Chapter 344

"Wife, we are getting old."

Wang Chong's voice was not loud, but it was deafening to Ye Jingjing.

In my mind, scenes about the past passed by like watching the lights on horseback.

"Sister, sister is dead."

Ye Jingjing grabbed Wang Chong's shoulder and cried.

Suddenly, she covered her heart and felt uncomfortable on her face.

"My heart... My heart suddenly hurts!"

"Jingjing!"

Wang Chong hurriedly tried to call the doctor, but it was too late.

Ye Jingjing slowly tilted her head back, with a look of pain on her face.

She was afraid of pain. After being with Ye Jingjing, Wang Zhong knew the girl very well.

Ye Jingjing left in a hurry. She even left without a word.

"Jingjing, go... All the way."

Ye Jingjing's death instantly made the world boil.

Nowadays, the Wang Chong family is not only the symbol of the royal family of the Great China, but also the object of worship and worship of people all over the world.

Just now, ye Jingjing is gone.

"Sobbing, Jingjing is gone."

Ni Xiaoqin, who knew the news, cried into tears.

Wang Zhong can only comfort: "don't cry, ye Jingjing, this is a happy funeral, and you will die."

Although Wang Zhong comforted for a long time, Ni Xiaoqin, who was heartbroken, aged faster. A month later, Ni Xiaoqin died late one night.

"Woo, mom, mom..."

Ni Xiaoqin's two sons rushed to the bedside.

"Get out of here, crying. It's not proper." Wang Zhong suddenly shouted.

Wang Chong's children have been afraid of Wang Chong since childhood. They dare not look at Wang Chong after being scolded like this.

"Let's do the funeral." Wang Zhong touched Ni Xiaoqin's cold hand and said.

In fact, he didn't feel good in his heart. Ni Xiaoqin left in such a hurry that he didn't even leave a last word.

The funeral was well handled, and Wang Zhong, who had no wife, had been living a reclusive life.

But in terms of cultivation, he didn't fall behind for a moment.

This year, Wang Zhong was finally 145 years old. Now he is very old and has a hump on his back. He is a real old man.

"Xiaoqin, Jingjing, I came to see you."

Wang Chong went to the cemetery and sat on the ground: "you are down here, how are you doing?"

In fact, Wang Chong himself doesn't know where people will go after death, but since there are ghosts in this world, should there also be reincarnation?

"Jingjing, we all have grandchildren. Their name is Qin Jing. They are both Jingjing and yours. They are very cute."

Wang Chong is holding a big picture of his granddaughter in his hand.

Just then, suddenly, dark clouds covered the sky, followed by a golden light.

Wang Chong frowned and hurriedly looked up.

He remembered that on the day of the disaster, the same was true in the sky, and a light appeared.

After that, the light scattered all over the world, and there were magical exchange points.

Now, this wonderful scene appears again.

However, the difference this time is that this light did not form a huge crack, but came out of a black spot inside.

The black spot grew bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a streamer.

"Hmm? This is......"

Wang Chong was more and more frightened as he noticed that the streamer was flying towards him.

Then, the light in the sky gradually dispersed, and the sky returned to its original sunny appearance again.

Such a strange scene, although people in the world are very strange, because nothing happened, so no one cares about it at all.

"Hello."

Suddenly, a greeting came from behind.

The voice is gentle and comfortable to hear.

Subconsciously, Wang Chong turned his head and looked behind him. There was an old man on crutches, who was smiling gently at the moment.

This place is strictly forbidden to enter, so Wang Zhong is very strange, why is this person here?

"Who are you?" Wang looked at the old man carefully.

He suddenly found that there was an inexplicable temperament in the old man, who could not see through him.

"It doesn't matter who I am, but who you are?"

The old man laughed.

Wang Chong suddenly laughed. As the leader of the Great China, he had people who didn't know him.

Wang Zhong is almost sure that this person is not simple.

"I'm a passer-by." Wang chongdao.

"Then I'm the master here. I don't know why you are a passer-by here." The old man stroked his gray beard and said faintly.

"Come and do something."

"Well, when do you leave?"

"I died and almost left." Wang Zhong looked at the old man, "I don't know you."

"Many people don't know me."

"As the master, why don't you protect the people here?" Wang Zhong asked. From the old man's words, Wang Zhong seemed to know some of the old man's identity.

"I have protected it." The old man looked at the white light in the sky in the distance and said.

Wang Zhong looked at it, and his heart moved. That place was an exchange point.

"The fight between the next two things has ruined life here. Hey... Since you said to leave when you die, it's okay, I'll go first."

The old man walked slowly on crutches.

Looking at his back, Wang Zhong suddenly understood, but to be honest, he was not sure whether these were true or false.

"Whatever."

Wang Chong shook his head. As he just said, he was just a passer-by. Here, the only person he worried about had gone, and other things had nothing to do with him.

The next year, Wang Zhong was almost too old to walk.

This is not surprising.

In this life, the talent of his body is not high, so that his cultivation is not as strong as that of Xianshan at that time, so Shouyuan is not strong.

"I'm dying soon, too."

Wang Chong lay on the hospital bed, looking at the two sons and a daughter beside him, and sighed softly.

"Dad, Dad..."

The three children cried into tears.

"Don't cry, Wang Jianguo. As my eldest son, you are so old. The country will be handed over to you in the future. Don't let me down."

"Dad, don't worry."

"Well, remember, you can't be a master until you've had a hard time. Dad's gone..."

Wang Zhong didn't say much about these children.

Very simply, when the children were young, he didn't take care of them for long because of his busy state affairs. Basically, his wife and servant did it.

Even Wang Zhong didn't know much about the character of his children.

So Wang Zhong has nothing to tell his children.

"Dad, woo woo......"

Only the cries of children were left in my ears.

………………

Task role: game player Wang Yan.

Mission objective: I just want to live well in this last life.

Life expectancy: 146 years old.

Partner: 2. (one is in love with you, and the other is at odds with you.)

Offspring: 3. (you don't care about your offspring so much that you don't know them.)

Achievement evaluation: you stand at the peak of the end of the world and create a new era of martial arts.

Reward: 29800 experience points.

This time the experience value is not much, Wang reassessed it, because he died once.

In addition, this time, although I learned a little about the world outlook in the later stage, I didn't understand it in depth. It's not as good as the understanding from Xianshan's life, so there is so much relationship between experience values.

However, Wang chonglai is not worried. Now his experience value adds up to more than 50000, which is completely enough.

Thinking, at this time, a message suddenly came to my mind.

"Ding!"

"Successfully unlock the new reborn character: jet sun, the son of a farmer."

"Mission goal: I want to be a star, and I want to be a famous star."

………………

"Unlocked so soon?"

Wang frowned again.

To become a big star, this goal is not difficult to understand.

The problem is, he hates being a big star.

After years of killer life, he got used to the habit of acting alone. Suddenly, he stood in front of a public and sang and acted. He really didn't like it.

However, now the task is almost a part of his life. Even if he doesn't like it, he can only walk on his knees.

"Headache, it seems that I have no talent for acting at all?"

Wang Chong lay in bed, recalling his past Games.

Several times, I failed the game because of something.

There are reasons why the game is too difficult, but there are also reasons of its own.

That is, the preparation work done by oneself seems to be insufficient.

For example, in this eschatology, because I was full of self-confidence before, who knows that in the eschatology, my physique will be so weak and my luck will be poor.

But even so, it might be better if I knew more about the outside situation at the first game.

It's too late to say anything. Wang Zhong decided to be fully prepared every time he entered the game in the future.

"Be a star."

Wang Zhong nodded silently, "in that case, go out and learn to sing and dance tomorrow."

Although we don't use our own body in the game, it's good to learn some singing and dancing.

When you enter the game, at least you won't have a black eye.

The next day, Shen Shuangshuang went out to see the house according to Wang Zhong's instructions.

Anyway, nothing happened. Wang Zhong watched some entertainment programs at home and listened to some music occasionally.

For this task, Wang Zhong is actually quite stressed.

Although this task is no longer a fight and kill task, it is because of this that it is more difficult.

You know, it's easy to be a little actor. You just need to run to the place where the film is made.

But if you want to be popular and become a famous star, to be honest, it's difficult.

I remember when I was on earth, I don't know how many young and beautiful men and women went to be what kind of trainees and draft in order to win a role.

But in the end, it's nothing to draw water with a bamboo basket, and they have become a semi popular role.

From this, we can see that it is too difficult to become famous, too difficult to go to heaven.

Even if many stars' sons, directors' daughters and big names go to praise, you don't have any real materials, and you can't be popular again.