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Jiang Luo did not explain the meaning of his words, but just said coldly: "That's a pity, I thought you were dead."

Fan Wujiu hugged him and said, "Then why did you save me just now?"

Jiang Luo snorted coldly: "I just want to see if my saliva is useful. Is it really like you said, that we must have a blend of body fluids?"

Fan Wujiu still had a painful look on his face: "You can try it. If you don't touch me, I can last a few days."

In fact, Jiang Luo was no longer opposed to getting close to him. After all, he and Huo Yancheng were the same person, so what was the difference between being with him and with Huo Yancheng?

He was just angry, angry that Fan Wujiu had kept the secret from him, as if Fan Wujiu had been hiding a secret from him from the very beginning.

Jiang Luo didn't want to ask, because he definitely wouldn't tell him even if he asked. But this time, he had to find out what Fan Wujiu was trying to do.

Looking at the weak Fan Wujiu, Jiang Luo said, "I kind of want to go to your Nanchun Mountain. Why don't we go to Nanchun Mountain?"

Fan Wujiu hugged him, his tone full of joy: "Okay, I'll go right away."

As he said this, he snapped his fingers, and the carriage took off into the air and flew towards Nanchun Mountain.

The reason why Nanchun Mountain is called Nanchun Mountain is because it is like spring all year round. It is always very beautiful and gives people a relaxed and happy feeling.

The second time he came to Nanchun Mountain, Jiang Luo had the illusion of returning home.

He met the butler again, and this time he still calmly took them to the same courtyard as last time.

Jiang Luo supported Fan Wujiu and asked, "Are the little monkey and the little ginseng spirit still here?"

Fan Wujiu said: "Where else can they go if not here? They were born here and have long regarded this place as their home."

Jiang Luo asked: "Did you rescue them when you burned the mountain?"

Fan Wujiu laughed as he coughed up blood: "Not always. Sometimes I enlighten one on a whim, and then throw it into the forest to be raised by the old tree spirits. In fact, there is no need to raise them. There is enough spiritual energy in this forest. Just eating wild fruits and vegetables is enough for them to live for hundreds of years."

Jiang Luo thought, you are obviously a very kind person, why do you always pretend to be so fierce and bad?

Jiang Luo chuckled and said, "Okay, let's go! I'll go and treat you."

At this time, Jiang Luo no longer cared about his face. It was just going to bed, which was nothing.

Fan Wujiu said: "Oh, you were so desperate last time you came, why are you so proactive now?"

Jiang Luo sighed: "Will you treat me? If not, I'll leave."

Just as he was about to turn around, Fan Wujiu pulled him back, hugged him in his arms, gently rubbed his cheek, and whispered in his ear: "Don't go, Jinglin, don't leave me."

There was a strong smell of blood on Fan Wujiu's body. He didn't know that even gods would bleed when they were injured.

Isn’t blood a standard feature of all living things? Are gods also living things?

Jiang Luo said: "You should take it easy! You are so badly injured, can you still move?"

Fan Wujiu took him to the hot spring courtyard they visited last time, but Jiang Luo asked, "Can you take care of your injury? Won't it get worse if you soak in the hot spring?"

Fan Wujiu shook his head: "This is a medicinal spring, there is no problem."

Jiang Luo thought, isn’t it true that hot springs can invigorate blood circulation and remove blood stasis?

But as soon as Fan Wujiu walked in, he found that the hot spring surrounded him like a whirlpool. His blood first merged into the hot spring water, and then as if it had life, it was all absorbed by his body.

The wounds on his body seemed not to be caused by any sharp weapon, but rather to be branded on the skin by a hot iron, which then peeled off pieces of flesh and blood.

Many of the wounds were bloody and dripping with blood, which made Jiang Luo gasp.

He hurried forward, supported Fan Wujiu and said, "What happened to you? How did you get hurt like this? This wound... seems to have been burned by something? Did you... enter the main god space?"

Fan Wujiu flatly denied: "No."

Jiang Luo sneered: "You denied it so quickly, it seems that you went there. Don't worry, I won't ask you where the main god space is. I know you won't tell me even if I ask. Fan Wujiu, I won't ask you anything in the future. But, don't stop me from checking. If I find out, I hope you won't ask me why I do this!"

As he said this, he stepped forward and suddenly pushed Fan Wujiu into the hot spring. The pain from the burning wounds made Fan Wujiu groan.

Jiang Luo asked, "Does it hurt? You, Fan Wujiu, also feel pain? Haha, you deserve it!"

Fan Wujiu sat in the hot spring and said helplessly, "You are so gentle to him, why are you so cold and cruel to me? Can you be fair?"

Jiang Luo thought to himself, you are still asking me for fairness, have you ever given me fairness?

When you were plotting against me step by step, did you ever think about giving me fairness?

Jiang Luo said: "Okay! You want fairness from me, so I will give you fairness. How I treat him, I will treat you the same way? I'm just afraid you can't bear it."

The wounds on Fan Wujiu's body were gradually healing, but unfortunately the medicinal spring could only heal external wounds and had no effect on his severe internal injuries.

Jiang Luo's expression was cold, but there was a gorgeous smile on the corner of his lips. He said, "Do you remember what you said when I came here last time?"

Fan Wujiu narrowed his eyes slowly, feeling a sense of foreboding. He shook his head and said, "You've said too much. How do I know which one you're talking about?"

Jiang Luo pointed outside the wall and said, "You said you wanted to be in these mountains and forests, let me give you..."

After a pause, Jiang Luo whispered that word into Fan Wujiu's ear.

Fan Wujiu felt as if all the blood in his body was flowing backwards. He stood there and said, "Jinglin, don't mess around."

Jiang Luo asked, "Is it true that the only person you have liked from the beginning to the end is Jing Lin? But don't forget, I am Jiang Luo, not Jing Lin. Even if I know the past, the memories I have now are only of Jiang Luo. Huo Yancheng likes Jiang Luo, but you have always regarded me as Jing Lin. Your Jing Lin will never come back. Fan Wujiu, I advise you not to indulge in the dream of the past. Let Jing Lin go, and let Xi go. Jing Lin may be moved by what you have done. But as Jiang Luo, I will only feel puzzled!"

As he said this, he pushed the seriously injured Fan Wujiu to the ground and made him lie on the wall of the hot spring.

Fan Wujiu tightly closed his eyes, and couldn't help but tilt his neck back. He said impatiently: "In my mind, you are my Jinglin. No matter... you are Jiang Luo, or he... you are the one I love the most."

Jiang Luo looked carefully at Fan Wujiu's body emerging from the water. It was the first time he observed him up close.

This ancient son of god, who is unique in the world, is very handsome and elegant, with three-dimensional facial features, clear edges and corners, and his three parts and five eyes are all in golden proportions.

The pointed chin is matched with a high nose bridge, superior brow bones and clear hairline.

At this moment, his black hair was floating in the hot spring, and he looked like an extremely handsome mermaid from the East China Sea.

Jiang Luo said: "After reincarnation, are you still the same person? In other words, after reincarnation, you may not be able to become a human being. Do you think I am still a human being?"

He is no longer even a human being, he is just an orchid spirit.

Fan Wujiu pinched the back of his neck, took a hard breath, and said in a trembling voice: "You are, you are, you are my most beloved Jinglin, and also my most beloved Xiaoluo. You are mine, forever and ever!"

I... will cut out the best part of me, the part you like best, and then delete his memory of me, so that you can be together without any grudges.

I know you hated my former tyranny and unreasonableness, and hated the fact that I, under the guise of master and disciple, wanted to announce to the world that you were my mistress.

I also know that you are secretly planning how to kill me, how to get all of my cold energy, and how to never suffer the humiliation of being kicked in the back by me again.

Whether you are Jiang Luo or Jing Lin, you will never be able to escape from me for the rest of your life.

But I won’t hurt you like that again. Can you... give my good side another chance?

Now you have not recovered your memory. When you recover your memory, you will definitely still be the Jing Lin who hates me so much and wishes to destroy me completely with a bowl of Zhu Xian Soup.

But I love you, please always remember that you are the only one I love.