I was at a stalemate with Liu Jianghe.

I don't know how long it took, but I sighed:

"Well, how do you want me to help you?"

Since, you say you can, you say you can do it, then I will give you this opportunity.

Only, you won't regret it.

As long as you don't regret it.

No, even if you regret it, in this world, it is difficult to recover, and what happened cannot be changed.

"I need your blood."

"Is it just blood?"

This answer surprised me a little, you know, the news that Liu Jia told me may require me to sacrifice my life.

Liu Jianghe's words are too simplistic.

"As long as blood."

"Don't you need my life to sacrifice?"

I don't understand, could it be that I got the wrong information?

"Because I've eaten your heart!"

Liu Jianghe shook his head, I have eaten your heart, what he said is extremely ordinary.

But it was such an ordinary sentence that stirred up wireless waves in my heart.

Have you eaten my heart?

"One reason why the soul is immortal is my obsession, and the other is that they forced your heart into my mouth."

The torture before death was more like a strange ritual, and the so-called punishment was also like a conspiracy.

Liu Jianghe said that it was not that he didn't want to leave, but that he couldn't leave.

Originally, after the death of a person's soul, even if he wanted to stay, he could not resist the cruelty of the facts.

Scattered soul is the step that every living life will come to, the end of together, and the starting point of everything.

Life is a combination of consciousnesses, mixed and contested, and finally calmed down and dissipated in the long river of time.

Some lives, finding a way to stay longer, may not pay a heavy price.

But most of life still obeys the laws of nature.

Like birth, old age, sickness and death, like flowers blooming and falling, the tide comes and goes.

Everything has a gathering and dispersing, and everything has an end.

"How did I die before?"

I want to know how I died, who was swallowed by him.

"They killed me."

In Liu Jianghe's memories, there are not many memories about me.

He had only met me once, and only before I was brought to him, on a mat, with his face facing the sky, and he had long since lost his breath.

At that time, he had not been discarded into the well, but was trapped in a pillar and locked in a cage.

The cage is open-air, unsheltered and unroofed.

He was tied up in a high place, his body was severely dehydrated, and he had not eaten rice water for several days.

I was carried over by a few men in black robes.

When I put it in front of him, he saw my situation very clearly.

There was a deep scar on the neck, a knife wound, the blood had been drained, the white flesh was turned out, the eyes were half-open, they had already lost their light, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of the mouth.

That laugh, he remembered very deeply, mixed with helplessness, and like relief, saying that it was pain, but the corners of his mouth were raised.

A white cloth covered my body, and one of them, a black-robed man, came to me, and as soon as he dropped his hand and raised his hand, his heart was pulled out by him.

It's just that at this time, that heart is just a lump of flesh, without a bloody appearance, lying directly in the palm of his hand.

Liu Jianghe didn't want to eat it.

From the time the black-robed man approached him, the cells in his body were resisting.

From the moment he was caught, they had been torturing him, experimenting on him with all kinds of herbs, some of which would make his skin feel better, but more of them, like salt or even wine, made him feel painful.

At first, he could bear it, but after a long time, he couldn't stand it, so he began to pray, hoping that they could give him a good time and kill him directly.

But this group of people did not respond to him, but became more and more brutal.

He was like their doll, ravaged by them all the time, even if he scolded them, even if he cried and begged them, they never thought of letting him go.

This time, too.

It's just that this time, they talked to him a lot.

They told her that Han Feifei had always disliked him, and that he was self-inflicted.

They asked him if he regretted it, and if he admitted that he regretted it, they could give me another chance to choose and let me be a new person.

This opportunity was realized with my heart and my blood.

However, at that time, he did not choose to give in, but resisted.

He didn't want to obey them, he was afraid that it would be another trap that would make him suffer even more painfully.

Moreover, in his heart, at that time, he really didn't feel that it was his fault, and he didn't think that he would do it again and choose to miss it with Han Feifei.

Loved is loved, she didn't like him, he always knew.

All he wanted was relief.

Death is liberation.

Originally, he thought so, but the truth is indeed completely different.

They forced him to swallow that heart, banished him here, and relived the torture of the day he died, asking the same question again and again.

Do you admit your mistake?

Now he has been shaken.

"You mean, those questions are asked to you every day?"

The only thing that surprised me in his statement was this sentence.

I always thought that the conversation I just heard was just a memory of him before he died.

"Every day, including when you come over, they tell me that."

Liu Jianghe nodded, not showing that he was lying.

"What did they tell you about me?"

This is a very frightening discovery, Liu Jianghe has been dead for many years, if what he said is true, then who has repeated these questions to him every day for more than a thousand years?

Is it human? Is it a demon? Or is it a demon?

"They told me you were going to come here, and they told me that it was my last choice."

Liu Jianghe smiled helplessly, if he chose the wrong choice again this time, then in the future, there would be no chance to go out.

"An Ning, I don't want to hurt you, all I want is to be able to get out of here and get out of this nightmare!"

For him, everything here is already a nightmare.

"And then, they tell you that you need my blood, right?"

All this, no matter how you listen to it, is so awkward and weird.

"That's right!"

Liu Jianghe nodded, without a trace of doubt.

"You're not afraid of being cheated by them?"

"They won't lie to me!"

Liu Jianghe shook his head and said very firmly.

"You've been lied to all the time, and from the very beginning, you've been brainwashed."

I turned my head to look around, "Han Feifei is not imprisoned here, and she doesn't know that you still exist." ”

"No, she's here, I can feel it!"

Liu Jianghe didn't believe it.

"Han Feifei is reluctant to go out because she, like you, is unwilling to admit that she was wrong."

"She just doesn't want to see me!"

Liu Jianghe was obsessed.

"If it's really what you said, then there's no need for her to give birth to a child with you, half-human, half-demon, isn't it hard to live?"