"Crack!"

Thunder flashed across the sky and illuminated the earth.

It illuminated Yang An who turned around.

All the cemetery buildings collapsed and there was no shelter, but the torrential rain and the howling cold wind were unable to fall on Tang Yanni and the others.

A transparent barrier with a faint luster protected them.

It wasn't until this moment that Tang Yanni and the others saw Yang An's appearance...

I almost doubt it's a dream.

From the explosion in the cemetery to Yang An's appearance, Tang Yanni felt dizzy and unbelievable.

Although the appearance of the Second Life NPC Shenwu Yang An and the changes in the cemetery gave her expectations and fantasies, she never expected that they would actually appear. After all, this was too magical...

He is resurrected.

He's back.

He is no longer blind.

He seemed like a god descending...

That is to say, the civilization of cultivating immortals has begun, and they have all become cultivators, and their ability to accept it is a little stronger. Otherwise, I am afraid they would not be able to believe it no matter what.

"Xiao An...really, is it really you?" Tang Yanni stared blankly at the face that had appeared in her dreams countless times, but was different from the one in her dreams.

"It's me, Sister Tang."

Yang An smiled and suppressed the turmoil in his heart.

Although I have already met Tang Yanni and Yang Hanxue in advance in Second Life, it is a completely different feeling than seeing them in person now.

Ten years ago, as a blind man, he could only see Tang Yanni in his second life. Today, Tang Yanni has lost her former youthfulness and reveals mature and intellectual beauty everywhere, her eyes, her appearance, her

Her temperament and voice were still the kind-hearted big sister who brought him warmth...

"Xiao An, what happened? It's been ten years..."

Tang Yanni's voice was choked and her eyes were red. She held Yang An's hand tightly, raised her head and looked at Yang An, her whole body seemed to be trembling slightly.

She couldn't describe her mood at this moment.

I can’t even describe what it feels like…

Everything came too suddenly and too dreamily.

"It's a long story, Sister Tang, let's talk about it when we get home." Yang An said and looked at Yang Hanxue who was hiding behind Tang Yanni without saying a word but staring at him without blinking. He reached out and pinched Yang Hanxue's hand.

Face: "Ten years have passed and Xiaoxue has almost grown into a grown-up girl... Are you still shy?"

"Dad, Mom has been waiting for you for ten years. There are so many outstanding men pursuing Mom, but Mom has ignored her and never remarried... Don't you even hug Mom when we meet again after a long separation? She is your wife. You know Mom has

Do you miss you so much? Look at how thin your mother is. You walked away, leaving behind your wife and daughter. Mom became both father and mother, raising your precious daughter..."

"cough……"

"Xiaoxue, what are you talking about? Xiaoan, I'm sorry..." Tang Yanni's face turned red, she scolded Yang Hanxue, and said apologetically to Yang An.

There are some feelings that she kept in her heart ten years ago and never revealed them at all. First, she was embarrassed to reveal them. After all, Yang An had always regarded her as her sister, and the initial marriage was just to give Xiaoxue a legal identity. Moreover,

At that time, Yang An seemed to have no other thoughts about her...

She is not in a hurry, it is only a matter of time before she transcends the relationship between siblings.

Unexpectedly, Yang An had an accident...

And now, ten years later, he is back. He is no longer blind, he is better looking, and he has terrifying abilities that she could not imagine. The most important thing is that he still looks like the teenager he was ten years ago...

She is happy and excited.

But it is even more impossible to reveal the slightest bit of feelings towards Yang An.

She used to have severe amblyopia, close to blindness, which was slightly better than Yang An at the time. She was cured before Yang An's accident. At that time, although she was three years older than Yang An, she felt she was still worthy of Yang An.

of……

But now, she feels that she is not worthy of Yang An.

"Sister Tang, why are you saying sorry? Well...I think my dear daughter is right. You are my wife...My wife, I have worked hard for you in the past ten years!"

"ah……"

Tang Yanni screamed out in surprise, and was pulled directly into Yang An's strong arms and hugged her tightly.

She blushed with embarrassment and hid her face in Yang An's arms, but tears burst out of her eyes.

Embrace……

Thirteen years of fake marriage, she has never experienced it...

Yang Hanxue stuck out her tongue and made a face. She looked at Yang's father and mother with eyes full of envy, jealousy, and hatred. After a long time, she finally couldn't help it and said: "Dad, just hug mom? Are you biased?"

!Your precious daughter seriously lacks fatherly love..."

The reunion after ten years was warm and heartwarming.

Qin Ling's eyes were moist and she watched quietly.

Looking at Yang An, her idol...

After a long time, the three of them separated.

"Dad, I suspect that your father is a fake father. Please tell me honestly. Is it an official commemoration of you and an artificial human created by cloning genes? The picture of Father Yang is different from yours. The NPC Shenwu Father Yang is exactly the same as you...

..." Yang Hanxue suddenly tilted her head and said.

"..." Yang An was speechless for a while.

But Yang Hanxue's words made Tang Yanni look at Yang An suspiciously.

"Miss, no, the great god is a real great god!" Qin Ling said.

"Xiao Qin, how can you be so sure?" Yang Hanxue looked at Qin Ling and said. The thirteen-year-old girl called Qin Ling the same name as her mother, Xiao Qin, and it was very smooth. Tang Yanni and Qin Ling had long been used to it.

, but Yang An felt extremely funny.

Yang An also looked at Qin Ling. The Qin family felt a bit familiar and seemed to have been seen before, but Yang An couldn't remember it for a while...

"Technological civilizations such as gene cloning can indeed create humans. But they can only create ordinary people and are ineffective for practitioners. Great gods are real masters, so great gods must be real great gods! Great gods...

I, my name is Qin Ling, a disciple of the Qin family, I am your idol... No, you are my idol, do you still remember me? In Second Life, the lady took me once, and we have met...

"

"The little bell of Xikou Village?" Yang An frowned and thought.

"Yes!"

"No wonder I feel like I've seen you before. You were about the same age as Xiaoxue now, and you've become a big girl. Thank you Qin family for me..."

"No, no, no, this is all a task assigned by Miss Qin Xuan...the village beauty of Xikou Village...what we should do."

"Xiao Qin." Yang Hanxue feigned anger and glared at Qin Ling.

Qin Ling stepped back in embarrassment and stopped talking...

"Dad, Auntie Cunhua is your CP. I don't mind, but I can only be your little mother..."

"Xiaoxue, if you talk nonsense again, mother will be angry!" Tang Yanni said with a dark look on her face.

Yang An is also quite...

have no choice.

This daughter, well, my daughter, is reluctant to smoke.

What could he say?

The village flower, Lao Yang must be harvested!

No way, even if he travels through time and is reborn in the Shenwu Continent, the village beauty is an existence that he misses deeply and cannot forget. That faint feeling is indescribable, but it is long-lasting and unforgettable. He will think of it from time to time. This is still not clear about the village beauty.

Under the premise of appearance...simple, pure, and unadulterated feelings...

And now, through Dao Ling, Yang An already knows what the village beauty looks like.

Not to mention...

Yang An glanced across the cemetery, and then he noticed that there were various figures in the cemeteries, poking their heads and heads, as if they were peeking at them.

Most of them are old people, less young people, and there are also children, some in ancient costumes, some in modern costumes...

"Soul?" Yang An said in shock: "A very weak aura...can survive? It's strange..."

In the Shenwu Continent, there are countless warriors, and the will of the spirit soul is much stronger. However, if you don't reach the realm of transformation into gods and become a primordial spirit, your spirit cannot remain for long after death unless you use a magic weapon that can foster the spirit.

But at this moment, the souls Yang An saw were obviously the most ordinary mortals!

Moreover, Yang An could clearly sense that these extremely weak souls showed no signs of dissipating.

"Great God, after the spiritual energy of the earth begins to recover, the door to the underworld will open again... The cemetery is a place where yin energy gathers, connecting the underworld and the two worlds. Starting from midnight, when yin and yang meet, they will appear."

"Is there really an underworld?" Yang An asked.

I really don’t know any of this.

Shenwu Continent does not have this concept at all, only demon spirits. But demon spirits and ghost-souls are completely two concepts and different existences. Demon spirits are formed by the accumulation of evil thoughts and are the evolution of seven emotions and six desires. Souls, at least in front of Yang An

Seeing these, they are all powerless, pure souls...

"Ahem, it's been there since ancient times... Great God, with your ability, it will be no problem for the soul to leave the body, enter the netherworld, or go to the underworld. According to the elders of my family, the underworld has never disappeared, only the two realms of yin and yang
To be continued...