Everyone Wants to Kill Me and Sermon [Transmigration Book]

Zeng Haoran's current situation is really miserable. His breath is so weak that it doesn't look like what a monk should have. It's so weak that it seems that it can stop in the next second.

But he smiled, a smile that no other monk had ever seen on him.

No matter when and where, except when Fu Jia is by his side, Zeng Haoran never smiles.

It's not that they haven't seen Zeng Haoran in such a difficult situation, on the contrary, they have actually seen too many such scenes.

Zeng Haoran was able to become a well-known dark horse so quickly, he definitely did not pay a little bit, no monk would describe him as lucky when mentioning him.Zeng Haoran challenged the Tianjiao on the Immortal Ranking one by one, and then climbed to tenth on the Immortal Ranking step by step.

Every time he fights, every time he fights for an opportunity, he will be scarred.

But every time, Zeng Haoran would look at everything around him with indifferent eyes.Even knowing that he has no strength, even knowing that he is seriously injured, no one dares to shoot him when he is weak.

Because Zeng Haoran is notoriously ruthless.

Be tough on others, be tough on yourself.

Everyone was afraid that he would bite off their flesh and bones too, and no one could ignore the ruthless force on Zeng Haoran's body.

But the current Zeng Haoran was beyond everyone's expectations. In such a situation where he was covered in injuries, he didn't show his dreaded fangs as usual, but smiled brightly.

Like a big boy who has not been deeply involved in the world and is full of vigor.

"You said, as long as you help me, I will do anything for you." Zeng Haoran's brows and eyes were curved, and when he said this, it was as if he was saying something very sweet, even his tone It also became lighter.

Fu Jia was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Zeng Haoran to say these words.

I didn't expect the other party to have such an expression when he said this.

Fu Jia's eyelashes trembled.

He made the other party take the demon oath, he always thought that Zeng Haoran hated this oath that bound him, and also believed that the other party helped him because of the persecution of the demon oath.

But now-

Why is he looking like this.

Fu Jia doesn't understand emotions, he can't distinguish the emotions of the people around him, he can only rely on cognition.But at this moment, he couldn't find any evidence from Zeng Haoran that the other party was harboring malice and insincerity.

Fu Jia's lips parted slightly.

--why?

Because of his own personality, Fu Jia really rarely spoke up, let alone asked, but now he has the idea to ask.

But before he spoke, Zeng Haoran's voice continued to recall.

"Fortunately."

okay what?

"Finally, I have fulfilled this promise before my life is about to end." Zeng Haoran's lips curved even more. His appearance is quite outstanding, but because of the temperament accumulated over the years, few people will notice this.When the sharp aura dissipated from his body, his outstanding appearance was revealed.

"I'm not that bad." The blood-stained young man carefully held the artifact that he had been holding in his arms to Fu Jia, and then showed a sunny smile again, "Jia Jia, here you are."

Fu Jia's fingertips trembled slightly, and he took the artifact.

"why?"

It was a very soft voice.

It was also the first time Fu Jia said this sentence to Zeng Haoran.

After Fu Jia received the artifact, Zeng Haoran felt as if a big rock had been loosened, and his body, which had been tense all the time, could no longer be overloaded.His back suddenly bent down, and the natal spiritual weapon supporting him in his hand also began to shake violently, making a howling hum.

Zeng Haoran coughed several times suddenly, but when he heard these words, he still pretended to be nonchalant and straightened his back, hiding his pain and showing a gentle smile.

But his body was trembling unceasingly, the corners of his raised mouth were bleeding, and his sword was weeping.

"Why do you need to protect it with spiritual power?"

Obviously there is no need to protect it.

As long as Zeng Haoran is not really killed, as long as he is unwilling to give it to others, the artifact can only be held by Zeng Haoran.

Moreover, this is an artifact!

No one in the world can damage it.

Fu Jia ignored the sense of familiarity that arose in his heart when he got the artifact, and just looked down at Zeng Haoran.

Zeng Haoran seemed to be taken aback for a moment, but the bright smile on his face did not diminish at all. The weakness in his voice could not be concealed at all, and his speaking speed began to slow down, "It will be dirty."

The voice was already very soft, but there was a gentleness in the voice that no one else present had heard before.

"It's covered in blood, it's so embarrassing, I'll make it dirty if I hold it." Zeng Haoran explained, "I can't just give it to you like this, it can't be dirty, what you hold should be the best .”

He was really weak already, and the words of explanation were word by word, every word seemed to consume all his energy.

It also seems to contain extremely complex and unspeakable feelings.

But Fu Jia's fingertips continued to tremble, but his face still did not show any clues, and his voice was still without any emotion, "No need."

His eyelashes trembled rapidly, and a shadow fell across the eyelids.

"My hands are covered with blood." Fu Jia's voice paused, "I will kill everyone in Qiongzhou Milie."

He looked directly at Zeng Haoran, trying to find the slightest flaw in Zeng Haoran, "Including you."

So, no need.

He doesn't deserve it.

But Zeng Haoran didn't show it on his face, he didn't even froze for a moment, instead he smiled more gently, "Then have I really met your expectations of me and done everything I can do for you?"

Just when Fu Jia was stunned by his words, Zeng Haoran gently picked up the artifact in Fu Jia's hand.

"Jiajia, I feel like you are hesitating."

"Although there seems to be some self-indulgent sentimentality, I still have to say, don't hesitate because of me." Zeng Haoran smiled gently. This is the first time he has taken the initiative in front of Fu Jia, except for the first meeting At that moment, he was very passive and humble in front of Fu Jia.Zeng Haoran's voice was very soft, "Although I am very happy, I am really not qualified."

When Fu Jia was holding the artifact, Zeng Haoran sent the artifact into his chest with his own hands, very fast, as if he had done a small thing casually.

"I actually know what you're referring to just now."

Zeng Haoran still opened his mouth, his voice was very soft, and there was some affection.

Just listening to his voice, no one would have thought that he was suffering such a serious injury now, and no one would have guessed that it was just the words he said when he personally sent the sharp weapon into his heart.

"But that statement is not actually true."

- "I'm a very, very bad person."

——"This is my warning to you, don't be deceived by any of my actions, if you don't want to be bruised all over because of me, don't have any good feelings for me."

——"Otherwise, you will regret it."

"I have never regretted it."