“Can’t drink.”

The little girl in shadow turned her head and looked at the man holding her hand.

On the dazzling boat, the pupils blink like stars.

And this vast and peaceful basin is boundless in all directions, without seeing the world.

Xia Ji looked at her stubbornly, conveying his thoughts with his eyes.

Hei Yanluo asked gloomyly: "Why do you have such a strange idea?"

"Is it strange?"

"The normal reaction should be to feel heavy and responsibility, and then understand that we are helpless and can only let the deadline come. Maybe Xia Ji, you can survive after the deadline, but you can't stop the deadline from the deadline.

Before you saw it clearly, you felt that the underworld was slaughtering the world, but when you saw it clearly, you realized that the universe was just saving itself.

So, no matter how you choose, it doesn’t matter. I just let you see clearly.”

Xia Ji didn't listen to her, and kept looking at the black stream under the boat and asked, "I... try it?"

"no."

"Why not?"

"If I say no, I can't."

Xia Ji felt the power in his hand increased a little, just like a real monster holding his hand tightly.

He felt some inexplicable concerns.

In this lonely world where life is not available, there is a little more warmth.

This warmth will melt him.

It made him feel that he always had human hearts.

Xia Ji suddenly asked in a blank space: "Xiaoying, have you ever lived?"

Black Hell:???

Xia Ji asked gently: "Since everything in the underworld has its roots in civilization, so Xiaoying, have you ever been a human being?"

The two look at each other quietly.

On this lonely death strata.

The stars flashed under the feet.

Xia Ji said gently: "People in the world always want to become stronger, become monsters, and then fall in the journey of chasing them to become stronger, as if there is no regret.

More people are suppressed at the bottom of failure and cannot break free, so they hypnotize themselves, which often lasts for life.

But what if I want to pursue becoming stronger with an ordinary heart, a heart with joy, anger, sorrow and happiness?

To pursue the supreme achievement?

I have thought a lot, thought of being ruthless, thought of being in line with the great way, and regarded everything as straw dogs without kindness, and thought that I might be the same as the world, and that I would be powerful.

But I really can't do it.

I hope I have a human heart.

Isn't it possible?

There are too many existences in this world who become stronger in a distorted or even inhumane attitude, and even remind you that only in this way can you become stronger. I don’t like it.

But at this moment, I am with you, and you hold my hand tightly, and I will like you.

That's why I hope you've lived the one I like."

Xia Ji’s so-called love is not about men and women’s joy, but a simple favor.

The little girl in shadow looked at Xia Ji quietly.

Xia Ji also looked at her quietly.

This scene is frozen in the eternal and mysterious world of death, which is deeper and more profound than the universe, full of tranquility and loneliness of extreme imagination.

Hei Yanluo shook his head: "I don't remember living, I don't know how I existed, I only remember you...and..."

She rubbed her head, as if she was suffering from something she shouldn't have.

Xia Ji suddenly squatted down, leaned forward, and then hugged the most terrifying and coldest existence in the underworld tightly in his arms.

He didn't know why he did this.

It was a mysterious connection that arose in front of him and the little girl in front of him.

He obeyed the call of this connection.

Black Yanluo was obviously stunned.

But strangely, she... didn't resist.

Instead, he gently pressed Xia Ji's back with his pale little hands, and then closed his eyes.

Suddenly she became alert.

Because just such a hug, the colorful ship under both of them seemed to collapse, which was a symbol of her power loss.

How can the deceased who are born of resentment have warmth?

"Let me go, I hate you."

A gloomy and cold voice rang again.

Xia Ji also felt the change. He let go of his hand, then looked at the endless darkness, which seemed to be endless mystery, and smiled and said, "I promise you that one day, I will take you to a world with sunshine and take you to play in the amusement park where all children can play..."

Black Yan Luo was speechless.

Xia Ji suddenly bent down, his face against the flow called the resentment layer, quickly sticking out his tongue and licking it.

He has enabled the function of automatic talent redemption.

This mouthful made him become an immortal.

So he took another sip with lightning speed.

The speed of true qi growth exploded.

Gulugulugulugulugulu...

While Hei Yan Luo was not paying attention, Xia Ji began to drink this resentful layer of water.

"Can't drink." Hei Yanluo hurriedly pulled him, but after he moved, he found that the man had actually had several sips.

She was obviously surprised, "You...did you drink?"

Xia Ji nodded: "Drink."

“Can’t drink anymore…”

"Gulugulu, no."

Xia Ji no longer cared about Hei Yan Luo, and he entered the resentment layer and began to drink in big mouthfuls. Many strange roars flowed towards him under the resentment layer.

Even without sucking, these streams would penetrate directly into his mouth.

Hei Yanluo pulled him desperately: "Stop drinking."

Xia Ji said vaguely: "Gulugulu, no."

In an oriental palace, in a world where you can see the truth of the world, the little girl desperately pulls the man, but the man can't pull him back no matter how hard he pulls him...

This scene is a bit warm.

...

...

Above the black house.

The man holding the sword had a hair and a crest on his head, and his expression was indifferent. He looked down at what was happening in the mansion. His mysterious energy was lingering all over his body. Even if he was suspended in the air, it gave people an invisible feeling.

He has become one with the surrounding heaven and earth, and naturally cannot see it.

Aside him was a cold and beautiful woman. Both of them were wearing battle robes, with blue cloud-patterned protective gear on their joints, prominent shoulder guards, and vermilion clothes were a bit luxurious.

But the two of them looked indifferent to their feet, the noisy streets, the crowds, the bells ringing from south to north, the ox carts that rang through the snow, and everything that happened under the mansion.

"Junior sister, I really didn't expect that the sect leader was killed by a mortal and his star soul was plundered."

"Fortunately, the star soul has not yet been exhausted, and it is still hidden in the physical body where the sect leader lives. If it weren't for the star soul attracting the curse, we would not have discovered where Wei Zhang was in time.

Well, anyway, no one cares about his sad life, and his mother is just an ant that is not worth mentioning. So take it back and use his body to refine the remaining star soul."

"Before this, let him witness his mother's death by being cursed, and make him feel crazy so that the star soul can emerge to the greatest extent. In this way, he will take it back for refining, and the success rate will be higher."

"Senior brother, is this too cruel?"

"Cruel? They are all ants, so why are they cruel? But you and I discovered it early. Take the lead first, and it will be a great achievement when you go back."

A brief conversation between men and women.
To be continued...