"It doesn't feel good at all, and it doesn't feel good at all. "The strong desire to survive made him speak against his will.

Dugu Qingluan narrowed her eyes and took a deep breath, it was clearly a question that would make her angry no matter how wrong she answered, and this person really replied, "Oh, it doesn't feel good at all, so what are you kissing me for?"

Even if Nalan Sheng has little experience in love, he knows that Dugu Qingluan is making trouble unreasonably, "Qingluan, she is you, you are also her, let me go, don't worry about this topic." ”

"Heh!" Dugu Qingluan gave him an indifferent face, very angry and helpless.

Sheng Jing said, "You...... After you regain your memory, you feel ...... How?"

"Isn't it good?" Dugu Qingluan put on a noble world-weary face, "The air in this continent is not good, and the people are also very bad, you are still alive, your son is taller than me unconsciously, so many people are scolding me, heh, you dare to scold me, my little princess of the alien fire clan, when has she ever been scolded, even if I was left with a single seedling back then, who of you survivors dared to point at my nose and scold?"

Dugu Qingluan finally concluded, "It feels too bad, it's better to die, I don't know this bad continent, for me, it's a good thing." ”

Sheng Jing was panicked, and here he came again, it was this tone of eagerness to die, and it was also this panicked sense of misanthropy that made him feel like Dugu Qingluan died like this in every life, and his heart was in chaos.

"Qingluan, in fact, this world is very good, rich in materials, colorful, you like to be lively, you can enjoy finding friends to play, you must like the world of wine and wine, Huanhuan has grown up, very good, you don't need to experience his seven or eight years old will attract cats and dogs, and you don't need to worry too much about him, he will protect you, and love you so much, how good, he will get married, have children, you will also hold grandchildren, this world is still very beautiful. ”

Dugu Qingluan is about to burst into laughter, God knows how hard she endured, she really didn't expect Sheng Jing to explain so much to her seriously, why has he become so cute after a thousand years?

Dugu Qingluan didn't give face at all, even if he was going to die of happiness in his heart, it was just one word, "Oh." ”

Sheng Jing was even more panicked, later generations had more contact with knowledge, and he also knew that thousands of years ago, Dugu Qingluan must have been sick before he died, even more serious than depression.

A person endured the pain of extermination, and finally endured the pain of almost destroying the continent, she poured all this pain on herself, carrying a heavy burden, she must be sick.

She couldn't live anymore and lost hope of being alive.

Every time he recovers his memory, he commits suicide, and Sheng Jing even wonders if it is because his illness has not healed, he is not exonerating himself, but occasionally flashes such a thought.

Now I'm afraid that Dugu Qingluan's condition has not yet recovered, and he is really looking for a short time.

He didn't have time to tell her in every life that Huanhuan was still alive, and it was finally too late in this life, Qingluan's expression was too similar to that of the later depression, Nalan Sheng looked at it carefully, really afraid that she would find a short.

"Really, this world is very beautiful, you must ......" Don't look for short, he regrets that he didn't have time to stop her,

Dugu Qingluan looked at his nervous appearance, snorted coldly, leaning on the recliner, Nalan Sheng didn't dare to speak anymore, this scene made him think about his life on the island back then.