After a long time, Zuo Qinglong woke up from his coma leisurely, opened his eyes and saw everyone with painful expressions.

"Boy, you've finally woken up, I didn't expect you to get through the level of your inner demon!" Yao Zun's voice came out.

The illusion they encountered before was really the weakest point that poked straight into their hearts, and their current situation should be like this.

looked at Xiao Han, looked at the fat man. They must have been through a lot of things when they were children, otherwise they wouldn't be in the same pain as they are now.

When he came to Xiao Han's side, Zuo Qinglong suddenly had an idea in his heart, whether he could enter their illusion realm and see what they had experienced.

Thinking of this, Zuo Qinglong hurriedly told Yaozun his thoughts.

"Boy, you have to know that it is not so easy to easily enter the illusion of others, and if you are not careful, you will fall into it yourself!"

Zuo Qinglong knew it in his heart, but looking at the painful expression on Xiao Han's face, Zuo Qinglong couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

Maybe she really fell into a fantasy and couldn't extricate herself, and he should help her.

Thinking of this, Zuo Qinglong's thoughts became even firmer. Yaozun saw that Zuo Qinglong had already made up his mind, and he didn't say anything, so he sighed softly.

Suddenly, a strange aura enveloped Zuo Qinglong's body, and Zuo Qinglong suddenly felt as if his soul had left his body.

The scene in front of him changed abruptly, and he suddenly appeared in a huge building.

"Remember, boy, you only have three hours, and if you don't wake up for three hours, then both of you will be lost in the illusion. Yaozun said.

Yaozun helped himself enter Xiao Han's illusion realm, which was chosen by Zuo Qinglong himself, so naturally he would not blame Yaozun.

Xiao Han's illusion seems to be in the Xiao family, and the surrounding environment Zuo Qinglong feels unusually familiar, could it be that something happened to him here?

Walking into the courtyard of the Xiao family, I saw a little girl sitting alone on the stone bench, looking lonely and full of sadness.

"Why, why!" she kept asking. Something happened to her.

Zuo Qinglong walked beside her, Xiao Han sat quietly alone as if he hadn't seen him coming.

It turns out that she has always been so beautiful, with faint tears on her beautiful face, and her eyes are red and swollen, but she can't hide her beauty.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in Zuo Qinglong's ears, and Zuo Qinglong hurriedly hid his body behind the rockery on the side.

"Miss, my lord asked you to attend Madame's funeral!" said a young man who came up to her and said respectfully.

Hearing his words, Xiao Han had more tears on his face, and he couldn't cry.

It turned out that her mother was dead, no wonder she was so sad.

Could it be that her mother's death had something to do with her?" Zuo Qinglong vaguely guessed, otherwise this would not have been the weakest point in her heart.

Xiao Han cried for a while and then followed the little servant to the inner courtyard, where a lot of people had gathered, and Zuo Qinglong watched from afar.

He has entered Xiao Han's illusion, and the people in the illusion can also have his existence.

"Hanhan, don't be too sad, it's your mother's own choice!" a burly, tall man said sadly as he rubbed Xiao Han's face.

This person is Xiao Han's father, the contemporary head of the Xiao family.

Her mother's death was not an accidental death, but for Xiao Han's death? This was a bit unexpected for Zuo Qinglong, and he continued to watch.

There were many people who came to the funeral, and no one noticed Zuo Qinglong's abnormality.

Before Xiao Han came to the mourning hall alone, he knelt down directly, knelt in front of the mourning hall, and didn't say a word.

I don't know how long time has passed, and the funeral is over, but Xiao Han is still kneeling alone, motionless. His father's heart ached when he saw her, but he knew he couldn't help it.

The night is deep, the empty courtyard is like water, and the reflection of the rockery trees is swaying. Before the mourning hall, only Xiao Han was still there. Zuo Qinglong sighed in a low voice, slowly walked into the mourning hall, and came to Xiao Han's side.

"Although I don't know what happened to you, you can't let your mother sacrifice for you in vain!"

It was for this reason that he endured humiliation for ten years, until Zuo Baimei personally drove him out.

Xiao Han's eyelashes moved, he raised his head, and looked at Zuo Qinglong with red and swollen eyes.

"Who are you and why are you here!" "I'm your friend, I'm here to get you out." Zuo Qinglong said. He was telling the truth.

Xiao Han fell into the grief of his childhood, and it was difficult to get out. "Help me out, I'm already a dead man, no one can save me!" Xiao Han smiled sadly.

When a person is alive but his heart is dead, this is the greatest sorrow in life. Zuo Qinglong didn't speak, slowly sat down, and sat next to Xiao Han.

There was an extra piece of jade in his hand, which was not a precious thing, but it was left to him by his mother, and he always wore it by his side.

"My mother also died because of me, my father was indifferent to me, and my mother exchanged her life for my growth in order to save me!" Zuo Qinglong said faintly, with a hint of sadness in his words.

He has never been able to let go in his heart, and he will not be able to let go for the rest of his life, unless the Zuo family is destroyed.

Xiao Han raised her head again and looked at Zuo Qinglong, this time with a strange color in her eyes.

"You are much better than me, you have at least one father, I lack nothing, but I have no sadness, no decadence, I know that the living must live well, and the dead cannot be sad!"

Can't let the dead grieve, Xiao Han silently recited Zuo Qinglong's words.

Suddenly, there were more tears in his eyes, and he cried loudly.

She fell into Zuo Qinglong's arms, and her tears flowed down like a river bursting its banks. Zuo Qinglong's chest was stained with her tears, and he didn't move.

His heart was also inexplicably aching, but he had to be strong. If you are not strong, who will be strong for you.

A long time passed, the night was already deep, and the cicadas were chirping.

Xiao Han didn't know when he raised his head from Zuo Qinglong's arms.

Looking at this not a beautiful face, but she suddenly found that his chest was so strong, no matter how great the danger she encountered, as long as it reached his chest, it would be safe.

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