After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again

The picture in the dream gradually blurred.

Only the continuous rumble of thunder seemed to be exploding in my ears.

Yan Ge had a splitting headache!

When she woke up, her whole body was in pain, as if she had been burned layer by layer by a fire.

His face was wet and greasy, and when he reached out to touch it, his face was full of tears.

Someone beside her asked her softly, Did you have a nightmare?

This voice is extremely familiar.

Yan Ge followed the voice, and met Shang Saburo's warm eyes with a smile.

She opened her mouth, her throat seemed to be blocked by the salty liquid, and she couldn't make any sound.

San Lang raised his hand, wiped away the tears on her face with his fingertips, stroked her black hair, and asked with a smile, What dream did you have?

What dream did you have?

Yan Ge raised his head slightly, his expression in a trance.

The two were sitting on a rock under a big tree at the moment.

The afternoon sun fell through the cracks in the leaves.

The sun's light is fragile but dazzling.

Spots of light flicker and jump in the shadows, like remnants of time passing by.

Yange stared blankly at these dazzling spots of light.

She thought, what dream did she have?

Put your hands on your chest where your heart is.

It felt like my heart was about to explode.

She suddenly remembered that she seemed to have no heart.

There is no heart in the chest, why is it still so painful?

Looking up at Saburo, she said, Saburo, I have no heart.

Can a dryad without a heart still be called a dryad?

She was a little confused and at a loss. Although she had never seen a tree demon in form, she subconsciously felt that it was abnormal to have no heart.

Saburo pressed her hand and covered her chest together. He said with a smile: The life of a tree is long, and the heart will grow slowly over time. If you don't have a heart, it means you are young. You will see it later. After a few advancements, you will be determined.

Is that so? Yan Ge was a little confused: Does the heart of a tree grow slowly? How do you know?

She felt that what San Lang said was wrong, but, such words made her unconsciously relieved, and subconsciously chose to believe it.

I've seen descriptions of tree demons in books before, but I haven't seen them with my own eyes. We will have a long time to come, but we can witness your long-cherished days.

Yan Ge: What book is it?

A book of strange news, very interesting, but it's been a long time, I don't know where it went, otherwise I can leave it for you to read.

Yan Ge looked regretful: It would be nice if I could see it in the future.

San Lang's spiritual energy filled her chest, and he asked her again: Does it still hurt?

The evil flood dragon pierced her chest, and his hands were merciless, the flesh and blood on her chest was smashed to pieces.

Fortunately, Yan Ge is not a human, but a tree demon, otherwise how could he survive.

She slept for a long time, and Saburo helped her recover with spiritual energy, the wound on her chest was gone, even the bloody clothes were changed into a new green dress by Saburo.

Although the wound is still a little painful.

But Yan Ge felt that the pain in her heart was even worse.

It was an indescribable pain.

Obviously, she has no heart.

But she felt as if her heart was broken into slag, and the pain was unbearable.

When Saburo asked this question, she was dazed for a moment.

It hurts, it hurts!

It hurt so much that I wanted to cry.

It's not because of the wound left by the evil flood dragon, but, it's because of my heartache.

But obviously, she has no heart.

Therefore, she couldn't bear to cry.

He just bit his lip silently, enduring the pain.