Zeng Haoran died.

The slightest bit of strength in his body disappeared, and the natal spiritual weapon that had been supporting him was broken into pieces.The young man who had been trying his best to pretend that nothing happened fell to the ground, the blood flowing from his chest stained his skirt red, Zeng Haoran looked even more embarrassed.

But the corner of his mouth was still hooked, and his face was obviously covered with blood, but he showed a very warm smile.

He left with this gentle smile.

Everyone was stunned, and the atmosphere was a bit terrifyingly silent, even the sound of breathing seemed to be gone.

No one thought that Zeng Haoran, who was more ruthless to himself than others and seemed to want his life, would really want his own life.

Fu Jia also became slightly startled, he looked down at Zeng Haoran who was no longer breathing, the hand holding the artifact began to tremble slightly, even the warmth and kindness transmitted from the artifact to his body could not erase it.

It's just that the magnitude is very small, and no one else has noticed it.

[He said--]

Fu Jia looked at the artifact in her hand, it was also a sword, but there was no blood on the blade.

Even if the blade stabbed into Zeng Haoran's chest, it was still clean.

But such a sword that will never be stained with blood is actually protected by Zeng Haoran with such care.

"It will be dirty."

What Zeng Haoran said just now could still ring in his ears, and Fu Jia's eyelashes trembled slightly again.

[He has no regrets. ] This is the first time that Fu Jia's voice brought out some confusion.

Fu Jia seemed to see those people who went crazy because of him in the previous life again.

It seemed that he saw the desperate and painful expressions of those people again, and he seemed to hear those prayers and entreaties.

"Please see if I'm alright."

"I really hate your ruthlessness!"

He seemed to have seen the inexplicable self in the past and heard his own voice. At that time, he said, "But, obviously you said that you like me like this."

Obviously he said that he likes his truth.

It was also what he said that he hoped that he could truly live.

The mad man got madder, and the man cried, "But you haven't changed a thing, and I thought you would."

His eyes were completely red, the man murmured, his voice became lower and lower, "I thought I could make you change, I thought you could see my sincerity, I thought I would make you less indifferent, But I can't, but you haven't changed anything."

The man's voice suddenly rose, but the voice was still humble, "Jiajia, do you know how much I have changed because of you? You don't know, you never know how much I have paid for this."

"I really, really want to be the person you like. I worked like crazy and would change everything, only to find out that you don't like anything. No matter what I do, I have nothing."

He didn't fluctuate at that time, he just asked that person a question, "So, your liking stems from wanting to change me."

The man smiled. He obviously cried very sadly, but the corners of his lips curled up. He didn't know whether he lost control of his emotions or was too sad. "Any effort is expected to be rewarded."

No one is really willing to be nice to someone.

All good things are conspiracy.

Yes, this is such a simple truth.

It was also from that time that Fu Jia didn't have any thoughts of disguising her true character, and he didn't want to make any changes.

but--

Fu Jia looked down at Zeng Haoran who had died under his hands, and he said in a slightly confused voice in his mind, [System, have I changed. ]

He seems to have changed.

Otherwise, he wouldn't hesitate because of an ordinary Zeng Hao.

What Zeng Haoran said was right, he really hesitated when he wanted to attack Zeng Haoran, otherwise he wouldn't have told Zeng Haoran that he was going to kill him, wouldn't have asked so many questions, he would have made a move a long time ago.

[Host...] The system sounded, and it seemed a little overwhelmed, and said anxiously, [It's okay, Zeng Haoran, I can be resurrected. ]

Because he couldn't do it.

He couldn't convince himself, so he wanted to find a reason from Zeng Haoran's reaction that was enough for him to make a move.

Or more precisely, an excuse.

[I'm fine. ]

Fu Jia half-closed her eyes, then she seemed to look away from Zeng Haoran as usual.

He just suddenly discovered that he didn't even know when he started to change.

There are also some who can't tell why they have changed.

However, this change is really small, so small that he still knows what he is going to do now.

Fu Jia picked up the sword in her hand and looked at the other monks present.

[I just found out that I'm really bad. ]

He seemed to finally understand a little bit why those people were crazy.

[System, can you seal other people's memories? ] Eyes flicked across every monk present, Fu Jia asked softly after a pause.

Fu Jia wanted to seal Zeng Haoran's memory about him.

The system quickly understood Fu Jia's meaning, it was slightly startled, and then asked in a bewildered voice, [Why? ]

Fu Jia raised the sword in her hand, and after a moment of silence, she softly replied, "I don't want him to regret it."

After a long time, when Zeng Haoran finds out that there is no return for his efforts, he should regret it like everyone before him.

[Will not!He won't! ] Almost subconsciously, by the time the system found out, it had already blurted out.

After finishing speaking, the system froze.

It also doesn't understand why it blurted out these words.

Faintly, the system seemed to see the scene it had seen again.

It was a person kneeling in a very humble posture, and there was another person's back in front of the kneeling person.

"I will prove it, I will definitely prove it. No matter what the price is, I will prove it!" The system seems to have heard the humble prayer of the kneeling person.

Who is the kneeling man?

Who is that figure from behind?

Why does it feel that everything in front of it is so familiar?

Why did this scene happen to appear when Fu Jia did not believe that Zeng Haoran would not regret it?

What is he trying to prove?

When the system was stunned, all the other monks present changed their expressions, they had heard what Fu Jia said just now.

Fu Jia has obtained the highest authority, and he wants to kill all the monks in Milieli, Qiongzhou!

During the time when Fu Jia and Zeng Haoran were talking, many monks tried to contact the monks of the same sect who had not entered the secret realm.But they all discovered one thing, the communication talisman in their hands could not be sent out at all, no matter what they did, the talisman paper was spinning around like a headless chicken, as if it had found its destination.

just like!The person who received the talisman is gone!

Then contact what Fu Jia said just now, and what happened outside the empty space when they came out, and what happened during the time they entered the secret realm is ready to be revealed!

"Immortal Venerable, please save us! Are you really going to let Hua Jia kill us all? Only you can save us." People with low cultivation bases have already started to shout loudly.

"Yes, yes, yes! My lord, you can't just let it go, Hua Jia is obviously guilty of murder, you have to punish him!"

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