Xiao Zhaoming stood under the dim firelight and looked faintly into the depths of the darkness. He seemed to be staring at something in the abyss.

rustle……

It's a faint sound of footsteps.

A figure slowly turned out in the darkness, his voice was low and hoarse, and he smiled and said, "You did a good job." It turned out to be Sanqin Ding!

A figure, a three-inch Ding who was much smaller than Xiao Zhaoming, turned out from the depths of the tomb, walked slowly over, and stood in the light of fire.

Sanchuang Ding's expression was a bit strange. Under the illumination of the jumping fire, his face seemed to be twisting. Every piece of skin and every tendon seemed to be out of gravity in the next moment, and his hands and feet were also very stiff.

"You keep your promise..." Sanchuang Ding said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will keep your promise..."

Sanchuang Ding said, his hand's voice suddenly changed, from a low and hoarse man's voice to an old woman's voice.

This sound is so familiar, how come it is...

It turned out that He Ye Ran was possessed by Sancity Ding's body.

Xiao Zhaoming looked at Sancity Ding. To be precise, he was watching the person leaning over him through Sancity Ding, and said lightly: "Boss He, since that's the case, then keep your promise and let me... continue to live."

Live...

Living is Xiao Zhaoming's wish, his wish in every life.

Xiao Zhaoming is the crown prince of Nanliang, Xiao Zhaoming himself had known this a long time ago.

He is a heartless person, living in pain every life. No matter how hard Xiao Zhaoming works, he works thousands of times harder than others, fate always teases him like this.

At first, Xiao Zhaoming didn't understand why, just working tirelessly to fight fate, but later...

Xiao Zhaoming finally understood that God is unfair. No matter how hard he tried, the result was the same. Xiao Zhaoming would always die tragically. Whether it was a disease, an accident, or a natural death, he could never escape the fate of premature death.

Just because Xiao Zhaoming is the crown prince of Nanliang, just because Xiao Zhaoming has no heart!

Every night, Xiao Zhaoming was troubled by a nightmare and kept awakening repeatedly. In his dream, facing his father's accusations, he died of depression and was taken away by someone after his death. Finally one day, Xiao Zhaoming woke up and he finally remembered everything.

From then on, Xiao Zhaoming realized that being a good person is useless. Will good people be rewarded?

The prince has been the "Holy Mother" for his whole life. He has been kind to many people, and his kindness is spread all over the world. But what kind of result will he end up in the end? It is obviously not his own mistake, but Xiao Zhaoming has to endure unintentional pain for the rest of his life and reincarnate forever.

Why do bad people never get retribution, but good people suffer so much?

From then on, Xiao Zhaoming decided not to be a good person anymore. As long as he could survive and be willing to do anything, he would never...don't want to endure such endless sufferings of reincarnation, and be tricked by fate like a fool.

Xiao Zhaoming said coldly: "You said that as long as I lead Wanqi Linmu and Luo Shen here, you will keep your promise and let me live forever."

"That's right..." Sanchuang Ding's voice spit out the old woman's voice. He Daran controlled Sanchuang Ding and said, "I can make you immortal! In this way, you will never experience the pain of birth, old age, sickness and death again... As long as Wanqi Linmu does not come to make trouble, you can live forever."

"Now..." Sanchuang Ding suddenly laughed and said, "Wanqi Linmu and the others should have been surrounded by blood corpses and will never make trouble again. Our plan will be successful soon!"

Xiao Zhaoming frowned slightly and said, "You promised me that you won't hurt Hongqi."

"Of course," Sanchuang Ding Ran said in He Yueran's voice, revealing a strange and distorted aura, saying, "Don't worry, I won't hurt Hongqi."

Sanchuang Ding looked at Xiao Zhaoming, suddenly laughed, and said, "I just suddenly had a question. If you can only choose one between immortality and red paint, then what would you choose?"

Xiao Zhaoming looked at Sanchuang Ding gloomyly and said coldly: "This is different from what we agreed to."

After the suffering of reincarnation for life after life, Xiao Zhaoming was so helpless in every life, only Hongqi, only Hongqi was grateful for his kindness, and appeared next to Xiao Zhaoming in every life. Even if Xiao Zhaoming had no heart, he saw it.

He wants to be nice to the red paint...

Want to live with Hongqi forever...

Red lacquer is a red bean, and it is a red bean that grows in an unblocked place. It is immortal, and over the past few decades, it will turn into a handful of loess and disappear in this world.

Xiao Zhaoming's voice was low, and he squinted his eyes and said, "I don't have to make a choice. I want both immortality and red paint."

"Hahaha!" Sanchuang Ding laughed, but his laughter was very sharp. He raised his hand to cover his mouth. This action made Sanchuang Ding look masturbating: "Okay, I like greedy people..."

"Stop talking nonsense." Xiao Zhaoming urged: "You said that I can live forever and keep my promise now."

He Yeran controlled Sanchuang Ding and said, "It's still a little bit."

Xiao Zhaoming said alertly: "What's the difference?"

He Yueran said: "It almost... your emotions."

Xiao Zhaoming seemed not to understand He Yeran's words, so He Yeran said: "Recall, your most painful experience is just a little bit less than your emotions."

Xiao Zhaoming stared at him with a frown. He Yeran guided him and said, "Your Highness, what are the benefits of being a good person? By following etiquette, he lost his mother in the end, was afraid of her father, died of illness, and was taken away by an insignificant eunuch. Imagine, have you recalled it?"

"Stop talking!" Xiao Zhaoming suddenly roared, and in the dark tomb, the echo of Xiao Zhaoming's roar was hovering in circles.

Xiao Zhaoming's eyes were red and he said viciously: "Enough said!"

"Not enough! Still not enough..." He Yeran said: "Why can't you do whatever you want? Are you born to want to be a good person? Who will pity you?"

Xiao Zhaoming's breathing gradually became a little unstable, becoming heavier and hoarse. He felt that his heart was empty. Yes, he had no heart and was not worthy of sadness!

He Yeran's words still lingered in his ears and said slowly: "You are tired enough, why do you have to carry so much? Isn't it good to do whatever you want? What should I bear are those who once felt sorry for you!"

"Ho—Ho—Ho—" Xiao Zhaoming's breathing was completely disordered, his eyes were blood red and covered with blood, looking like a bloodthirsty beast.

His eyes became more and more chaotic, and in a vague way, Xiao Zhaoming seemed to smell a little fragrance.

Can't tell what the fragrance is...

At this moment, Sanchuang Ding's hand was behind her back, and a small box was held in her palm. The lid opened a gap, and a faint fragrance wafted out from it.

That is the fragrant powder mixed with He Yueran, which can control people's hearts.

In fact, the emotions that He Yueran just mentioned were just a means of combining fragrant powder. He Yueran deliberately stimulated Xiao Zhaoming and reminded him of the most painful experience. In this way, Xiao Zhaoming's thoughts were disordered and the most convenient "invasion".

With the help of Xiangren Xiangpian, Xiao Zhaoming's mind was in chaos at this time, his eyes were still blood red, but there was no focal length. He was like a puppet, standing dejectedly, and his roar was extinguished...

"The saint's body is indeed good." He Leran laughed.

He walked to Xiao Zhaoming. Xiao Zhaoming had become a puppet, a stone statue, which could not move, or even blink, and stood there blankly, allowing He Daran to control Sanctu Ding's body to visit casually.

He Liaoran smiled and said, "You are too naive. Do you think I will really give you eternal life? No, I do give you eternal life, but... I attach myself to your body and get eternal life..."

He Yeran's body was seriously injured. She had wanted to find Wang Tremella before, but Wanqi Linmu and others took Mr. Xue away.

Wang Tremella's dream was shattered, and He Leran put his target on the prince's kindness again.

But Wanqi Linmu was wrong. He Leran did not want to use the prince's kindness to maintain his body. Even if He Leran's body matched the prince's kindness, He Leran's body was too old and not "easy to use". So He Leran planned to let Xiao Zhaoming regain his kindness, and then simply took over Xiao Zhaoming, continued to live, and continued to study the ruthless flower pot.

He Yeran said: "Don't worry, this is also a method of eternal life. I will live for you and make your survival more willing."

Xiao Zhaoming still stood there blankly, as if he could not hear any word at all.

"Then now..." He Yeran controlled Sanchuang Ding to raise his arm and said, "Go and find your heart, get the heart, and fulfill your wish for eternal life..."

Wanqi Linmu and the other two rushed down the Yuqiao, and their eyes were more or less burned. Because they ran fast, there was nothing big. They just felt that their skin was so tingling and painful, and they shed a lot of tears, and their eyes were red.

Hongqi said: "Zhaoming is gone!"

"Where is the little sea anemone?" Wanqi Linmu said: "The little sea anemone is gone."

"I'm here to duck-"

A soft voice came over. Wanqi Linmu looked down and found that the little anemone was on the rock wall under the bridge.

It was too chaotic just now, and Xiao Haikong accidentally fell down. "Luckily I'm smart!" Xiao Haikong made a quick decision and turned into countless tentacles. The soft tentacles grabbed the rock wall under the bridge, and then they did not fall down.

Now the little sea anemone is in a human form, but she stretches out dozens of tentacles and slids against the rock wall. She looks quite heavy...

The little anemone wriggled with its tentacles and slowly climbed up from under the rock wall. As it crawled, countless tentacles were shaking back and forth, as if they were even heavier.

Bang!

The little anemone jumped up from under the bridge, danced with her hands, and waved her dozens of hands, saying, "It was really too dangerous just now, and I almost fell down. Fortunately, she was smart and had many hands. I once again found that my hands were not only beautiful, but also very practical."

Xiao Haikong said, looking at Wanqi Linmu sincerely and said, "You only have two hands. Do you feel that it is not enough? Is there any inconvenience in daily life?"

Wanqi Linmu: "..."

Wanqi Linmu really didn't want to discuss with him whether his hands were enough, such boring and unnutrition. He changed the topic and narrowed his eyes and said, "Who knocked down the eternal light? It's so strong that it can't be knocked down by the Zongzi, right?"

Xiao Haikong finally took back her tentacles and turned back into a cute and exquisite little sissy. She raised her hands and said in a slight voice: "You are so stupid!"

Wanqi Linmu: "..." He was actually stupid and stupid!

Xiao Haikong continued: "Even I, a brainless sea anemone, knows, whoever is not here will definitely be who!"

Xiao Zhaoming?!

Wanqi Linmu suddenly realized and suddenly felt that he was really too stupid. Xiao Haikong was right.

It's obvious!

Hongqi immediately said: "Impossible! Impossible is Zhaoming."

As soon as the red lacquer finished speaking, a "giggle" sound rang from all directions. He listened with his ears and said, "What sound?"

"Blood Corpse." Luo Shen said in a deep voice.

They have seen this type of blood corpse before, which was used by the fragrant people to use the smell of fragrant powder to control the blood corpse to raise the corpse and even attack the target.

The four people quickly got closer together, and Wanqi Linmu said: "It seems that someone is targeting us..."

He Yeran possessed Sanchuang Ding's body, driving Xiao Zhaoming, who was like a puppet, to walk out of the tomb chamber and “stepped” in the dark tomb passage.
To be continued...