The screen lit up again, and the scene was back inside the small building.

Those who are equally perfect in terms of appearance and strength skillfully manipulate all kinds of treasures, and nonchalantly answer words that make people seem to understand what they don't understand.

In the magic vessel, which is more crystal clear than glass, Ah Han sleeps quietly.

Vaguely, he understood that Han had been asleep for sixty years.

The woman who lured Han to choose the most ridiculous trial topic, walked towards the immortal family to cultivate the sleeping magic weapon, she tapped hard, waking up the sleeping Han, she was angry, and said a bunch of words about the protagonist and supporting characters who didn't know what to do, she pulled Ah Han to see what happened after the so-called death, but she didn't really let the truth repeat itself.

The dazed stupid Han, who didn't know anything, turned his head and went back to sleep.

Di Jiu just quietly looked at Han on the screen. Seeing him sleeping peacefully, his sleeping face was still surprisingly quiet.

There is still a faint pain in my heart. Di Jiu had to frown, for his inexplicable weakness.

It's just because he knows Ah Han too well, so he can see that the young man who can't wait to fall asleep is not just because of snooze, not just because of laziness, he is just ...... It takes a long time to heal.

He was so stupid that he didn't know that he was injured, but those so-called immortals, those who knew everything and had the ability to reach the heavens and the earth, didn't seem to know why.

More than 100 years of time, in the blink of an eye. Han woke up.

He was pulled by several of his classmates to speak. With such a ruddy face and such a healthy body, you can completely control your hands, feet and limbs......

Di Jiu watched greedily. Look at the Han who can walk, move, and speak.

He looked. I just woke up from an ordinary dream.

This is really a fairyland, and he is really an immortal. Everything, everything. It was not something that he could speculate on with the common sense of mortals.

In this fairyland, it is indeed a hundred years of sleep, and the body is protected by the earth. It is already better than all the vain toil of mortals.

What is he, themselves, who have been in suspense all these years, who have been refusing to relax, and who have not neglected to neglect their care? All the effort, all the spirit. All the hard work, years of hard work. How sad it is, and what is it.

Di Jiu smiled slightly. ==

Biluo said that it is impossible for people who are unconscious to survive for a long time.

And he said that there is no end to the medical skills, and there is no end to the human heart.

Even now. Even if they knew, their efforts, their persistence, all their care and protection of Han, in the eyes of those people, was perhaps the funniest joke in the world. their lives. Their lives, all their determination and dedication. In the eyes of the people in the small building, it may be just a fleeting little streamer phantom, and he does not regret the years of dedication, the body that is ruined to the extreme for the sake of practice, the bowls of medicinal food, the massage again and again, the body that rubs his body again and again, and the acupuncture for him again and again......

No regrets...... That mouthful helped him swallow the food. I? I see & study

He is very fortunate that over the years, Ahandi's body has always been soft, flexible and healthy. He didn't get undue harm because of their ignorance.

Xiaolou people can be reincarnated, and Xiaolou people's bodies can be replaced at will. Therefore, all the people in the small building can see their companions sleeping so lightly, so all the people in the small building can be so indifferent to their companions' bodies

However, for him, that body is Han.

His Han should not be lying in that cold container, in that cold, monotonous and lonely room, sleeping alone......

So, he doesn't regret it. I don't regret that he used all his remaining life to take care of him for several years.

Di Jiu thought calmly, looked calmly, and the people on the screen showed Han an incredibly beautiful body, and then you were sure of Han's happiness in the next life.

Di Jiu's face was a little gloomy in the changing light and shadow, looking at the young man on the screen, nodding in confusion, looking at the three fools who thought they were smart and had obviously done great things in the mortal world, so stupid, so self-righteous.

Before Han's second life began, the anger in Di Jiu's heart was already faintly thunderous.

In the first life, Zhang Minxin originally intended to frame people, but he didn't feel too deep except for disgust.

But now, the good intentions of these three smart-faced and stupid guys have done bad things, but Di Jiu is irrepressibly angry.

Ah Han is stupid, Fang Qingchen and the three so-called shrewd people don't have the most basic understanding of the nature of the world?

Such a beauty, and a beauty that has no power to protect itself, is thrown into the world, what can it bring except for a great disaster?

Di Jiu couldn't believe that these were the few people he knew, heroes of the world. It turns out that the so-called immortals, except for their extraordinary immortal power and some knowledge far superior to that of mortals, are all stupid people who are not as good as mortals.

Second, third, the beautiful body brings only destruction, only debauchery, only crazy possession, only wanton killing. Everything was as he expected, lackluster, just an ugly human performance.

Di Jiu's eyes were cold, his mind was cold, and he looked quietly, but Han was just lazy, tired of coping with everything, tired of thinking, and even tired of resisting.

Di Jiu remembered that Ah Han often argued with him, and asked questions with a puzzled expression about some ridiculous and boring things that should not kill people, should not harm people, and what people should do in life.

However, in the illusion, he never asked those tyrant emperors around him, he looked at death. Watch the killing, watch the destruction. He watched the blood all over the ground, but he didn't ask a word, and he didn't say a word of protest. Only at the end, calmly jumped from the tall building.

The guy who insisted on not killing people ended up choosing to kill himself.

It's not even because of shame, it's not because of hatred, it's not to save the people, he's just ...... I'm just tired......

It turned out that so long ago, so long ago, before such a long time, that young man who once had a pair of clear eyes. I was already tired of my body and mind.

It's just that he doesn't know, and the people around him don't care. So, everything goes on and on.

Di Jiu sighed inexplicably in his heart. Thinking about the guy who always asked him endlessly, always argued with him, and always choked him with anger many years ago.

Then. He had an attitude of disgust for his naïve and ridiculous questions, his insistence on absurd ideas, but he did not know, but he did not know...... He would ask him like that, and he would argue with him like that. It's a different way for him.

Di Jiu shook his head slightly. Until now, know and don't know. What's the difference......

It's a small building again, and it's a group of people who are enthusiastic about helping. Easy to disfigure, internal strength...... Di Jiu just snorted coldly.

A person like Ah Han obviously clings to a sharp blade and doesn't know its use, giving him incomparable internal strength, what use can he do except bring trouble to himself?

In the illusion, Ah Hanan lives his life quietly.

Outside the illusion, Di Jiu's heart tightened little by little, waiting for the fate that would inevitably come.

From the time he saw Di Fei in his first life, he had vaguely known that he was also a Han when he became acquainted with Di Jing, but he didn't expect that the situation of seeing Di Jing again would be almost exactly the same as when he first met Di Fei that day.

Ah Han looked at Di Jingdi's face and was stunned for a moment. And he, looking at Han, sighed lowly.

He still worked hard to treat Di Jing, just like he took care of Di Fei many years ago, but he was already stronger and more experienced than he was back then, and he would not be as clumsy and stupid as he was in the past.

But Di Jiu knew that Di Jing was not Di

He, like him, is a shadow guard who came out of the Shura Dao. He would not have Di Fei's most basic conscience, the master of the Demon Sect who struggled out of hell, and he would not have Di Fei's mind and strength.

He watched Di Jing make friends with Ah Han, watched Di Jing pull Ah Han to go on a tour of the mountains and rivers, watched Di Jing bring fine wine and taught Ah Han to drink together, and watched them gradually become friends, and then, that night, Di Jing, who was seriously injured and dying, appeared in front of Ah Han like this.

Di Jiu didn't need to look at the screen to know every step of the way, he looked at Di Jing as if he was looking at another self.

Compared with his forbearance, compared to his deep planning, compared to his step-by-step arrangement, compared to his plan that he secretly planned and arranged for so many years and then slowly implemented, Di Jing was already too impulsive, too reckless, and too eager to succeed.

However, fortunately, the person he had to deal with was Han. It's the guy who, no matter how many lifetimes he reincarnates, always seems to be an idiot. Therefore, no matter how flawed the strategy is, it can be successful.

Di Jiu didn't look at Di Jing, he didn't look at Yaksha, he just kept staring at Han's face and Han's eyes all the time.

With such a calm, slightly tired face, even if he used a powerful internal force to heal people, even if the strongest force in the world passed away from his body like flowing water, his expression did not change much, but his eyes suddenly widened for a moment, however, he did not stop.

Di Jiu finally gritted his teeth.

He didn't stop. He knew, but he didn't stop.

It was as if many years later, when he knew that he was going to kill him, but he never avoided it, never ran away, never took precautions.

Di Jing didn't know that the Han who always treated each other lightly was actually a friend of him. The Han, who had never forgotten all the encounters in his first life, had never had any anger and resentment because of his face and surname.

However, even if he knew, it would not be rare, and even if he knew, he would not make the slightest change to this plan, just as Di Jiu had always known how Han treated him, but he had never really cherished it, but he still carried out his plan with a cold heart.

At that time, he took Han to his glass house day and night, and at that time, he smiled and persuaded Han to sleep. Han, who had always been sleepy and insisted on refusing to sleep, lay his head on his back and said softly, "I'm afraid that if I fall asleep, I will never wake up again." ”

Eventually, however, after staring at him for a long time, the man smiled and complied. He fell asleep with his eyes closed, even though he thought that when he woke up, he might no longer be in the world. But even if it is his request, he will not refuse, even if it is his wish, he will not want to doubt it.

Just like to Di Jing back then, he could guess all his schemes, but he still refused to guard against it, unwilling to fight back, he understood that maybe all the warmth was deception, but as long as he didn't expose it or expose it for a day, he tried his best to trust.

Di Jiu remembered that on that night when the campfire was warm, the man woke up in his arms, looked at him stupidly in a daze, and then hugged him hard and smiled stupidly......

It wasn't until this moment, looking at the person on the screen, that he really fully understood Han's state of mind at that time, and he really understood Han's feelings.

That joy, that joy, that feeling of finally not being deceived again, not being abandoned again, not being betrayed again...... Even if he is a Han...... He also wants to be cherished and loved, right?

Such joy, such joy......

Under the eyeband, Di Jiu quietly closed his tired eyes.

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Secretary Brown: Another 4,000-word chapter. We're starting to sprint.