Pick up a deity to cultivate a subject

Brocade clothes are swaying, mist and shadows are lost, at the time of ups and downs, someone sighs softly, for some reason or who, only a touch of love and hate lingers in my heart, it is hard to describe!

——Book with Jun

The night rain in early spring was mixed with falling snow. A lonely fan stood under the eaves and reached out to pick it up. His sleeves were wet, but there was no snow left. After nearly 300 years of isolation, he didn’t know whether the rain and snow in early spring were normal. Lan Jue was seriously injured. When he went back to search, he was frightened by those horrible hands.

It's ridiculous to say that 300 years ago, he fought with his master in the world of comprehension, how many people he killed, how many corpses and arms he saw, but it was not as shocking as this time. Even though he was unconscious, Nalan Jue still screamed With the name of Hua Shiqi, after only a few months of getting along, their fake show has come true, and they can't let go of this little junior brother.

"In this world, the best way to nourish a soul is to nourish it with a living soul!"

Hua Shiqi, who was floating in the sea of ​​consciousness, was sober, or he was sober from the beginning to the end, but now his intermittent memory is more complete, but he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, Hua Wenhai saved him, Let him live, but didn't teach him how to live, whether he was pampered or used as a container, all of this was happening for real, but Hua Shiqi didn't feel wrong, even though he was innocent, So what?

Heh, life and death, the simplest things are beyond your control, what else can you hope for——

If he hadn't been born in this world, maybe there would be a lot of grievances and grievances in this time.As soon as this thought came out, Hua Shiqi's sea of ​​consciousness stirred up waves. He didn't know why he was struggling, maybe he was just unwilling, because he owed a lot, and he didn't keep his promise. It's just a person, with his own selfishness, his slack eyes regained his spirit, and the pure purple spread across the entire sea of ​​consciousness, except that the foot of Hua Shiqi was clean, and the evening flower above the sea of ​​flowers was empty on the sea. Falsely blooming, the little child in the bud curled up into a ball, a strange person, strange eyebrows, Hua Shiqi squatted down and looked at his own reflection, it took a long time to stand up straight, his bare white feet stepped across the sea of ​​flowers , the thorny roots stuck into the flesh, he seemed to be unconscious, letting the blood become the nourishment of these flowers.

"Sorry, I can't let you go out, but I won't let you alone, I will accompany you, and sleep with you in this sea of ​​flowers!"

Needless to say, Hua Shiqi has met Su Lanchen before, so he will not speak easily. The relationship between them can no longer be clearly explained by a sentence of love and hate. Started to freeze, Hua Shiqi took a step and pushed herself into the bud, just now the old man asserted that he knew what to do, yes, there is no better way in this world than nourishing the soul with the soul , although this is nothing more than one life for another!

"Don't wait, there's no point in waiting."

Nalan Jue's hands were wrapped into balls, his long hair was untied, and he came out of the rain wearing a coir raincoat. It looked rather funny, but Yiye Gufan couldn't laugh, his fists were so hard that his nails were broken There is no scar on the palm, how can the body of a demigod be comparable to an ordinary mortal body, how difficult it is to get hurt!

"I always wait for him to be safe."

Yiye Gufan's words made Nalan Jue silent. This person was not like this before. The death of the younger brother really changed many people. Thinking of this, Nalan Jue looked down at his hands. What right does she have to say about others? Not that much has changed.

"Let me accompany you, I can't sleep anyway."

Nalan Jue thought of her changes, and suddenly realized that she could no longer remember what she was like in the past. A snowflake was blown on the tip of Nalan Jue's nose, and the old scene was in front of her eyes. The young man was pretending to be romantic She scratched her nose with bent fingers, but her eyebrows and eyes turned into Hua Shiqi's immature appearance, only heard a clear and crisp "Senior Sister!", Nalan Jue closed her eyes and endured the sharp pain in her heart. At this point, they have no choice!