"Master Scarlet Soul …" Wang Lin let out a cold snort. At this moment, everything inside and outside the new Celestial Realm was clearly sensed by his divine sense. He saw Master Scarlet Soul's arrogant face and the young man he had a blood connection with. He also saw the formation outside the Celestial Realm being corroded by the blood-colored light.
Looking at how much the formation was being corroded, it should take about two more days for it to dissipate.
Back then, Master Scarlet Soul was released by Wang Lin. Although he was weak at that time, he was still very powerful to Wang Lin. However, now that his cultivation had recovered to its peak, he was as weak as an ant in Wang Lin's eyes.
This ant could be crushed countless times by Wang Lin with one finger.
With a cold snort, Wang Lin stepped forward and disappeared from the Luo Tian Star System. When he disappeared, the light gate also disappeared without a trace, as if it had never been there.
When Wang Lin appeared, he didn't appear near Master Scarlet Soul outside the Celestial Realm. Instead, he stepped into the new Celestial Realm that he hadn't returned to in many years. None of the cultivators in the Celestial Realm noticed his appearance.
There was no need to mention Master Scarlet Soul and company outside.
The sky of the Immortal Realm was no longer blue, but crimson red. It looked heavy and stifling. However, aside from the color of the sky, the palaces on the ground, the undulating mountains, and the gurgling rivers outlined the beauty of the Immortal Realm bit by bit.
When Wang Lin left, there were places he was familiar with and places he was completely unfamiliar with.
Looking at his surroundings, Wang Lin waved his right hand and three rays of light appeared. Three people appeared before Wang Lin.
They were Xu Liguo, Liu Jinbiao, and the only disciple who followed Wang Lin back to the cave world, Shi San.
Shi San was not an ordinary person. After he appeared, he glanced at the surrounding world. His expression was in a trance for a moment, but he immediately returned to normal. After cupping his fists and bowing respectfully to Wang Lin, he stood to the side without saying a word.
For him, whether it was the Immortal Astral Continent or the cave world, as long as he could follow his teacher, there was no special meaning.
Compared to him, Liu Jinbiao and Xu Liguo had strange expressions on their faces. After looking around, the two of them looked at each other with shifty eyes. Wang Lin could faintly sense that the two of them seemed to be holding their heads high.
It was as if he had returned to his hometown from a big place and was extremely pleased with himself.
His face clearly said, "Do you know, this old man has been to the Immortal Astral Continent!
That place is the boss! "
Wang Lin looked into the distance and slowly said, "I'm home. You guys do as you please, I'm going to see an old friend." Then he took a step and flew off.
When Wang Lin entered, he had already scanned everyone in the Celestial Realm with his divine sense. He saw a lot of people, including Mu Bingmei.
Mu Bingmei looked like she was going to be blown away by the wind. She looked very weak and bit her lower lip. After a long time, she let out a sigh and stroked the crystal sword in her hand. Her eyes were filled with determination as if she had made some kind of decision.
She held the sword in her hand tightly. After looking at the blood-colored sky, she suddenly turned around as if she was going to leave. However, just as she turned around, Mu Bingmei's body trembled and her eyes were filled with disbelief. She looked at the figure standing not far away and looking at her.
It was a white-haired young man wearing white. He was unfamiliar but also familiar.
The two of them looked at each other. Their gazes met under the blood-colored sky. With the mountain as the background, the mountain wind as the music, and the entire sky as the support, their gazes fused together.
Wang Lin looked at the woman who was both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. There was a complicated gaze in his eyes. This complicated gaze had accompanied him for a very long time.
Before his eyes, the bright and beautiful girl from the Heng Yue Sect appeared. He thought of that breathtakingly beautiful figure in Rosefinch's tomb.
This figure changed again and again in the Allheaven Star System. It paused with Wang Ping's mournful scream. Then it paused with bitterness until it stopped at the scene Wang Lin had seen before he left the cave world. It was a picturesque memory.
On that day, it was drizzling in the Celestial Realm. In the rain, a woman in white floated over like a willow fluttering in the rain.
Within the rain, there was an extremely beautiful woman holding an umbrella. She had long, pitch-black hair that was like a painting. She had the beauty and spirituality of a celestial fairy. It was as if her arrival had caused the entire world to fall silent. The only sound that could be heard was the sound of the rain, which contained a strange power that could cause people to forget everything else. It also caused her beautiful figure to seem to be covered by a hazy layer of rain.
"If I'm still alive, I'll come back."
Wang Lin looked at the woman before him. Her figure overlapped with his memory and slowly melted into his eyes.
Mu Bingmei didn't dare to believe what she saw. She was completely stunned. In a trance, Wang Lin's white-haired figure became deeper and deeper in her heart. It merged with her memory and finally melted into her heart.
She vaguely saw the Heng Yue Sect from thousands of years ago on planet Suzaku. She saw the only youth who wasn't obsessed with her beauty among all the people.
She saw the figure she stopped in Rosefinch's tomb and the figure that coldly stared at her.
There was also the man in Allheaven who let out a mournful roar after finding out what his avatar had done. His eyes were filled with sorrow.
In the end, the scene before her froze on the day he left the cave world. On that day, the rain continued to fall, adding a hint of parting.
In the rain, his figure was very unfamiliar. It was so unfamiliar that it caused her heart to ache. Amidst that pain, his coldness seemed to have softened. She knew that it was because of separation, because this departure might not come back.
"If I'm still alive, I'll welcome you …" Mu Bingmei bit her lower lip and tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes. After Wang Lin left the cave world, she had never felt so fragile.
Wang Lin looked at this beautiful woman and revealed a gentle smile. He let out a sigh and walked up next to Mu Bingmei. They looked at the blood-colored sky together.
Wang Lin looked at the sky and softly said, "After leaving the cave world, on the Immortal Astral Continent, I always had something I wanted to say to you. Now that I'm back, there is someone to listen to me."
Mu Bingmei stood next to Wang Lin and let out a soft hmm. Her heart was pounding. She still found all of this unbelievable and didn't know what to say.
After hearing Wang Lin's words, she felt a strong sense of nervousness. This kind of feeling was extremely rare for someone as strong as the Brilliant Void Saintess and the Celestial Saintess. In this world, aside from Wang Lin, there was no other man who could make her panic like this.
Perhaps if there was, it would be Wang Ping.
Her right hand was holding the sword and her left hand was unconsciously holding the corner of her clothes. Her fingers were pale.
Wang Lin withdrew his gaze from the blood-colored sky. He looked at Mu Bingmei and softly said, "Liu Mei …"
"Don't say it, I don't want to hear it!!"
Mu Bingmei's mind trembled and her face instantly turned pale. The sword in her right hand fell to the ground and she staggered back. At this moment, she looked so helpless and fragile, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.
Her face revealed a poignant beauty that contrasted with her tears. It gave off a sense of weakness that made it impossible for others to be indifferent.
"I don't want to hear it, Wang Lin. I … I don't want to hear it …" Even more tears appeared in Mu Bingmei's eyes. The tears flowed down her cheeks and landed on her clothes.
Wang Lin looked at Mu Bingmei. He looked at her fragile appearance and her confused and helpless gaze and let out a sigh.
"I came back this time not only to see an old friend, but also to end things with you.
"I have found the method to resurrect Wan Er. Once I leave this place, it will be time to resurrect her."
Tears flowed down Mu Bingmei's face. With her intelligence, how could she not understand what Wang Lin was trying to say? Her face was pale and filled with bitterness.
"Liu Mei, let the past be the past … I am also responsible for the mistake back then … Let us leave all of this in our memories and seal it … You once told me that you wanted to see Wang Ping … I came back this time to fulfill your wish. Wang Ping also needs a mother. I will use the Dream Dao. At that place, you, me, and Ping Er will go through a reincarnation cycle … Let Ping Er see his mother so that you will have no regrets, and let me … also have no regrets." Wang Lin looked at Mu Bingmei and softly said.
Mu Bingmei pondered for a long time before wiping away her tears. She looked at Wang Lin with a complicated gaze and gently nodded.
Mu Bingmei murmured, "Accompany me through the Dream Dao to enter the mortal world and experience 100 years of reincarnation before ending … Then now, you are my husband, right?"
Wang Lin closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he nodded.
Mu Bingmei smiled, but it was a smile filled with tears. She gently walked forward until she was in front of Wang Lin. She hugged Wang Lin and fell into his embrace.
Wang Lin gently hugged Mu Bingmei. The fragrance from her body seemed to be intoxicating.
This could be said to be the first time they embraced each other in the truest sense of the word. It was the first time they let go of all kinds of complicated emotions and used a hundred years of reincarnation to end that strange relationship that might have been a mistake or an ill-fated relationship.
The two of them sat on the mountain under the blood-colored sky. Time gradually passed. After one day, the blood-colored sky became even thicker, and fine cracks appeared on it. It seemed as if it would collapse at any moment. Wang Lin brought Mu Bingmei away from the mountain and into the distance.
After a day of rest, he went back to work today … Yesterday was really free. There was no book review section, no typing on the keyboard, no plotting in his mind.
He worked for a day.