Everyone Wants to Kill Me and Sermon [Transmigration Book]

Although it is clear that Fu Jia will be unconscious or not is out of Fu Jia's control, but after seeing the young man in front of him nodding in agreement, Mozun's mouth still bends upwards uncontrollably.

He really didn't want to see Fu Jia fall asleep again.

"Master, when the day comes, this nameless tree will really bear fruit. Will you really give me the fruit it bears?"

Mozun heard Fu Jia say something to him in a soft voice.

After hearing Fu Jia repeating the incident, Mozun actually froze for a moment, he always felt that there seemed to be some other meaning mixed in Fu Jia's words.But soon, he attributed it to the fact that Fu Jia really liked the fruit of the nameless tree.

"Yes." Mozun nodded.

In the next second, he saw Fu Jia bending his eyebrows towards him.

The tense heartstrings seemed to be stretched because of the raised eyebrows, and Mozun suddenly had an extremely unreal feeling.

He smiled.

Fu Jia even took the initiative to smile at him.

There was some amazement and joy in his eyes, Mozun looked at Fu Jia with some bewilderment.It was a long time before he came back to his senses, and immediately returned the same smile.

But Mozun couldn't stop thinking in his heart.

If that day really comes, when he really delivers the fruit to Fu Jia, will the boy smile brighter and more beautifully?

Faintly, for the first time, Mozun looked forward to that day.

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Mozun left soon.

After he left, Fu Jia's eyes fell on the nameless tree in front of him again.

[Are you going to leave after you get the fruit? ] While saying this, the system's supposedly cold and emotionless voice became a little strange.

[Um. ] Fu Jia nodded slightly.

He has been in the Demon Realm for a long time, and he can't spend any more time here.

Now that the matter of Guo Guo has been settled, he should also focus on the kindness of Mozun for saving his life.

[System, can you make my body gradually disappear in public? ] After a little thought, Fu Jia asked the system.

[Can. ]

[Even the devil can't see the difference? ]

[right. ]

[Um. ]

[…] Host, how do you want to repay your favor?

The system wanted to ask this question, but after hesitating for a moment, it still didn't ask, and just said, [Host, I will help you block the pain at that time. ]

[thanks. ]

Soon, the system got a response from Fu Jia.But for some reason, the system doesn't like its host talking to him in such a distant tone.

When the system fell silent again, Fu Jia was also thinking about repaying her kindness.

He actually already had a rough idea.

The Demon Lord just wanted to destroy him.

And he also needs to make this body no longer have the possibility of resurrection.

So the best way is to make use of his Taoist mind of supreme goodness like water.

He violated his Dao heart, was abandoned by Heaven, was abandoned by Dao, and redeemed his sins after self-loathing, all his consciousness was extinguished, and his soul was scattered.

Only when the monk's spiritual consciousness has completely dissipated in the world and cannot be condensed again, the monk is really gone and can not be revived.

He doesn't need to really do this, he just needs to make everyone who sees him believe that he is like this.

Fu Jia withdrew her gaze from the nameless tree, and then walked towards the bedroom.

Thinking of what the Demon Lord had done to him in this year, Fu Jia's eyes lowered slightly.

He didn't expect Mozun to do this to him.

The extinction of spiritual consciousness is the most tragic end for a cultivator. It disappears completely, and there is no place to turn it around.

But that's the only way to satisfy Mozun.

only--

He needed a reason that would perfectly bring about this.

"Your Highness, do you mean that you want to know what happened before you lost your memory?" The demon servant who was called to stop by Fu Jia swallowed, and then asked with a trembling voice.

"Ah."

He wanted to know what kind of personality Mozun had arranged for him.