Pretend I'm Good [Quick Transmigration]

Longevity for knotted hair, long life is difficult for long life-03

This voice... Cassia frowned, "Back to the South?"

The whole world was blurred, and that voice also fell silent.The other party did not respond, Cassia Zi was not in a hurry, and waited quietly.After a long time, after a long silence, the hoarse voice replied: "Yes, master."

Hui Nan's voice sounded quite stiff and awkward, as if he had never spoken before, and today he spoke the first sentence in his life.Therefore, when he speaks, he looks very unfamiliar, and in the unfamiliarity, there is also some imperceptible shyness.

"Is this your memory?" Cassia hardly did useless things.This time, he clearly knew the answer to the question, yet he still asked the question knowingly.

"Yes, Master."

"...Okay, very good." Cassia Zi said two good ones in a row, but his eyes were shining with a cold light, and he didn't smile at all, "In Xuanmeng Continent, you and I have known each other for exactly 900 years, you know what I hate most in my life?" thing?"

"...Yes, Master." Hui Nan didn't quibble or justify, as if no matter what Cassia Mingzi said, his answer would always be just a stiff "Yes, Master".

"Those who betrayed and deceived were all cut under the sword." Cassia Zi paused, "I don't know, the one who lied to me the longest is you who has been with me for nine hundred years."

Finally, Cassia Zi sighed, his usually indifferent voice was filled with a bit of reluctance, "Hui Nan, you know, there has never been an exception in Cassia Zi's life."

"Yes, Master, I know when I return to the South." This time, instead of repeating the three words monotonously, his stiff and unfamiliar voice carried a somewhat humble request, "Master, before everything is over, can you accompany me back to the South?" Nan relive these 900 years?... Back to the happiest 900 years of Nan."

"……it is good."

Hui Nan smiled like a child who got candied haws, "Yes, master!"

The little boy who was originally blurred became vivid again.

Little Cassia was hugging Hui Nan, stood in front of the ruined temple and looked up at the sky.The clothes on his body were not thick, and they really looked thin in the ice and snow.But in such a cold weather, he still held the icy sword in his arms, as if he was afraid that the dead thing would freeze.

Cassia looked at the stars in the sky.He has watched it for nearly a thousand years, but the scenery has not changed in the past thousand years.When he was in a daze, he suddenly heard a voice in his ear: [... Is this the feeling of warmth? 】

It's going back to the south—it's not back to the south.

In other words, this is Huinan in Huinan's memory, and it is the sigh of Huinan thousands of years ago.

【Very happy. 】

After a while, he said again: [I like it very much. 】

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Day after day, year after year.

Cassia was attached to the sword and accompanied Hui Nan to relive the 900-year scene, and he also followed the way he came back.

From mortal ants to first monk.

From a little beggar with a childlike innocence to a strong man as cold as iron.

He and Hui Nan met at Wei Mo, and then they stood together in Kunlun Yunxiao.Along the way, the only constant around me is going back to the south.

Cassia sighed, and stroked her chest with her right hand, feeling the beating under her chest.He can't always feel his emotions, but that doesn't mean he doesn't really have them.He never felt any regrets.At this moment, Cassia Zi inadvertently felt a little regretful—he was thinking, what kind of feeling was flowing in his blood?

900 years is a long time to say, but it is actually just a snap of the fingers, let alone the 900 years in memory?

It was almost over, Cassia tried to forcefully suppress the beating complexity in his pulse, and he turned his gaze to the cultivator sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

The monk has always had a cold and serious expression. How many times have he seen his expression change for tens of millions of people in the Xuanmeng Continent?Therefore, even if there are other people present, it is impossible to tell from his expression what kind of thing he is going through at the moment.

Others don't know it, but Cassia Zi knows it.

Even when I go back to the south, I know it.

The author has something to say: I am in a bad mood these days, sorry for the update