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He feared that the three-hundred-year-long experiment would fail, and that Sirui would never be resurrected. Please search (product & book ¥ net) to see the most complete! update the fastest

If Si Rui can never be resurrected again, then what does it mean for him to live?

Every time he thought about it, he felt sad.

"I was not born when you were born, and I am old when I was born!"

He plucked a peony flower that was blooming brightly, and sighed endlessly at the flower.

He and Si Rui met three hundred and forty years ago.

That year, as the lowliest slave of the demon clan, he was sent to hunt in the mountains and forests where bandits were rampant, along with other slaves, and unfortunately, their group had just entered the mountains and forests and encountered the most vicious bandits, and the bandits captured them all and brought them back to the cottage.

The bandits hated the demons, liked to eat the flesh of the demons, drank the blood of the demons, and took pleasure in insulting and scolding the demons.

He and the slaves were tortured in the cottage, many of his companions soon died, and he was tortured to the point that he was too small and too thin to eat his flesh and blood, and threw him into a cave.

In this life, he will never forget those dark years, and he will never forget the black hole full of the smell of decay.

The cave is full of human and demonic bones, dark and weird, stenching, and poisonous insects are rampant.

At that time, he was tortured by cruel bandits to the point that he did not have a piece of good flesh in his body, and after being thrown into the cave, his wounds quickly rotted and stinked, and poisonous insects were all over his body.

He was in pain, life was worse than death, and his heart was in endless despair.

At that time, every second was endless suffering for him, and he deeply realized what it was like to live like a year.

Time passed slowly, and in the end, he was numb to the pain and lost consciousness.

He desperately thought that he would die a tragic death, however, at dawn, there was a rush of footsteps outside the cave, "Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the door to the cave was violently kicked open.

A strong light shot in, his body shook, and when he looked up, a woman's figure appeared in the bright light.

The woman was extremely beautiful, her skin was as white as snow, her facial features were exquisite, her face was like a hibiscus, and she exuded a noble and elegant temperament all around her, like a fairy in the clouds, captivating the country and the city, and being extraordinary.

The amazement of that moment made him admire it for a lifetime.

The woman's gaze fell on him after looking around the cave for a week, and at that moment her gaze was gentle and pitying, like the warmest sunshine, illuminating his gloomy heart.

His body moved, and he stretched out his hand to her with all his strength, and with a hoarse voice, he called out to her for help: "Please...... Help me......"

The woman's delicate body trembled slightly, and she was about to walk towards him, when someone behind her came forward to stop her.

"Holy Maiden, the flesh and blood of that slave are rotten and crawling with poisonous insects, don't go near him, he's just a lowly slave anyway, you don't care about him, get out of here. ”

Hearing such words, his heart thundered with sorrow.

He's just a lowly little slave, and the other party is a high-ranking demon saintess, she won't save him.

Just when he was desperate, the woman frowned, pushed away the subordinates who were blocking her without hesitation, stepped on a dead body, and walked in front of him.

Looking at her as he walked to his side, he was stunned.

She crouched down beside him, stretched out her white palm, and stroked his dirty cheek, and she smiled at him, and her smile was as warm as the sun, and she said to him, "Don't be afraid, I will save you." ”

He was shocked again, a feeling that he had never felt before, and his eyes were hot, and hot tears poured down his face.

"Holy Maiden, he is but a lowly slave, and he is not worthy of your own rescue. The subordinates behind him said anxiously.

However, the woman did not seem to hear the voice of her subordinates, and she took him in her arms and strode out of the cave.

On that occasion, he was seriously injured and was in a coma for seven days and seven nights before waking up.

When he thought about it, the woman sat on the edge of the bed, she held his hand, and burst into tears with excitement: "God mercy, you finally woke up." ”

He was amazed at how big he had grown, and it was the first time he had seen someone cry for him.

"Tell me, son, what's your name?" the woman asked softly.

His eyes darkened, and he said with a look of shame, "They say that I am a lowly slave and do not deserve a name. ”

The woman stretched out her hand to caress his pale cheeks, smiled and comforted him: "Don't be inferior, you are not a lowly slave, in the future, you will be called Nantian." ”

"Nantian ......"

He read the name and felt a wave of ecstasy in his heart.

He finally has his own name.

"I am the holy daughter of the demon clan, in the future, you stay by my side and be my disciple, don't worry, I will teach you. The woman smiled softly.

When Nantian heard this, he burst into tears of joy.

Is he dreaming, this fairy-like sister actually wants to keep him by his side and accept him as a disciple!

"Is that true?" he asked, nervously.

"Of course it's true. Si Rui replied with a smile.

Nantian was overjoyed.

Since then, his life has changed amazingly, he has changed from a lowly slave to a disciple of the saint, he has become a nobleman, and he has lived the life of everyone.

In order to repay the kindness, Nantian cultivated very hard, and in just ten years, his cultivation made rapid progress, becoming the best of all his age.

Under Sirui's teaching and his own efforts, he became an excellent young man, handsome in appearance, elegant in temperament, good conduct, knowledgeable, and highly cultivated, and particularly efficient.

When he became particularly good, many aristocratic girls who looked down on him in the past changed their attitudes and cast admiring glances at him.

Although those aristocratic girls were beautiful, he didn't care about them at all, no one knew, since the day he met Si Rui, he loved Si Rui, and as the years passed, his love for her became deeper and deeper.

Although Si Rui is thirty years older, the life span of demons is usually longer, and she is well maintained, when she is fifty years old, she still looks as young and beautiful as an eighteen-year-old girl, and as a holy woman, she exudes a mature and elegant temperament that no other woman can match.

Si Rui is his goddess, the goddess he loves deeply.

On the day of his 20th birthday, Si Rui was very happy and danced for him, and he was so enchanted by her beautiful dance that he suddenly hugged her and kissed her.

Suddenly kissed by his disciple, Si Rui was frightened, and after pushing him away, he fled in a hurry.

Seeing her fleeing figure, Nantian chased after her in a panic, however, Si Rui closed the door and didn't want to see him again.

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