"Is it time going back?" Jing Ge touched his face and looked at his body, which was much smaller than before, and couldn't help but feel confused.

"Why are you stupid?" The man sitting on the edge of the bed stood up, took a bent bow from the wall, and brought a leather bag with several sharp arrows inside. He said without looking back: "You cook yourself today, I have to go hunting, so I can come back in the evening!"

"Wait a minute!" Jing Ge suddenly jumped up and said, then stunned for a moment, touched his throat, and found that his voice became sharp.

At this time, all aspects of his body's characteristics bizarrely turned into a child.

"What are you doing?" The man turned his head and showed his familiar face again.

"You, you, are you going to hunt in Tianmu Mountain?" Jing Ge's heart trembled and he tried to ask.

"You won't have a fever, right?" The man frowned and covered his forehead with his hand. "No? Of course I went to Tianmu Mountain to hunt! Although it was winter, if you were lucky, you could still get something. You can stay at home and don't go out to cause trouble, do you know?"

Jing Ge's whole body trembled slightly, tears suddenly rolled, wet his little face, held the man's hand tightly, and shouted in an almost hoarse voice: "Dad——"

"What's wrong with this kid today? Didn't wake up? Okay, okay, your godfather is still waiting for me at the door!" The man said impatiently, broke free from Jing Ge's hand, lifted the curtain, and walked out.

Jing Ge sat on the bed, looking at himself, looking around, frowning, and smirking...

"Is this true? Not a dream? I'm back when I was a child! Dad, he was not dead!" Jing Ge shouted in his heart, feeling that everything was incredible.

"Or--all of this happening is just me dreaming? What about Jing Wuming, Jing Chusu, Jing Chuhong, Cultivation and Eternal Life, all are false? They are all my dreams? Impossible, how could dreams be so real? I still remember Chen Xinqi and Qingyang - Ah! They are dead!" Jing Ge jumped up again, and a thought moved, a purple light flashed, and turned into a child on the ground, bare butt, motionless.

Jing Ge walked over, touched him, and then his thoughts moved up. His clone immediately shook all over, moved a few times, and walked a few steps forward. Then he murmured: "It's really time going back! Everything starts again!"

Thinking of this, Jing Ge slapped his head again: "Oh no! Dad is going to hunt in Tianmu Mountain, so why don't you meet a bear and fire beast next? Then—" he couldn't help but look horrified: "No! I have to rewrite everything! Dad, I can't die!" So he immediately came to the window and opened the closed window.

The sun shone in, and purple light flashed in the clone's eyes, and then he looked out. The sky was blue like a wash, white clouds were like dreams, Tianmu Mountain in the distance was sank into the clouds, and snow was like a fairy world. Nearby, a dilapidated courtyard was surrounded by crooked fences. At a corner of the yard, there were a few stones piled up in strange shapes, covered with a layer of frost, as if it was the toy I had fiddled with when I was bored yesterday, everything was so familiar.

Jing Ge was just stunned. Suddenly he looked up and saw a sound from the sky breaking through the sky, passing through three streams of light. In the flashing purple light in his eyes, Jing Ge clearly saw that there were three people in the stream!

Cultivator!

"Sure enough, indeed! It's so amazing! How is this possible?" Jing Ge was completely stunned, turned around and looked at his body. With a thought, his clone disappeared. Then Jing Ge opened his eyes and returned to his body.

"According to the previous development, I will definitely go to Tianmu Mountain, then meet the bear fire beast, and then kill it. I will meet Xie Changchun again..." A trace of evil spirit flashed across Jing Ge's face, "If I don't go now, then my father wouldn't come to me, and then my father wouldn't have met Xie Changchun being killed. I will not commit suicide, and I will become a living dead person when I meet Jing Wuming..."

"As long as I don't go, everything will change!" Jing Ge said to himself.

So, Jing Ge was not attracted by the three streams of lights and returned to sit on the bed, his eyes flashing, "Is this true? Am I dreaming?"

"Ah! I still remember a lot of cultivation techniques and know about resentment attacks, so I can't-" Jing Ge's eyes lit up, as if he had found great hope. He was about to recall the Three Evils's techniques carefully, but his head exploded, and he rolled his eyes and fainted.

A golden lightning flashed again in the darkness. Strangely, the lightning did not disappear, but was fixed in the picture, curved and exuded a strong aura. Then the lightning twisted into the middle and turned into a human form, a man.

The man's appearance was not very handsome, and he revealed the momentum of breaking everything. His long golden hair, golden eyes, and in the middle of his eyebrows, a lightning symbol was imprinted, which continued to emit a golden light.

"It's you, Huang Tianhua!" At some point, Jing Ge had a body in the darkness and stood in front of Huang Tianhua.

Huang Tianhua's golden pupils locked on his face, and he smiled and said, "You have two choices. One, go back to the past and start over. The resentful spirit and the resentful spirit bead are taken back by me. You will never be able to cultivate the truth for the rest of your life. Two, continue to cultivate the truth step by step, continue to cultivate the truth, work hard to cultivate to the highest level, and then you can save the dead Chen Xinqi. You can choose for yourself!"

"Can't you choose both?" Jing Ge said subconsciously.

"No. If you choose the first path, there will never be a second path. If you choose the second path, you will never change the past history."

"Then - can I give me some time to think about it?" Jing Ge's joy completely disappeared at this moment. He felt very heavy in his heart.

The first path: Start over, Jiang Qiu will not die! Live an ordinary life in the mortal world. You will not meet Jing Wuming, nor will you meet his two daughters, nor will you go to Deep Blue Star to meet Chen Xinqi. Everything in the cultivation world is not his business. Chen Xinqi will only be an ordinary woman on Deep Blue Star, grow up slowly, get married and have children, grow old slowly, and then die.

The second path: Continue your current life. The resentful spirit is dead, Chen Xinqi is dead, and Jing Wuming and Jing Chusu have both become murderers. On Huang Juxing, all the cultivators who are still alive are murderers. They are all enemies! The future path, killing people, revenge, cultivation, immortality, have a certain chance to resurrect Chen Xinqi... and the Jing Chuhong who has been waiting for it!

Logically speaking, the past has passed, and we should choose the present. However, in the past, as long as Jing Ge changes slightly, Jiang Qiu will not die! He will live well and well!

In this case, how can we choose the current path?

"Is time? I can only say, after you wake up, what path you are thinking about, and what path you are thinking about. Wake up!" Huang Tianhua restrained his smile, and suddenly a golden light appeared in his eyes. Jing Ge's eyes stinged, and he couldn't help but close his eyes and screamed "ah".

"Ah——" Jing Ge opened his eyes and sat up. He felt something fall off his face. He looked down and found that it was a warm wet towel stacked in a shape of a rotating head.

"Qingyang, you are awake!" A gentle and concerned voice came. Jing Ge turned around and saw that it was Jiang Qiu.

Jing Ge's eyes hopped and he said excitedly: "Dad! I can finally see you again!"

Jiang Qiu was stunned for a moment, covered his forehead, and saw that the fever had subsided, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said, "Silly child, I've only been missing for a day, I'm just saying such things! I don't have any masculinity at all!"

Jing Ge smiled and felt very warm. Then he had a thought and frowned again, because the feeling of the clone was gone. The resentful spirit bead had disappeared.

"If you don't have it, then you won't have it! As long as you can be with your father, nothing matters!" Jing Ge took a deep breath and smiled at Jiang Qiu: "Dad, you're back from hunting!" After that, he looked out the window. The sky had become dull, and it was already evening.

"Yes! But today everything is being beaten, your tuition fee-" Jiang Qiu said sadly.

Jing Ge hurriedly said, "It's okay, dad! There will always be a solution!"

"Yes." Jiang Qiu nodded and said, "By the way, your godfather's house has already prepared the meal, let's go over and have a meal!"

"Okay! I haven't seen my godfather and the others for a long time. I have forgotten Qingquan's appearance!" Jing Ge laughed and blurted out.

"What's it long time no see?" Jiang Qiu's expression narrowed, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Uh--" Jing Ge cursed in his heart: "Damn it! I've been reborn! I'm still saying such crazy words!" He couldn't help but cough and said: "I'm kidding, let's go! If it's too late, there will be nothing delicious!"

"Godfather, godmother, Qingyang misses you so much!" As soon as Jing Ge entered Qingming's house, he threw himself into Qingming's arms.

"Go and go! Where did the wild boy come from? Why did you come here for?" A sharp little girl's voice came.

Jing Ge turned his head and thought to himself, "By the way, I killed the Qingquan family's chicken with spiritual sense! She is still blaming me now!" So he walked over and smiled embarrassedly, and said, "Good sister, just forgive me once, I really didn't mean it!"

"Hey, what are you calling me?" Qingquan said in surprise.

Jing Ge was in a good mood and was not as calculating as before. He just smiled and said, "Of course I call me sister! You are my real sister, good sister, beautiful young lady! Just forgive me! Don't ignore me, okay?"

Qingquan looked up and down Jing Ge for a long time, then said to Jiang Qiu: "Uncle Jiang, your Qingyang is not sick, right? Why do you say that today?"

Jing Ge pinched her little face and smiled and said, "I'm not sick! From now on, will I say this to you?"

"Well, be good!" Qingquan clapped his hands with joy, and pinched Jing Ge's face for a moment, and said, "Call me again?"

"Sister!" Jing Ge shouted happily...

Inside the Yanguo territory on Huang Jixing.

In the twelfth month, there was a cold wave throughout the country. In the winter, there was a high point, and thick mist floating in the early morning, completely submerging the streets and alleys in the city, and people could not see clearly the faces of ten steps away.

A rich manor is located on a street in the south of the city. There are stone carvings of lions standing on the left and right in front of the door, with a lacquered red door closed, and the word "Baifu" hanging on the top. On the thick three-meter-high courtyard wall, a big red lantern is hung at a distance, obviously preparing for the New Year Festival.

And at the back door of this manor, the small door that was also closed suddenly creaked and opened!

Then two men, who looked like servants, curled up from inside and rubbed their hands, walked out, their necks tightened, and their hats covered their ears. As they breathed, white air was clearly visible.

There is a small path in front of the back door, and on the other side of the path is a small river. The river surface is filled with fog, the water is cold and frosted, and it flows silently.

The two servants looked bitter and hurried across the path, but did not notice that a person was lying straight beside the river. The river water penetrated half of his body, motionless, like a corpse!

More than an hour later, the two families rushed back again, carrying firecrackers in their hands. At this time, the fog was much thinner. Therefore, one of them glanced at the river and saw the lying man. He was shocked and touched the other person's arm with his elbow: "Bai Da, look!"

"What--" Bai Da also turned his head, looked at the sound, and couldn't help but stop. His eyes glared, his mouth opened and his toes were padded, trying to see clearly. The lying man faced downwards, and he could only see that he was wearing a blue shirt, thin and stubborn, and was a man.

"Bai Da, should we go over and take a look?"

"I'm talking about Bai Qi, you're not sick! What's the good thing about dead people? Let's go quickly! I'm so cold!" Bai Da said angrily, then took a look, ignored it, and walked forward.

Bai Qi hesitated for a moment, put the thing in his hand lightly on the ground, jumped off the path, stepped on the rocks on the river, and walked over carefully.

After thinking about it, Bai Qi squatted down and turned the lying man over, revealing a pale face, very young, just a teenager. Bai Qi tried his breath with his slightly trembling fingers, and then touched his heartbeat: "I'm not dead!"

"Hey! Bai Da, he is not dead!" Bai Qi shouted.

"I'm not dead?" From a distance, Bai Da stopped, cursed a few times, but still kindly came to the riverside and said to Bai Qi: "Then let's save it! Let's see what the master will do!"

"Well, okay, you lift his feet!" Bai Qi raised the head of the man on the ground and said.

The two lifted the man up and after a moment, they arrived at the back door.

"This guy is so heavy!" Bai Da kicked the door open with complaint.

After the two of them went in, they threw the man on the ground casually, and then went out to pick up the things they had placed on the ground in advance. After they came back, they stood next to the man and were discussing who to report to their master. At this time, a teenage boy ran out of the inner room, his face turned red with a small bottle in his hand and a childish smile on his face.

"Qingxi, run slowly, don't go out!" An anxious female voice came from behind, and then a woman walked out with a high bun, about thirty years old, with fair skin and an angry face.

"Mom, let me go out for a while!" the little boy rushed over and said coquettishly.

"Madam, young master!" Bai Da and Bai Qi immediately stood in a row and shouted respectfully.

"Yeah." The woman nodded to them and was about to pull the little boy back to the house when she saw the man lying on his back on the ground, and was startled: "Who is he?"

"Report to Madam! This is a person I found by the river when Xiao came back just now. Now he is unconscious and still angry!" Bai Qi said hurriedly.

"I'm still angry!" The woman's face relaxed and she said calmly: "Then go and invite a doctor and show him!"

"Yes, madam!" Bai Qi immediately turned around and drilled out of the back door.

The woman looked at the man on the ground curiously for a few glances, couldn't help but exclaim, walked over quickly, and looked at him carefully.

"I don't know him clearly, but I think he looks so familiar?" The woman said in surprise, "It seems that there was somewhere I saw him when I was a child?" After thinking about it, the woman said to Bai Da: "Take him to the guest room and change his clothes!"

"Yes!" Bai Da immediately did it.
Chapter completed!