After Rebirth, My Enemy and I Reincarnated Together

Lu Xuanheng once unified the mountains and rivers and created the sky for eternity, but after his death he was reborn as a dying beggar - Lu Zhaoming. I wanted to rebuild my old business, but found that 30,000 years had passed, and things went counterproductive. The supreme imperial power of the past has been replaced by the separatist power of the state capital, and his life's achievements have been reduced to vague legends in classics. It must be the contract with the will that tricked him. In order to find out the truth about the contract, he pretended to be a refugee and approached the seriously injured young master Qi Sanran, who had a face that looked exactly like his best friend and enemy Yuan Zhao. During the journey, the two formed a bond of adversity, but they did not know that there was a hidden murderous intention in the world of cultivation. After some research, it was discovered that Will is the old god of the world, and its purpose is to use the luck of Lu Zhaoming, the son of the world, to help him escape from this world. Witness the actions of aspiring young people from all walks of life. When family intrigues, ancient contracts and blood debts on the Canglan River emerge one after another, and faced with the fact that the aura of the world of cultivation is increasingly thinning, where should Lu Xuanheng go? Lu Zhaoming (attack) × Qi Sanran (receiver) Sunny and cheerful on the outside, but lacking love on the inside, dark and shrewd × In the early stage, she is as gentle as jade. In the later stage, she is extremely possessive and criticizes beauties like crazy. This article is also called "Jin Gu City" _______ "Look at me, Lu Zhaoming!" Qi Sanran's voice was hoarse, "Don't show that look again! That look... Looking at another person through me!" Lu Zhaoming was forced to raise his head, and his neck pulled out a fragile arc. He didn't struggle, just let Qi Sanran do what he did, and silently endured this belated judgment. "Speak!" Qi Sanran lowered his head suddenly, and his hot breath fell on the side of Lu Zhaoming's neck, with despair, "Tell me! Who is that Yuan Zhao? This face of mine... This look on my face that reminds you of deja vu... Is it him?" His fingers were so hard that they almost dug into Lu Zhaoming's wrist bone, "Is it from the moment we met in the ruined temple... What you saw was never Qi Sanran?! It was just... Just the shadow of that person in your memory?! …… "Say... Who am I..." Qi Sanran stared at Lu Zhaoming. On the verge of being swallowed by his consciousness, a name, like a brand, uncontrollably spilled from his lips: "Yuan Zhao!" This name, like the most vicious curse, instantly froze all Qi Sanran's movements! His body was stiff, the color on his face had faded, and there was pain and despair in his eyes. The moment Lu Zhaoming called out his name, a trace of pain and regret flashed in his eyes. He slowly closed his eyes, and a tear slipped silently from the corner of his eye and disappeared into his temple. Qi Sanran stood up slowly, as if all his strength had been drained away. He looked at the person under him with closed eyes, pale face, and wet tears, and felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart, freezing his limbs and bones in an instant. He staggered back, grabbed the scattered clothes and put them on haphazardly. Without looking at Lu Zhaoming again, he stumbled out of the room and rushed into the boundless storm outside. His figure was instantly swallowed up by darkness. Lu Zhaoming was the only one left in the cold room. After all, he still hurt the person he least wanted to hurt. ​___________ 1-The main cp is locked and cannot be opened or reversed. 2-All plot developments in the article serve to promote the plot. Please do not deviate from the plot discussion, do not bring it into reality, do not confuse the boundaries between reality and virtual novels, and do not go online with online novels. 3-Don't mention other authors' articles in the comment area of ​​this article, and don't mention this article in the comment area of ​​other authors. Respect the creative achievements of others. Thank you all. 4. Please have friendly exchanges and peaceful discussions in the comment area. Personal attacks are prohibited. Thank you readers for your cooperation. 6- Arguing will hurt your fortune, I wish you all good luck and prosperity. Purpose: Escape from the lonely city that traps you