The most brave system in history

The Jiao Er Yuan was like a huge monster that devoured people's souls. When things were going smoothly at the beginning, it was like being hit by a heavy hammer, until deep in the heart,

His entire spirit and will were depressed in an instant.

What follows is depression and total decadence, a feeling that life is meaningless and a desire to commit suicide.

All the pain and sorrow came upon me again in the courtyard, one after another, like an endless hell on earth, invading my heart.

At this moment, I am once again sitting in the room of Keyanmen in the Eryuan.

My eyes feel uncomfortable all the time.

It felt like there was a spike in my waist, pressing against my largest nerve. The pain and torture continued, and I had to use all my strength to resist.

All the pain I have endured has not brought me any material gains. If I must say what I have gained, it is that I have suffered again on the spiritual level, which has made me remember deeply that in the long journey of life, there will be vicious, sarcastic, and heartbreaking existences like the mayfair.

All the good things that I had before, even the fact that I had forgotten the world and dimension I lived in, the moment I entered the Mayan Courtyard, all the memories of the past, and all the misfortunes I had encountered, all flooded into my heart.

I am Shen Jie, a strong man who is in the critical period of "becoming an immortal and transforming into a mortal". Even my heart has begun to immerse myself in the beautiful world that belongs to me. I can't extricate myself from it, and I don't want to escape from it.

It was the Eternal Courtyard that dragged me back into the cage it had set for me. I would rather call it: "Hell".

All the bad things, all the roots of sin and evil, invaded my body and mind from all directions like a raging wind.

I still remember the moment when Ji Min and I walked out of the door on the sixth floor of Mercedes after watching a movie. The wind from the Huangpu River blew on me from all directions. The comfort made me feel the incomparable beauty of the world for a moment.

The better it was at that time,

The more I felt trapped in despair, the more the air in the courtyard was filled with endless sharp factors, like tiny blades, many of which scraped my skin, but there were also many that went deep into my throat and lungs as I breathed, and then flowed through my blood throughout my body, completely imprisoning my magic power at the moment.

However, this body of semi-immortal bones and skin prevents me from dying, but it also causes me to suffer endless pain.

I will never forget that it was the man named Han Yuan who deceived me and cursed me.

I used to believe that as long as I worked hard, the future would be better and better.

They have already reached the realm of semi-immortality and surpassed hundreds of millions of people, but they still have to live like dogs in the Qiu'er Courtyard, without any dignity.

This time when he entered this "hell", he was not mentally prepared, nor did he prepare any talismans or soul-devouring counter-spells.

Just like this, I suffered such a severe setback for no reason.

His mind was filled with deep hatred for this place.

In the chaos and pain, he still thought of some of the time he spent with Ji Min. Although it was short, at least there was a hint of good memories among the extremely painful ones.

However, just when he wanted to magnify this beauty to resist the fierce evil around him, another picture appeared in his mind. It was a room. A tall and graceful girl, who was even more beautiful than Ji Min, was frowning and had a very bad attitude. She expressed her dissatisfaction with him, hatred for him, and determination to destroy him with bad words.

Who else could this woman be other than Wei Jing!

In the 90s and 00s, when the real world was in decline, as he believed and believed in it, he was lingering on the days when his life was getting better.

In recent years, this woman named "Wei Jing" has been like a cancer, appearing from time to time in his dreams, like two realities of life. The reality in the "daytime" is the beauty of being with Ji Min, while the fragments in the "night" are filled with quarrels and endless insults: