give me a chance to be a good person

Shang Shijing's health was not in good shape, but what was strange was that after suffering such an inexplicable calamity, his cultivation had risen a lot for no reason, but the coldness in his body was getting heavier, and he couldn't restrain it after a while.

Zhan Zhixi and Wu Lang were highly cultivated, so they didn't think there was anything wrong, but Shang Shijing occasionally frowned when he saw the frost that appeared on the table with his palms.In fact, Yi Jianhan had already told him about this matter. He didn't have any qualifications at the beginning, and it was Yi Jianhan who asked Yingyue to perform it skillfully, condensing the extremely dark cold pool water as his spiritual root, cultivating Although there are limitations, it is far more than most people, and the cold pool water will become a part of his body. The higher the cultivation level, the harder it is to suppress the cold air.

Regarding this matter, Shang Shijing was well prepared in his heart and was not surprised.

But in the illusion of the Immortal Land, why did he become unconscious for no reason, and why could he see what Shang Shijing saw?

At that time, he asked Wu Lang if it was raining when he came back, and he said no, Shang Shijing thought that the wetness on his body might not be that simple.

While he was strong, he was slowly weakening. Everything required a price. As long as it didn't hurt his life, Shang Shijing was willing to pay such a price for his survival and strength. But if this situation was not stable, then what should he do? How about doing it?

All over the world, Yantao and his party must go.

Shang Shijing's current situation is like buying a smart appliance, but the manufacturer didn't issue an instruction manual, and tried to use it for a while.

After thinking about it for a while, Shang Shijing had something on his mind, so he couldn't help but toss and turn and couldn't fall asleep. He was sleeping in the room when he suddenly heard the sound of a qin coming from outside. Everyone, the sound is naturally very pleasant, this music seems to flow in the galaxy, and the emotions flow out along the strings. It is nothing more than selfishness of people's hearts and desires. Seeing that his infatuation can be answered.

Shang Shijing was not the qin player's bosom friend, just as he and Song Wuhe had difficulty getting along. He could not hear what was hidden in the qin music, nor could he tell what yearning was hidden in it, but he just listened to the exquisite The sound of the piano makes my heart sore and difficult to understand for no reason. It is obviously not a sad song. The affection in the sound of the piano is infinite.

It's just that the petals are astringent, the wine is bitter, and there are traces of lingering sentimentality, yearning and tossing, which inevitably adds a bit of inexplicable melancholy.

Halfway through the melody, Shang Shijing was fascinated by it, when he suddenly heard the sound of the wine jar smashing to the ground, his heart skipped a beat in shock, he pressed the pillow and soft quilt, his eyes blinked slightly in the dark, The sound of wind and birds and beasts can be heard clearly, except for the clear and pleasant piano sound, so everything seems to be trapped in a fog.

Zhan Zhixi's angry reprimand came from the wind: "Stop playing! It's so disgusting!"

The qin player obediently stopped, the beautiful night was beautiful, the moon was white and the wind was clear, but it just went on in silence for a plain night.

On the second day, Wu Lang had something to go out, and he seemed to always have endless things to do in Nanman, Shang Shijing was not suitable to accompany him, and Wu Lang had no intention of taking care of him, so the two of them spoke and acted in a hurry, more than usual Be polite to strangers.It was inconvenient for Shang Shijing to travel alone, he hadn't figured out his specific situation yet, if he suddenly fell into a coma when he went out, it would be tantamount to courting death, so he stayed in the hut and waited for Wu Lang to come back.

In fact, apart from his wealth and life, Shang Shijing had another matter that was quite troublesome. At that time, he confessed his feelings in a daze in the illusion. Afterwards, he was preoccupied with his own troubles, and missed the best time to explain. But Wu Lang also didn't mention it again, whether it was a promise or not, no matter how thick-skinned Shang Shijing was, he still felt a little uneasy.

Everyone wants to pick off the moon from the sky and the stars in the sky, but how many people can do it in their whole life?

Unlike Yi Jianhan, Shang Shijing never forgot what kind of person he was. He embarked on a journey of immortality and accidentally crashed into this eternal catastrophe. He controls the five elements and flies with his sword. Those are very interesting and interesting However, he felt that he was still an ordinary office worker, he didn't want to control other people's life and death, and he didn't have the stamina to compare with Tiangong.

What he learned was incompatible with what Wu Lang had learned, and naturally his hobbies could not be the same as Wu Lang's.

Zhan Zhixi has always been missing. He always smelled of alcohol after waking up from his dreams, as if he wanted to drunk himself to death in the wine vat. Wu Lang didn't persuade him, probably because pulling people out of their dreams was already miserable enough. It was rare to be intoxicated, so he went with him.So this day Zhan Zhixi suddenly stayed in the house, which surprised Shang Shijing a bit. He looked outside, suspecting that the sun was coming out from the west, but the sky was clear and cloudless, and the golden crow Hanging right where it should be.

It felt somehow more terrifying than anything else.

"I've rarely been so kind in my life, but I would like to advise you today, whether you listen or not is up to me." Zhan Zhixi fiddled with the wine gourd in his hand, he never thought that one day he would be reduced to this , obsessed with the depression brought by the contents of the cup, said slowly, "My elder brother... is not such a simple character. You have known him so far, and you probably know a little bit about what he is like, but no matter what you see , you must know that he is not as good as you think, nor is he as bad as you think, he is..."

Zhan Zhixi was silent for a while, and said softly: "I used to think that the suffering of emotions and desires was beyond my reach, and that others would suffer like this because they were too stupid. Only later did I realize that there are three thousand things in the world of mortals. Everything is up to others. Although my eldest brother is not a good person, he has changed his ways. He is different from me. I deserve what I did and deserve this retribution, but he shouldn't, and you... You shouldn't either. "

"Fellow Daoist Zhan, what do you want to say?"

Shang Shijing looked at Zhan Zhixi quietly, feeling a little confused for a moment. He vaguely realized what Zhan Zhixi was talking about, but he didn't dare to think deeply.

"I'm advising you to cherish the chance of surviving, and I also hope that my elder brother will not suffer."

Zhan Zhixi sighed lightly, and didn't say any more, it seemed a bit difficult to say, but Shang Shijing could hear what he wanted to say from the ambiguity.Most of the other five members of Chunyun Liujue knew about Wu Lang's past. He said this because he was afraid that if he and Wu Lang got married, he would end up repeating the same mistakes he had with Bei Yihong. Death really hit him hard.

Besides, Zhan Zhixi was still worried about Wu Lang.

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"Do you know what is the scariest part of the illusion?"

The warm voice was accompanied by a cough, which was almost nostalgic and familiar, but not expected. Wu Lang stopped and staged this reunion scene with a little nerve-wracking.To be honest, Wu Lang really liked watching plays, but he was not happy to see the first half of the show off stage.

"Xiao Hui."

Wu Lang sighed softly.

"Brother Lang."

The sickly beauty is particularly pitiful, but the person in front of him is incomprehensible. Yuhui, who is in the high position of Wuzhu, shows a fake smile. He is still coughing violently, with a sickly blush on his cheeks, just like when he was a child. That voice is soft and sweet: "Why do you come to my place as a guest and leave without even saying hello?"

"Are you feeling better?"

Yu Hui was stunned, and said slowly: "You know, it's like this after all, if you want to live, it's just this kind of tossing."

Wu Lang frowned and said, "He really found you."

"Yeah, I'm the number one fool who wants to live the most in the world, and I'm Wu Zhu. If he doesn't ask me to attack Yuze, who else can he ask? If not, how could you be the first to do it?" Doubt me, come to me." Yu Hui's face was pale and his body was weak, he leaned slightly against the trees beside him, as if he could hardly breathe, he had lived such a life for hundreds of years, and almost passed it I'm used to it, but it's still a bit unbearable to fall into the eyes of others.

Wu Lang was none other than him, even if he was, he would not be upset, so he watched Yuhui coughing like hell, and said calmly, "You don't seem to be getting better."

"At least he didn't die." Yu Hui smiled, and slowly put away his bitterness. He knew Wu Lang better than anyone else, so he also knew how to ask the other party to let him go.

Wu Lang looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, as if he saw the little thoughtfulness, which more or less made Yuhui a little discouraged, but it has been like this since he was a child. Langhua, who never played with them, would always be able to Their careful thinking and tricks were clearly seen, only to hear him suddenly say: "You seem to cooperate well with that lonely adult?"

"My lord? He is loyal and courageous, and everyone knows his dedication to serving the country. What's wrong with it?" Yu Hui opened his eyes and spoke nonsense. Come on, no matter who you are with melons, if you fight together, even the lone star of Tiansha will not do his business, cooperate and cooperate, and the cooperation is over, the good-tempered ones will make up, and the bad-tempered ones will inevitably do it.

Wu Lang didn't bother with his topic, but said indifferently: "There is nothing wrong with it."

"Have you met Yu Ze?" Yu Hui can't say that he likes that lonely adult. He is not an idiot, but he can't be said to be the smartest person in the world. I like people who are too smart.

Mr. Gu happened to be a little bit too smart.

Maybe it's because he's too perfect, too appropriate, too just right for people to hate him.

So Yu Hui really hated him, and naturally didn't want to bring up any topics about him.

"Know and ask?"

"I always find it interesting. Dreaming is not scary. When a person falls into his dream, it just infinitely magnifies his fear and reverie, which is enough to make people terrified or addicted to it. Yao Fanghua said that It’s so mysterious, but in the end, it’s not because I fell into my own mystery.” Yu Hui said softly, “Brother Lang, are you still having that dream?”

Wu Lang said lightly: "It's not difficult for me to break through the maze."

"Yeah, it's just that you can't get over it anyway, otherwise why would you care about Yuze."

"You seem to be afraid that I care about Yuze?"

Yuhui was silent for a moment and said: "Brother Lang, I don't care about the longevity that Tianzun wants, and I don't care what you want to do, but I just want to live."

"You could have lived."

"Do you call that life?" Yu Hui smiled desolately, probably because he was too emotional, he coughed violently, the veil covering his mouth and nose was soon stained with blood, he took a deep breath , stabilized his emotions, regained his calm, and said lightly, "Brother Lang has Brother Lang's difficulties, and I have my own difficulties."

Wu Lang's eyes froze slightly, and he said calmly, "Since the matter of Yuze failed, does Tian Zun have any other plans?"

Yu Hui was stunned, as if he suddenly realized something, and suddenly laughed out loud, but he was weak and short of breath, and his laughter was also very short, he was a little out of breath, and coughed intermittently: " You...you also want to live forever! You, are you also afraid of death?"

His gloomy eyes suddenly shone with brilliance, like a demon in hell seeing another ignorant man fall into the sea of ​​suffering.

Wu Lang looked at the direction of the hut from afar.

When he woke up this morning, he didn't say anything more to Mr. Shang. The other party seemed to be preoccupied, and he rarely smiled on weekdays. Recently, he was extremely worried and indifferent.

But in the past few days, Zhixi was never near the house, so Mr. Shang could only see himself.

He just looks at me.

Life and death are meaningless to Wu Lang, but Mr. Shang himself said that he is afraid of death.

So magnanimous.

It was different from anyone who died at the hands of Wu Lang.

So Wu Lang didn't want to die either.

If he died, those eyes would inevitably have to look at other people.