I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 356: Accept or Abandon

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An Lin was stunned, looking at the boy in front of him who was grinning at him.

He didn't expect that the life he created, the boy who had always been by his side, would stab his heart with a long sword and try to take everything from him.

His heart was in pain, and he was not a saint, how could he endure such a thing.

So when An Lin saw the two options, he immediately chose A: Kill him!

An Lin's body slowly disappeared, and he looked at the boy standing there with indifference.

"Ah! Brother An, why did you disappear!?" The boy was also stunned when he saw this scene.

He hadn't started to absorb power yet, and he hadn't let Brother An witness his growth on the spot, so why did he suddenly disappear...

Just like that, this empty world finally left only the boy alone.

He looked around, nothing.

The boundless black earth, the vast gray and dark sky.

The boy looked at the long sword in his hand, and his arm couldn't stop shaking.

No one talked to him anymore, and no one taught him knowledge.

The boy suddenly felt that he had no goal and no direction.

He was abandoned by Brother An... or was it because he abandoned Brother An first?

Regret?

The boy looked at the sky, his eyes red, tears rolled in his eyes, and he could no longer move.

An Lin looked down at the boy who was crying in confusion from the sky, watching him sit on the ground at a loss.

After a long time, loneliness and despair enveloped him.

The boy gradually became crazy and his emotions began to become unstable.

The vitality in his body was rioting and backfiring, his blood turned black, his eyes turned scarlet, and his skin began to condense layers of armor.

He began to change into the animal that Brother An said, and as his body twisted, tiny legs sprayed out of his body, and his body expanded rapidly, turning into a spider.

Not long after, he turned into a black giant tiger again, running like crazy on the continent.

He turned into an eagle and rushed into the gray sky, trying to break free of something, trying to prove something.

Finally, he fell to the ground with all his strength.

He fell to his death.

He could not be relieved even after death.

Sadness, pain, despair, violence, distortion...

He became a being with endless negative emotions, with a dark and twisted body, wandering on the boundless earth.

An Lin was shocked by this scene, as if something had finally taken off its disguise.

He was dizzy with emotions.

The next moment, he appeared in a room with simple decorations.

Some kind of event was being held here, and it was very lively.

An Lin was lying on a couch with a comfortable look on his face.

He looked up at the window. It was snowing heavily outside, and the snow had accumulated into a thick layer. In the fireplace in the room, the firewood was crackling and burning, covering the room with a warm halo.

An oval blue ghost opened its white eyes and floated to An Lin's side. It carefully made a pot of hot tea and brought the teacup to An Lin.

An Lin picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea with a smile on his face, and squinted his eyes happily.

There were golden flame birds and turtles with clouds and mist playing here, there were short stones in a daze, and there were white humanoid creatures decorating a beautiful tree.

A little fish and a little dragon were arguing about something, only the little black man was the most reliable, showing off his skills in the kitchen, preparing for tonight's dinner.

A little girl with black wings on her back ran towards An Lin with her calves, hugged An Lin's calves and complained: "Brother An Lin, the little colorful snake is cheating. She clearly lost a bead in a bet with me, but she hasn't given it to me yet!"

An Lin looked at the little girl with a reluctant face and a snake tail and a human body, and he was also a little embarrassed.

The girl pouted her mouth aggrievedly, and tears were rolling in her smart big eyes. It was obvious that she had gambled too much and was reluctant to give up the good thing.

Just as An Lin was scratching his head and struggling, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.

He stood up from the couch, opened the door, and then froze.

A little boy was holding a black sword, standing outside the door and sobbing.

His clothes were tattered, his nose, cheeks, arms, and feet were red from the extreme cold, and there were a few snowflakes on his messy hair.

"Brother Anlin, I was wrong, I was really wrong..."

When the little boy saw Anlin, tears kept falling, his body was so stiff that he forgot to tremble, only his clear eyes were filled with endless regret and fear.

Anlin certainly knew this boy, he created this boy, and in the end it was this boy who stabbed him with a sword.

"Brother Anlin, please forgive me, I will never do that kind of thing again."

The boy knelt in the snow and begged bitterly.

Anlin could see that the boy's grief and regret were not fake.

But if he admitted his mistake, should he be forgiven?

In the room, the sound of playfulness still did not stop, and the fire in the fireplace was burning.

Everything was so warm and beautiful, it was a paradise.

Outside the room, the merciless cold wind kept howling, and what came into view was the gray sky and the endless snow.

Everything was so lonely and desperate, and there was no place to stay.

An Lin stood at the door, as if he was at the border of two worlds, facing a choice.

This boy, should he accept him, or abandon him?

In his heart, An Lin liked this boy very much.

The two of them had been together for a long time. At that time, the boy was so cute and pure, like a pure land with infinite hope, which would breed countless possibilities.

But because he liked him so much, his heart was so painful when he faced the boy's betrayal.

The boy's head had already lowered, holding the only black sword, kneeling on his knees in the freezing snow, his body curled up like a hedgehog.

An Lin did not move, and the boy did not move either.

The goose-feather snowflakes continued to fall, covering the boy's head and covering his thin body.

The door was not closed, and an unknown amount of time had passed.

An Lin did not know what kind of emotion it was, he walked out of the door, slowly reached his hand to the boy's head, helped him to clear the snow covering his body, and hugged him tightly.

Cold and warmth blended at this moment...

In a chaos and darkness.

An Lin seemed to have had a very long dream, and when he woke up, there were tears on his face.

He wiped the tears from his face and looked around in confusion. The stone wall, the stone pillar, the coffin...

Oh...yes! I was touching the Heart of God!

Luckily there was no one around, otherwise it would be too embarrassing for others to see a grown man crying!

He couldn't understand why touching the Heart of God would cause such a strange dream.

What did that dream represent? What did those choices represent?

An Lin felt heavy in his heart when he thought of the boy.

He had a guess in his mind, but he really didn't want to think in that direction.

At this moment, the white light ball and the white river suddenly moved.

They moved at the same time, rushed into his body, and began to merge!

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