There was a dead silence in Chang Ming's eyes. His eyes were dark, and he stared directly at the Hidden Dragon, silent.

The hidden dragon was still expressionless, but his laughter was even louder: "Do you want to play again?" Do you want to find out one by one and play it again?"

Chang Ming looked at him with a deep gaze. After a moment, the corners of his mouth suddenly lifted slightly, revealing a smile.

He stopped looking at the two bodies in front of him and stood up. He said, "Envy?"

The Hidden Dragon's laughter suddenly paused, and he looked at him with a little confusion.

Chang Ming asked: "Do you envy it? Human beings have such feelings, they will love, they will be happy, they will be happy, and they will be miserable. What about you?"

He raised his hand and tapped the Hidden Dragon's chest: "You use the Heavenly Essence and the Divine Core Crystal to sustain your life, do you have feelings?"

He bent down and covered his grandfather's eyes. He knew it was an illusion, but he still cherished it, and his movements were as soft as if he were afraid to disturb him. He straightened his grandfather's body and wiped the scorch marks from his face.

He muttered, "Pain comes because of love, and happiness comes because of love." Without feelings, you can't feel pain, and you can't feel happiness. ”

He walked over to his mother again, wiped away the blood and tears, and laid the severed head squarely on his neck, trying to restore its original beauty.

"This is my memory, my memory of the people I love," he said. Even though they have long since left me, I still retain their love for me and my love for them, and I keep good memories that will be painful and happy because of memories. ”

He raised his head, looked at the hidden dragon, suddenly smiled, and asked, "Are you envious?"

The Hidden Dragon remained expressionless. There was a strong light in his eyes.

Chang Ming raised his feet and walked slowly towards him. The hidden dragon was suspended in mid-air, and Chang Ming stepped in the void with every step, but it was like stepping on solid ground.

Chang Ming said: "You have a long life, and there is almost no end. But you have no love. There are no feelings, only memories that keep accumulating. What's the point of living so long, you tell me. ”

He looked at the Hidden Dragon with pity and shook his head, "Why are you so keen on bringing humanity from happiness to despair? To comfort yourself?"

He let out a long sigh, "Poor, so pitiful!"

The bronze face of the Hidden Dragon suddenly cracked a crack, and strong feelings poured out of the middle like lava. The rest of his face was still stiff and unfeeling, only this one was intense. The stark contrast makes it feel even more eerie.

With a wave of Chang Ming's hand, the twelve puppets suddenly reappeared, and the hidden dragon realized that the illusion he had set for Chang Ming had been broken, and they returned to the sky above the temple of the mechanism!

The twelve machine warriors began to rotate slowly like twelve moons orbiting the main star. Every samurai has a mark on their chest, and they are very simple, but they have an extremely mysterious feeling......

The hidden dragon was stunned: "Basic God Pattern?"

No. No, he immediately realized that it wasn't the basic god pattern. It has made some changes to the base Divine Pattern. Enables it to be combined with traps. Now, the twelve samurai swirled together, giving him a feeling of extreme danger, far superior to the man-made realm before.

His fingers moved slightly, and just as he was about to strike, the chests of the twelve warriors suddenly shone slightly. shouted in unison: "Endless reincarnation!" The light was so intense that the Hidden Dragon's eyes suddenly went black. Suddenly plunged into endless darkness.

......

The Hidden Dragon had never been more conscious than it was now. He didn't know who he was or where he was.

I don't know how long it took. A glimmer of light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and a voice screamed: "Little bastard, when you are so busy, you dare to be lazy!"

Then, a sharp pain rose up his spine and surged to the door of his head.

His tail vertebrae were kicked hard, and the pain was terrible!

The hidden dragon was about to get angry subconsciously, and before he could speak, the other party had already opened his mouth first: "Yo, the little bastard still has a temper, and you dare to stare at me?"

There was another thud, and this time the pain was even stronger than the last time.

It was a man in his thirties, with a thin and mean face, he pulled the hidden dragon up and pushed it hard: "Hurry up and chop the firewood! If I find out that I am lazy, I will find someone to sell you!"

The hidden dragon found himself talking, and he said timidly, "No, don't sell me, I'll go to work!"

The next moment, memories flooded in. Yinlong remembered that he was a servant of a large family, without a father or mother, so he relied on a little strength to eat. Last time he accidentally knocked down another servant, was beaten by a group of people, and his injuries were not healed, and he was instructed by the butler to work, and his injuries were not healed, and he had a high fever.

He instinctively walked to the backyard and picked up his axe.

What he usually thought was particularly light was now incredibly heavy, making his body sway. At this moment, another man took the axe and patted him on the shoulder.

The hidden dragon turned his head to look at it and shouted, "Brother Zhuzi." ”

The honest young man said, "You are sick, go and rest, and I will help you chop wood." ”

The Hidden Dragon staggered to the wall and sat down, watching the young man at work in a trance. The other party talked to him while doing his work, and his words were full of care.

And then, here he became an honest servant. Although they are all at the bottom, there are also some worldly conditions in them. There are false accusations, intrigues, and gentle care. The hidden dragon mixed his days here, and gradually recognized the names of everyone around him, and knew the personality of everyone, as if he had really become a member of the middle.

One day, a group of thieves invaded and killed anyone they saw. The Hidden Dragon shivered in the darkest corners.

He watched as the familiar faces fell nearby, one after the other, and finally the honest young man. He fell not far from the hidden dragon, dead and blinding, with a deep panic in his eyes.

The thieves finally spotted the Hidden Dragon, lifted him up, and stabbed him in the heart.

The Hidden Dragon's eyes darkened, and when he woke up, he had turned into a woman. It was a prostitute standing on the street, shivering in the cold wind, waiting for someone to pass by and look at her more. At that time, she would be able to walk forward with a stiff smile so that she could earn her next bite of food.

Here she met a kind young man who bought her a cup of coffee in the coldest winter, but did nothing but smile and shake her hand and left.

Later, she would occasionally meet the young man, and of course there would be no conversation between the two, she would just watch him pass by, mostly alone, sometimes with friends. He always had a gentle smile, as if nothing could make him miserable.

One night, she heard the sound of a fight in the alley, and soon a man hobbled out and fell to the ground, holding her waist. Another man quickly followed, digging out his wallet and looking up to see her. She stared at the familiar face in a daze, and the next moment, a knife stabbed her in the heart, and she raised her head, stared at the young man's panicked and vicious face, and closed her eyes.

Darkness strikes again, and when everything lights up, it's another world.

Every time he traveled through a world, the original memory of the hidden dragon was a little farther away. Gradually, he began to merge with these worlds, began to know the people around him, and began to have expressions, as if he were really a member of these worlds.

He will be happy for gain, sad for loss, and even jealous and melancholy. He had feelings.

He completely forgot who he was and lived as a human being wholeheartedly.

In every life, he gains something, then loses, and at the end there is always a knife that stabs him in the heart and ends his short life.

At first, he was just stiff and numb, and he didn't know what to do, and gradually, he began to grieve and become miserable, but no matter what he did, he couldn't change the course of events, and he couldn't get back what he had lost.

In this life, he is a little eunuch in the palace, and he has only one wish: to redeem his life. He clearly remembered what a great eunuch told him, that a person without a life root could not be reincarnated.

Finally, he had saved enough money to be filled with joy and ready to take over the bamboo tube. He held the bamboo tube, tears streaming down his face, but there was a smile of great joy on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, his eyes went black again, and when they lit up again, the hidden dragon opened his eyes blankly and looked around.

The young man on the other side looked at him with a smile and asked, "Hidden Dragon God, how do you feel?"

As soon as he raised his hand, the hidden dragon was caught off guard, and the bamboo tube in his hand came out of his hand and flew directly in front of Chang Ming!

The Hidden Dragon shouted, "My life!" and he rushed away, reaching out to grab it.

His movements are fast, and Chang Ming's movements are even faster. Before the Hidden Dragon's fingers touched the bamboo tube, it instantly split apart and turned into powder.

The Hidden Dragon screamed, and a large amount of powder fell into his hands, and he held them and screamed in a terrible voice. "My life, my life!"

The mechanics next to him were all stunned. They had just seen Chang Ming disappear into place, appearing on the page. They couldn't see anything else in the picture except Chang Ming, and they saw him walking, smiling, frightened, panicked, and finally turned into despair.

The mechanics didn't know what was going on, and they began to panic a little. What happened to Chang Ming?

After a few moments, the situation suddenly changed!

Chang Ming and the Hidden Dragon have completely changed, it is the main god who has disappeared, but it is Chang Ming who is standing in the place where the Hidden Dragon stood before!

The Hidden Dragon has lived through countless generations in his dreams, all of which appear on the screen and are witnessed by the mechanics.

Now they looked at the hidden dragon with very strange expressions. Especially when the hidden dragon kept calling out his life, they wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to laugh, and their faces distorted into strange expressions.

This is a main god? hahahaha, the main god who is holding his "liferoot" and crying?

(To be continued) R1052

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