuo Bufan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Didn't you go back to the mass grave? Those three archival doors are just illusions born of my inner magic. ”

"I almost did something irreparable. ”

"How can you bear to abandon Xiaomei, abandon your stupid brother, and abandon your friends?"

Zhuo Bufan, who regretted it, suddenly had a lot of thoughts.

This time, instead of running away, he walked towards another self not far away, who was being devoured by the black and white monster snake.

Zhuo Bufan finally understood who the figure he saw walking towards him before was, it turned out to be him.

"The black and white snake is just a monster born of black and white Xuan Qi in my body. ”

"The demon in my heart is the body of life and death. Because of the weirdness of the mysterious body of life and death, I have doubts about it. ”

"I was worried that this was Emperor Xuan's pit, and I was worried that I had embarked on a road of no return, and this thought grew in the depths of my soul, and finally became my inner demon. ”

"Hehehe, stupid Zhuo Bufan. You haven't even figured out such a simple truth. chose to escape. ”

"Now it seems, isn't this black and white snake quite cute?"

Zhuo Bufan looked at the corpse of his other self, and looked at the black and white snake that was gnawing on the corpse.

They were so brutal that they gnawed the corpse to the ground, devouring the eyeballs and brains.

"Respect the previous oneself, stupid Zhuo Bufan. Your heart and soul refuse to accept the mystical body of life and death. It is only then that the body of life and death has become your inner demon. ”

"So, you died, died under the black and white snake that the Xuan Qi of life and death turned into. ”

"Your own body, if you can't even recognize yourself. Then what kind of avenue are you talking about, what are you talking about cultivating immortals, what are you talking about being invincible?"

The crazy Zhuo Bufan, the wise Zhuo Bufan, at that moment, the thoughts were completely unblocked.

He stood still, spread his hands, and shouted at the Snake of Life and Death, which was gnawing on the corpse of another of himself.

"Come on, my little cuties!"

"Dad, I'm accepting you. ”

Those life and death snakes all looked at Zhuo Bufan for a while, and then pounced towards him.