Later, when she got married, a group of people locked her up and ate bugs.

He begged them not to do this to her, almost heartbreakingly.

But no one was willing to let them go.

Later, when she was bitten by the devouring ghosts, it was he who wanted to stay by her side to take care of her desperately, even if she didn't die.

When she was bitten by the devouring scorpion, he tried to help her end this life many times, but she just couldn't die.

No matter what she does, she just can't die.

He felt very sorry for her, and even if he was crawling all over him at that time, he only wanted to be for her.

Later, the patriarch of the general sent several people one after another to test the properties of the medicine, but because those people couldn't control the devouring dragon, they all became outright devouring dragons.

Rumors of them being monsters continued to circulate in the village.

In that year, they were finally able to escape the place that had left them worse than dead.

But his little princess is not reconciled.

She wants revenge day and night, and wants those who hurt her to be buried for her country.

So every night she would run around their village to make trouble.

The men beat her to death with sticks, and he had to hold her and protect her underneath.

In those days when she was about to completely become a devourer, in order to prevent the devourer from quickly occupying her flesh, he did not hesitate to cut off his own flesh and put it aside for the little princess in his heart to eat.

His little princess said that he hurt him, so he did all kinds of things and told her all kinds of stories to divert her attention

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One day her little princess suddenly said she was hungry.

She pulled him and insisted that he make her a bowl to eat.

He couldn't help it, how could he refuse her request?

So he went down the mountain to look for ingredients for a long time, and finally found a few rice that didn't grow very well.

He happily brought the rice home, and as soon as she entered the door, she looked at her and looked at the pictures he had painted for her.

She was fascinated by it, and there seemed to be tears in her eyes.

It remembered that she used to laugh the most, but now she seemed to cry even more.

"Why are your paintings so ugly? I can't stand the ugliness anymore. ”

When she found him back, she smiled and wiped away her tears, pretending to dislike the scroll and throwing it aside.

"Bah! What's on your hands? ”

She looked at the rice in his hand and stuck her head out curiously, and the devouring stool on her neck widened.

Looking at the weird bugs, he reached out and touched them, trying to forcibly rip them off.

But as soon as it loosened him, he regretted it, and all she had left was a pile of bones beneath the devourer......

"What's wrong?"

Her little princess was already numb with pain, and she had no feeling for his rude behavior.

"It's nothing, I'll make you something to eat, shall we make a bowl of vegetarian cold noodles?"

He looked at her, her eyes rolled quickly and asked, "Will I gain weight after eating it?" So you don't have to cut the meat, do you? ”

Looking at his guilt-prone appearance with his head down, he was inexplicably a little flustered.

"That's right, so you need to eat more and raise more meat."

He touched her neck, thinking about the white bones he had just seen.

"Then you have to eat more, so that you can grow a lot of meat."

He knew that his time was short, but he still wanted to do something for her.

The two of them worked together to make a bowl of noodles from rice, and he watched expectantly as she ate her first bite of noodles and asked eagerly, "How is it?" Is it tasty? ”

She smiled and nodded, taking a sip of the noodle soup, full of satisfaction

"It's delicious, this is the best Dingxi I've ever tasted."

She looked at him with a smile, and he looked at it, and the two looked at each other, her smile was heartless and distressing.

"If it's delicious, eat more."

He picked up the bowl in front of him and put it in her bowl.

She put her hand over her bowl and said slurred with food in her mouth, "No, you can't just let me eat alone!" You're going to grow meat too! ”

As she spoke, her little princess gave him the meat from her bowl.

She didn't even know that the flesh had been cut from him.

Seeing his own meat fall into his bowl, his heart was inexplicably a little panicked.

Although the pain was gone, he felt a shocking feeling when he saw his flesh lying in his bowl.

He remembered that during the days he was with her, he insisted on painting every day, because he wanted to wait for him to die, and these paintings could accompany her through those difficult days and nights.

He kept painting until one day he went about cooking as usual.

When the fire lit up, he found that the devourer on his left hand had his eyes open.

He suddenly wanted to put his hands on the fire to roast, but a force kept forcing him not to do so.

But he couldn't stand it anymore, so he lit a fire with his right hand, which had not been invaded by the devouring dragon, and put it on his left hand, and then he heard the sound of his own body crackling.

He was on fire, and a sharp pain that had never been seen before put him in a coma.

At the same time, she let out a desperate scream while resting on the bed.

She called his name and said no.

He didn't know at the time that all the devourers on his body were at her behest.

He didn't know why, so he walked up to her step by step with his burning body.

She cried and screamed to pounce on herself, but he didn't want her to suffer for herself.

He struggled to resist the instructions from the worms on her body, and stepped back step by step.

"Don't come here! I beg you, don't come here! Is it okay to live well? Even so that I can meet you in the next life. ”

He said in despair.

"Don't! I don't want it! What if I can't find you in an afterlife? Who will be with me when you are gone? What if you free me? ”

He watched her run towards him, letting the fire burn him.

His mind went blank, and he thought that if he couldn't, he would destroy it together.

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As if with the end of the memories next to him, Meng Ji looked at the storyteller in front of him with some uncertainty in his eyes.

"So you're the one who has been with her all the time?"

"No, I'm just a memory of him left in this world in endless reincarnation, and he has really been reincarnated."

The storyteller drank another cup of tea and said indifferently.

"And you've seen that I'm here to fulfill his long-cherished wish."

Meng Ji was still a little unclear.

"You're not dead, why don't you go and see her?"

The storyteller took the teacup and looked at it, and drank the cup of tea nonchalantly.

"See, what will he do?"

The storyteller smiled mysteriously and handed a box to Meng Ji.

"I can see that we are all people with the same disease, so I thought it would be okay for you to help me give this to her?"

Meng Ji glanced at the box and smiled, "How do you know that I will help you?" ”

"Because I know you will help, rest assured that your Yan Qi will be back in three days, she is fine now."

The storyteller looked at Meng Ji and said, "Now that we are people with a common secret, I will leave this matter to you." ”

After the storyteller finished speaking, he didn't wait for Meng Ji to return to him and left.

Meng Ji looked at the box on the table and smiled helplessly.

They are all infatuated people, how can he not help?