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At the beginning, when he confessed his heart to Guzhu, at that time he showed her his true appearance, although he didn't tell her his identity, but he exposed some of his secrets in front of her, and then he knew that Guzhu also had something to hide from him.

He tries to explore, but Guzhu tells him that everyone has their own secrets, he has them, she has them, and Guzhu doesn't plan to tell him her secrets.

He was a little lost in his heart at the time, but in the end, thinking about it, there shouldn't be any special secrets, after all, Guzhu's life experience is so simple, and her experience can be known at a check, so he didn't care so much about it later.

As he got to know Guzhu more and more, he realized that this girl was far from what he imagined, and she had too many unknown secrets.

And until today, he didn't know that he had been looking away.

How could she be an ordinary girl?

Maybe her body is, but her soul is not.

She came here from an unknown world, and she is not from this world.

Maybe no one believed it at all, so she kept it a secret from him and didn't tell him, right?

If Killing String wasn't the Demon Emperor, he probably wouldn't have believed that there was an otherworld, let alone understand their conversation just now, and wouldn't have understood what they meant by coming to this world.

It is precisely because he is a demon emperor that he has seen too many things, and when he built the sky city with his bare hands ten thousand years ago, he vaguely guessed that there might really be another world in this world.

He can create an independent plane on his own, and it is not impossible if there is an otherworld.

It's just that I didn't expect that there really is.

And the person from the other world, right by his side, is the one he likes, loves the most, and trusts the most.

Killing the string is not repulsive, nor is he afraid of who Guzhu is, he is afraid that she will suddenly disappear.

"Yes." Guzhu nodded.

"I'm not from this world, the world I'm in is completely different from yours here, my world died, but for some reason I woke up again and came here, and I became Mu Guzhu of the Faling Continent."

"It's strange to say, I have the same name as her, but I don't have a surname, my real name is Guzhu, and I'm a ......."

"Will you leave?" Ji Xian didn't care what she said, was silent for a while, interrupted Gu Zhu's words, and said the question he cared about and wanted to ask the most.

When Guzhu heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head honestly: "I don't know either." ”

Who can say clearly about the crossing?

Maybe she'll stay here forever, or maybe another accident will happen and she will have to travel back again, or maybe she will travel to another place.

Merely......

After a pause, Gu Zhu added again: "But don't care, this kind of thing is almost a 1 in 100 million probability, it is already a very unbelievable thing for me to come to this world, how could such a thing happen to me again?" ”

That's almost impossible.

"But there's still a 1 in 100 million chance, isn't it?"

The sound of the string killing sounded muffled, and he stepped forward, took Guzhu in his arms, put his head in her neck socket, and rubbed it gently.

The possibility of one in a billion, this kind of thing beyond his grasp made him inexplicably afraid.

He was afraid that Guzhu would leave.

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