The Deadly Hitwoman: A Lady With Special Abilities

The life of a spiritual practitioner is not infinite.

But after reaching the White Flame level, the length of life has no limit. Time has no meaning to them. They may die, but they don’t know when.

After reaching that state, death means either being killed, committing suicide, or obeying destiny, closing your eyes naturally, and waiting for the end of life.

So Ning Shiqi, he doesn't know when he will die. He has always been alive, and he doesn't know why.

Perhaps it was because he felt that he was the last member of the Ning clan, and his existence represented the existence of the Ning clan. But he was the only one left in the Ning clan, so what was the point of his existence? He didn't know, and he hadn't thought about it.

Maybe it's because I can't understand it, so I live aimlessly and unclearly.

Let time pass by, numb.

His heart had become as calm as stagnant water, and could no longer make any waves.

But just now, he heard something that made his heart beat erratically, Seventeen, come with us.

Ning Shiqi almost couldn't believe his ears. He was even a little expectant and a little uneasy.

He looked at Han Jing, not knowing how to answer.

In his heart, he didn't know how to choose.

Han Jing looked at his confused look and smiled at him: You must be bored after staying here alone for so long. Although you have lived for a long time, I think your life must be boring. Great. Since you don’t know what you are going to do, why not just leave with us. You can do many things, such as...teaching disciples and so on, you can also chat with people, or do some research Some mechanism formation or something. Anyway, there are always many things to do when a person is alive. It would be boring if he didn’t do anything.

Han Jing blinked, the meaning was obvious, you are just as boring as you are now.

She simply couldn't imagine how a living person could stay in such a ghost place for so many years. He was so dehumanized that he probably didn't even know what he was doing with his life.

Ning Shiqi's fingers curled up in his sleeves began to rub nervously. He remained calm on the surface, but in his heart, he could no longer calm down.

No one had ever said such a thing to him.

He couldn't remember many things that happened before he was sealed. Also, after so long, how could he still remember? Even most of what happened in the years he was alive, he couldn't remember. He didn't like this feeling of forgetting very much, because if he forgot, people would become more and more numb, but he couldn't stop it.

Because too much time has passed, I might forget everything.

As time went by, he stopped thinking about anything.

So what Han Jing said was something he had never thought about or even dared to think about. He thought that he would live his life like this. Oh, no, such a long time should be many lifetimes of ordinary people.

He was a little hesitant.

Han Jing looked at his dumbfounded look and thought he had not thought clearly, so he hurriedly said: You don't have to answer me now. You should think about it carefully and consider my suggestion. You may have felt that there was no place to go when you went out. , It’s different now, you helped us, you can just treat my place as your own home.”