I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse-Chapter 1428 - 1429 Reincarnation (Fifth Update)

Of course, even though the four fellow disciples have reincarnated and been through the cycle of reincarnation, there won’t be any conflicts among them even if there are entanglements. After all, in the Great Thousand World, there are only a few relatives and friends, so being able to know each other is considered fate, let alone being fellow disciples.

At this moment, you are quietly sitting in your living room. On your left are three beautiful women of national beauty and heavenly fragrance, namely Zhao’er, Xiao Meiyu, and Xian Qianling, while on your right are Wu Qiyi, Xi Yu, and Lin Panxia. Across from you are your parents, who look eager to try.

Your mischievous mom excitedly clings to your father’s arm: "Hey, hey, dear, why do I feel something more exhilarating than riding a roller coaster? Reincarnation, huh, it’s like becoming a person all over again."

Your father dampens her enthusiasm: "Reincarnation is the cycle of the Heavenly Dao. We were pulled into the reincarnation as we moved forward, and the first thing we lose is our memory. It’s different from when you hide on the side watching your son killing people in games; everything has to wait until the reincarnation ends before memories can recover. Among us, only Mu Yun might retain his sanity, as he wields the Path of Heavenly Power. Additionally, Zhao’er might be slightly better off, but we can’t be sure about the other girls."

You nod, continuing: "Mom, Dad’s right. Maybe after reincarnation, Dad will turn into a charming rich playboy."

Your mother’s eyebrows raise, coldly glaring at the person beside her: "He dares!?"

While laughing and talking, the small mirrors in the hands of the nine people suddenly start shaking, and then they fly above each person’s head. An immense power envelops everyone, and Qian Xiaodao clearly feels his Three Souls and Seven Spirits being drawn in.

Qian Xiaodao’s phone vibrates, and upon taking it out, he turns pale, seeing the message: "Forgot to tell you, your Sen Luo Eye won’t have any function in reincarnation."

"Gan, tricked again!"

Just as these words are spoken, you feel your consciousness being rapidly pulled from your body, and then your awareness and senses are cut off.

Everything falls into nothingness...

In a daze, you have a dream. This dream is unreal; you feel like a wandering soul, observing this world and a person from a third-party perspective.

This person’s name is the same as yours, also called Li Muyun.

Except, he has had parents since childhood, and Grandpa En and Mother En have already passed away, but he still has a grandfather alive, and you also have an elder sister...

"Hm!"

With a slight jolt, you open your slightly hazy eyes, stretch lazily, and yawn.

Looking around, you find yourself sitting on a bus.

The surrounding scenery is also very familiar, just like the current Yuhang City.

Meanwhile, your mind is filled with all the memories of your current identity, reading many interesting pieces of information from the memory, yet at the same time feeling very confused because fundamentally, you do not know what to do this time.

In this reincarnation, you don’t have a clear enemy, nor a clear goal. Everything seems natural, as if you are living here. Zhao’er, Wu Qiyi, and the others were just a dream.

You try to activate the Sen Luo Eye but get nothing, the Seal of Truesky is the same, nothing is sensed.

However, since you’re here, you must live well, living and simultaneously finding a way to delve into the Abyssal Reincarnation to rescue the Empress.

After all, in this world, you already know at least three relatives are by your side. Thinking of them, you can’t help but smile a little, because they do not possess memories of the original world.

At this moment, the bus doors opened, and a few heavily made-up middle-aged women jokingly charged up from among a group of people, with a swagger worthy of "talking and laughing as strong invaders turn to dust!"

Just then, two women with nests on their heads were standing before you, one of them tilting her thick neck and using a sarcastic tone: "Hey, let me tell you, young people nowadays really have no manners."

After speaking, the two women simultaneously directed their gaze at you, their fiery eyes like microwave beams, threatening to roast you in minutes.

Acting oblivious, you rest your hands on the back of the seat in front, turning your head not to look at them.

Who knew these two had no intention of letting you off, and the other woman chimed in: "Exactly! This quality education, who knows where it’s been taught."

Slowly, you turn your head, suddenly flashing a smile as bright as the sun at the two women: "I see that both of you have great vitality, brimming with energy. You should have no problem dancing for a few more years. Whenever you can’t dance anymore, I’ll definitely give up my seat."

"You..." One of the women was immediately angered, but unable to find a countermeasure, could only fume quietly.

And the other woman, clearly battle-hardened, keenly swept her gaze and quickly spotted a flaw. She pointed to the handicapped sign by your seat: "Hey young man, are you disabled? Tsk tsk tsk, you seem young, with no issues with your limbs. Do you have some hidden condition?"

As she spoke, the woman raised her dense eyebrows slightly, shooting a subtle glance at your crotch.

"Ssss——"

This opponent is strong!

Acting as if you’ve just noticed the sign, you draw in a sharp breath. Immediately, your eyebrows knit as an idea comes to mind, so— fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

You use your head to bang against the seat three times, then clutching your forehead, displaying a "I’m very hurt," "I’m already broken" attitude.

The woman, who believed herself victorious, trembles, pointing at you, unable to utter another word.

As you get off the bus, many of the young people inside respectfully watch you leave.

"Yuhang City, I’m back, let’s see what kind of city you are in this reincarnation."

Standing at the edge of a bustling street, you sigh, but without pausing, you carry a simple backpack, slowly weaving through the hurried crowd, departing from the downtown area and entering a little alley. Passing through the alley, you see an old apricot tree, beneath which is a small park with some old folks chatting and laughing.

In a trance, you see a small figure running, cheerful and innocent, as if the whole world is so beautiful.

This is your home, just like in the original world.

"Little Yunyun?"

This image also carries the same call every time the slanted rays of the setting sun bathe the old apricot tree in gold, it’s the voice of your mother calling, echoing in your ears.

"Little Yunyun!"

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