It was the first time Chongkui had heard Tan Jiu say so much about his background, she had never known his past, where did he come from, and why did he have such great power?

Moreover, since I met him ten years ago, until now, his appearance has not changed at all, he is still a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, with a fair complexion and exquisite facial features.

He doesn't seem to change.

Before, she thought it was the puppeteer's power, but now when she heard Tan Jiu's words, Chongkui suddenly felt a chill all over her body.

"You say...... Are you a puppet created by your master? Chongkui didn't know if her words would hurt him, but she couldn't think of anything better for a while.

Tan Jiu nodded, his expression didn't seem to be wrong.

Chongkui suddenly forgot to open his mouth for a while, looking at Tan Jiu's ignorant expression, and an unspeakable sourness passed through his heart.

He didn't understand the difference between a man and a puppet.

For so many years, no one has ever sued him......

Chongkui only felt that his fingers were cold, compared to before, now he felt that Tan Jiu was much more pitiful than Su Hui.

Su Hui didn't understand anything, and maybe she didn't know that she was a puppet.

And Tan Jiu knew it from the beginning.

However, Tan Jiu didn't know what a person was, he thought he was a human being, just like her.

He really thought that he was different from those puppet puppets......

Chongkui remembered that his skin was always cold, his breath was cold, and his appearance never changed, and he thought that was the characteristic of a puppeteer, but was it ......

"What's wrong?" Tan Jiu saw the change in her expression, so he asked.

"Nothing." Chongkui didn't want to tell him the truth, that would be too cruel, and for him, it was better to never know.

Tan Jiu turned his head to look at her and asked softly, "Slave, do you want to cry?" ”

He saw that her eyes were red.

"Nope." Chongkui hurriedly shook his head and shook off the sourness that had accumulated in his chest.

"That's good." He said softly.

In the past, the old man said that if you want to comprehend the realm of the soul, you must have someone who is willing to shed tears for him.

He used to want the slave to shed tears for him, and always wanted to bully her, just watch her cry, and he could comprehend the realm of the soul.

But now, he suddenly didn't want her to shed tears.

Even if you can't comprehend the realm of the soul, it doesn't matter.

"It's baked." Chongkui turned around, forced a smile, took the deer leg from the fire, put the condiments, roasted it for a while, and then cut it off for him piece by piece with a black jade knife.

Being able to eat her roasted meat again, Tan Jiu smiled with satisfaction, and the injuries from the fight with Su Hui just now were completely forgotten by him.

"It's delicious." He praised as he ate.

Chongkui also ate some, and I have to admit that my cooking skills have been perfected in the seven years I have been with him.

"What are you doing here?" Tan Jiu's mood improved slightly, and he asked.

This question, Su Hui had already asked just now, but thinking that Su Hui was the master now, it was impossible for Tan Jiu to know what happened to him, so Chongkui said it again.

"Volcano?" Tan Jiu thought for a moment, "I know where. ”

Chongkui only said this when he wanted to follow him, and said: "This place is covered with mountains and forests, and the crater is not exposed, so it is difficult to find, how do you know?" ”

"I've seen volcanic eruptions here." Tan Jiu said, "Most of the mountains were submerged. ”