She picked up a stone on the ground, which was hotter than the rest, and she silently held it in the palm of her hand.

"As a final meeting, I have something to ask you."

Hua Pan couldn't pull her, he couldn't get in the seal, even if he was a heavenly dao now, he was not omnipotent, and there were all kinds of things in the world that trapped him.

Like right now.

Hua Pan could only listen to Yin Du speak with sadness.

"May I ask?"

The two of them have known each other for so many years, but in fact, the time they have really spent together only accounts for an extremely inconspicuous moment.

It is also mixed with half sadness and half tears.

But I don't know why, Hua Pan just feels very familiar with her every move.

He turned sideways to look at Yin Du, and his eyes turned even redder.

He was extremely familiar with the tone in which Yin Du said this.

Even though her voice was so small that it was barely audible and intermittent, Hua Pan could hear it clearly—and understood her humility even more.

During that time in the Demon Realm, Yin Du, as a succubus, did not hesitate to sacrifice everything for the requirements of the Demon Venerable, even if it was something that was easily available, he had to ask the Demon Venerable before he dared to move.

Her request matured over and over again under Hua Fan's persecution.

Her humility was also formed over and over again under Hua Fan's training.

The sentence "Can I ask" brought Huafan back to the time of 10,000 years ago.

Hua Pan squinted, not knowing what he was thinking, after a long time, he still chose to squat, just enough to talk to Yin Du face to face, this time, there was no need for Yin Du to bow his head and she didn't need to look up: "I'll send you back after asking." ”

"Are you here?" As soon as Yin Du said this, tears fell uncontrollably, she slowly stretched out her hand, groped on Hua Fan's shoulder, groped all the way to his chest, and groped his back from his chest, and finally showed a smile that was really so, faintly with a bit of madness.

Hua Pan didn't speak, but looked at her very strangely.

"It's always been you, right?"

Hua Pan still didn't speak.

Yin Du didn't seem to care if he responded to him or not, he just wanted to say what he said.

Hua Fan's green clothes fell to the ground, and they were burned with dark red lines.

Yin Du propped one hand on the ground, and the other hand fell on Hua Fan's neck, and the sacrificial posture made her look even more weird.

She didn't care about that anymore.

Hua Pan didn't care about these either, meeting Yin Du's gaze, he nodded, although he didn't apologize for his wanton abuse over the years, nor did he regret it because of these years of captivity and torture, but Yin Du felt that he was enough.

She whispered in his ear, "I hate you. ”

“……”

"Remember, I hate you, Hua Fan. If I could, I would have liked to go back in time, and I'd find a pond to drown you. Yin Du's eyes showed hatred, but she was still laughing, laughing while shedding tears, "It's a pity, I don't seem to have this opportunity." ”

Hua Fan's throat moved, and the hand on his knee slowly pinched.

Yin Du tilted her head, her eyes were completely dark, and she couldn't see anything.

I couldn't see anything.

She just waited to open her mouth as much as she could, so that Hua Pan could see the shape of her mouth.

Hua Pan really came over.

At this time, at this time-

Hua Fan's hand that was holding the small stone suddenly clenched tighter, and a sharp horn was exposed outside the fist.