With a silent wave, he removed his armor and sent it back to its place.

When he lowered his eyes and straightened his robe, the damp single clothes on his body had all faded away from the moisture and returned to its former dry appearance.

The blood stains between his fingers had already been washed away by the torrential rain, and he stood in front of his mother's house for a while, and finally raised his hand with a low chuckle and knocked on the fragile door.

He knocked for a long time, but no one answered.

The general was not surprised, he just calmly reached out and pushed the door open, and just walked straight inside.

No one found him, no one stopped him.

It's just an illusion after all, and people or things that don't have to exist don't have to exist. It's just that he was too deep in the play before, so he didn't see it through.

When he stepped into the house, he saw his mother fainting by the window. Such a scene suddenly coincided with the scene before his mother's death in his memory, and he leaned against the wall without restraint anymore, covering his face and laughing wildly.

"You're amazing...... man's hoarse voice slowly lingered in the room. If you listen carefully, you will find that what is buried under his smile is genuine appreciation and admiration.

Changsheng quietly looked at Jiang Jue who was covering his face and laughing, he knew that Jiang Jue was never talking to him, and Jiang Jue's words were actually said to this illusion.

Like he said, this illusion is really powerful.

It knew that after seeing through everything, it simply stopped wasting time creating those scenes that seemed to be true and fake, but directly asked Jiang Jue to face the scenes that he didn't want to remember at all.

It's more like an experienced torturer, carelessly holding a sharp knife, slashing at the heart that is dripping with blood.

Now it's leaving the dying mother unconscious instead of dying, not because of its kindness. It's just to let Jiang Jue save his mother with his own hands, and then watch his mother die with his own eyes, which makes his pain deeper and heavier.

Obviously, it didn't want to let the general step into the immortal realm. Not only will it be extinct, but perhaps all those who want to step into the immortal realm will eventually be forced to despair by it, so that they will despair and self-determination.

Will not be stupid, he can figure it all out. But he still got up and gave his mother some spiritual power, and then poured wine and waited quietly for his mother to wake up.

Anyway, his heart is already full of holes, and it doesn't matter if there is one more knife or one less knife. He just wanted to use this illusion to talk to his mother, after all, he really had a lot to say to her over the years.

“…… Xiao'er, are you really back?are you okay on the road?" The words that sounded slowly recalled the thoughts of the general, and the unexpectedly old and slightly trance-like voice caused him to pause slightly.

After so many years, even he himself almost forgot that his real name is "Zhongxiao". What a sarcastic name it sounds like now.

He put his thoughts down and looked up at his mother.

He had never looked at her so closely. When I saw it today, I suddenly found that the corners of her eyes and the tips of her eyebrows were all gloomy.

Not to mention that she is no longer young in this body, even if she is not old, her heart is afraid that she is also dying.

It's ridiculous that I didn't even notice anything about it back then.

He still remembers that when he returned home from the battlefield, his mother had been gone for many days. He hadn't even said goodbye to her properly.

"Mother, the son is fine. He uttered the words in a smooth tone, but the woman opposite smiled and shook her head.

"You, you don't lie when you're a child. Mother knows that you never drink alcohol, and in previous years when your father took out the jar, you were far away. If it were all right, how could you be sitting here drunk today?"

shook the cold wine jar with his face, his face reflected in the floating wine, and there was no half of joy and anger between his eyebrows.

“…… It's not a big deal, it's just a dream. After a long, long time, after he had poured most of the jar of wine, he spoke again.

"In my dream, I became an immortal emperor. Jiang Jue took another sip of wine, and it seemed that only with the burning heat of the wine could he continue with a half-truth.

"It's a pity that my father went, my grandfather went, my younger brother went, and you, too. ”

"I didn't like the smell of alcohol in my house, so I didn't like to drink. But when I kept my wine and wanted to drink with you, you were gone. ”

"It's gone. At this point, Jiang Jue glanced at his mother deeply, and the depths of his pupils seemed to be drunk and hazy.

"The more I think about this kind of thing, the more pity it becomes, so I want to drink while you're still there, while I'm still awake. ”

"After all, after today, I probably won't have the chance to drink by your side again. ”

Jiang Jue's voice was faint, as if everything he said was really just an insignificant dream. However, both he and the onlookers knew that what he was talking about was not a dream, but a reality that could not have been crueler a hundred years later.

Even the conversation he has with his mother now is a brief moment that he stole with his life.

When Jiang Jue's mother heard this, her fingertips trembled, and she subconsciously looked at the armor that was not far away. Suddenly, she felt that the dream she was talking about was probably the reality many years later.

"Really...... That's right. The woman's voice was very low. Her eyes were tenderly fixed on her deceased husband's armor, and her eyes were slightly red.

There were some things she couldn't say.

Before she married her father, there was no one in the family, and there was nothing to worry about in this life. So from the moment she married the other party, she wanted to sleep with that person and die together, and never give up on life and death.

The coffin looked too cold and cold, and she really couldn't bear the man to sleep alone in it.

If she hadn't worried about her grandfather and son, the moment she heard that the man had died, she would have gone with him. Now she is just talking with a strong spirit, and the oil inside is already running out, maybe in the next second, she will close her eyes and sleep for a long time.

The woman withdrew her gaze and looked silently at the general. She vaguely felt that her son might have seen her will to die at this moment.

Thinking of this, she spoke again: "Although I don't know why you have such a dream...... But I think that in that dream, even though I and the others died, I never regretted it. ”

Some choices are not worth it in the eyes of others, but the things in the world are more like fish drinking water, and they know their own warmth and coldness.

"Hmm. You have not regretted it. The general replied in a low voice, and a little bitterness was hidden in his half-constricted eyes.

He knew that none of his family had regretted it, and he was the only one who regretted it from beginning to end. He also knew that these people didn't necessarily want to live, but he was uneasy after all those years.

He didn't know what else he could do, so he had to cling to the matter of resurrecting from the dead, so as to slowly control his anger and not anger others at will.

"Although you have never regretted it, in that dream, I still want to bring you back to life. Jiang Jue still pretended to be a dream to tell the events of the year, "Maybe I should have figured it out a long time ago, I can't decide the fate of others at all." From beginning to end, I have kept you from resting. ”

"Actually, there is a sentence that I wanted to say to you a long, long time ago......"

"I'm sorry, Mother. It's true...... I'm so sorry. When Jiang Jue said this, his tone was particularly slow, as if he was suppressing something.

He suppressed the hoarseness and choking in his voice. He really didn't want to worry his mother anymore.

He had realized the fact that the dead could not be resurrected a long time ago, but he just didn't want to admit it. But now when it comes to this, there is absolutely nothing that cannot be faced.

He's fed up with the illusion that keeps poking at his pain, and he's fed up with his own sorrows and sorrows. Anyway, he is tired of living, and instead of being tortured to death by the past in the illusion, it is better to take this opportunity to say goodbye and finish what he wants to say at once.

"Sorry what? I don't think there's anything you need to apologize to. The woman shook her head again, and there seemed to be a slight smile line in the corner of her eye, "But I always felt that the dream seemed to have made my son grow up." ”

"I don't know if you met the person you like during this trip. Before you came back, my mother thought that maybe you would bring a daughter-in-law back for me. ”

"Now that your father is gone, your mother doesn't know how long she will live. You, although you are older, have a very rebellious temperament, and you are not as reassuring as your brother. I once had the luxury of seeing you get married with my own eyes, thinking that if someone could accompany you, even if I died, I would be a little more at ease. ”

This sigh like a last word made the hand holding the wine jar tighten slightly, and the mouth of the wine jar was instantly covered with cracks.

"Indeed, I have a desire. He glanced at the crack at the mouth of the altar, drank the wine in his hand, and replaced it with a new wine that was stronger.

His words made his mother slightly stunned.

"Who is it?" asked the woman, as she came back to her senses.

Jiang will never smell the spicy aroma of the spirits, and his cold and hard face reveals a slight softness.

"His name is immortal. ”

"I had thought that with him to the end of the day. ”

When Jiang Jue said this, Changsheng was leaning against the wall beside the man with his eyes closed.

Changsheng has been thinking about how to help the general survive this illusion, and during this time, he has also come up with a solution that may work.

He didn't know how the illusion worked, but he was just a Jindan realm, and he didn't have the strength to destroy it from the root anyway. So he plans to go along with the illusion and make only minor changes in the details.

For example, relying on "Traditional Sound Formula" to simulate your own voice. After saying goodbye to his mother, he told him in a simulated voice that he was not dead.

Changsheng thought about the reason why he would never be able to hear him. He speculated that it was because this illusion was made of spiritual power, and his voice did not carry spiritual power, so no matter how much he spoke, he would never be able to hear it.

That's why he wanted to use "Complex Sound Jue" to make a sound, after all, it was a voice composed entirely of spiritual power, and it might be able to transmit it in the illusion.

Speaking of "Complex Sound Formula", in fact, the moment Changsheng heard this exercise, the thought that instantly appeared in his mind was not to use it to play any instrument, but to use it to simulate human voices.

There are very few people in this world who practice the "Classical Sound Technique", and few people understand this exercise. If he coldly said a sentence in the voice of the Immortal Emperors and Immortal Emperors, the listener would almost be overwhelmed, and he would probably believe it.

In Changsheng's opinion, if such an exercise is used well, it is not impossible to shatter the three thousand worlds.

Of course, the human voice is so complex that it is a thousand times harder to simulate than an instrument. With his current cultivation, he has never succeeded in simulating other people's voices.

But Changsheng still wanted to give it a try after all. First, because this is an illusion and his spiritual power is abundant, and secondly, he simulates his own voice, which is always easier.

Even if he is likely to fail and be eaten by the illusion, he will try it anyway even if he drinks so many rare drinks for him.

He was contemplating how to simulate the immortality of his own voice, but when he was unprepared, he heard the words that sounded like thunder. He didn't care to think about anything, just looked up at him sharply.

Jiang Jue's mother didn't know Jiang Jue's cultivation, but Changsheng knew that that person was already an immortal emperor.

An immortal emperor who has lived for tens of millions of years will make a promise to be white-headed with others, this is no longer a matter of the so-called momentary heartbeat.

Such a commitment means thousands of years of heartbeat, thousands of years of perseverance, and it means that he will be by his side until death.

What kind of emotions did this man have when he got along with him? How could his emotions be so hot?

Changsheng suddenly felt that it would be like the wine he drank. looked clear and bland, and after swallowing it in his throat, he realized that he could burn people's blood boiling.

"My son will have a tempting day!, and what about the others, why didn't they bring it back to show their mother?" said the woman, who was surprised and quite happy, and her sickly face was rarely flushed.

As she said before, this son of hers has always been bohemian. She has always been worried about his overly dashing temperament, afraid that he will spend his whole life wandering the world and spending the rest of his time alone and lonely.

She really never thought that her son would have such a gentle side, and even said things that were in white with others.

This kind of talk is much more difficult for him than "I am pleased with you".

"He's not coming. The general on the other side did not care about the shock of others, and closed his eyes slightly as he said this, and his deep voice was unusually astringent.

"He's dead. ”

"Just like that, I died so easily in front of my eyes. ”