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Zhou Ze's breathing seemed to turn cold in an instant.

He couldn't believe it.

I wanted to ask carefully, but found that my throat was dry and I couldn't say anything.

Zhou Ze stared at Yue Lao with his beautiful big eyes, which looked a little empty and helpless, which made Yue Lao sober up a little.

Yue Lao slapped his forehead and added, "But things are not what you think!"

Zhou Ze asked softly, sullenly, in a low voice: "So, what you mean is that 'that person' really exists?"

It turns out that Immortal Lord Lingwu was so good to him, indulging him in every way and doting on him, but he was not really treating him well, but others...?

Yue Lao was speechless for a second. His brain, paralyzed by alcohol, went blank for a moment. He said hastily, "Oh! Yes, but, but it's not what you think! Zhou Zhou!"

Zhou Ze blinked his eyes, and a hint of wetness seemed to flash across them.

He waited quietly for Yue Lao to finish speaking.

Zhou Ze has always been very reasonable and would not refuse to listen to anything just because he felt a little wronged.

Yue Lao was relieved by this and asked carefully, "Zhou Zhou, do you know that a long time ago, there was an immortal king in the heaven who was as famous as Ling Wu, and they used to go in and out together and were particularly close?"

Hearing this, Zhou Ze was stunned, and felt an uncontrollable pain in his heart.

He remembered that he had heard of such a person.

That immortal was a cat demon incarnated. He was gifted and gentle as jade. He was very close to Immortal Lingwu, but unfortunately he died in a great battle and his soul was scattered.

And the Immortal Lord Lingwu was willing to destroy himself just to get that Immortal Lord back.

As he recalled these things, Zhou Ze's heart sank little by little.

Gradually sinking to the bottom.

Yes, how could he forget such an important thing.

Zhou Ze blinked his long eyelashes several times suddenly, and hot tears welled up in his eyes, but were suppressed by the young man.

He tried his best to maintain his calmness and replied softly, "I know, 'that' is 'that Immortal Lord'?"

"Yes." Yue Lao had a complicated expression, and nodded with a sigh, "That's right. Zhou Zhou, you don't know, back then..."

"Master Yue Lao, I, I will come drink with you next time."

Zhou Ze interrupted for the first time, stood up in a panic, and left.

On the way back, Zhou Ze was full of depression, and his eyes were blurred by tears several times.

His head lowered lower and lower.

Zhou Ze knew that what he did was too rude, but he really couldn't do it at that time and listen to the good times that Lingwu Immortal Lord had with others.

Not only then, it is impossible now, and perhaps it will not be possible in the future.

Zhou Ze finally stopped and stood for a long time not far from Lingwu Immortal Lord's residence, then turned and left.

For the time being, he is unable to face Immortal Lord Lingwu.

He Zhouze is just a little god, and perhaps he should not have such self-esteem and pride, but he has it. What can he do?

He didn't want to have a third shadow between him and the person he loved.

Zhou Ze, feeling extremely depressed, silently returned to his small and shabby residence.

A fairy of his level cannot have a separate residence.

They all live in a large dormitory with three or five colleagues from the immortal world.

Zhou Ze's return surprised the other little gods.

The relationship between the little gods is very good. Zhouze is usually kind and friendly to others, and they all like Zhouze very much.

Now seeing Zhou Ze coming back somewhat dejectedly, they looked at each other for a few seconds. For several seconds, no one dared to make a sound.

These days, rumors about Zhou Ze are rife in the heavens, and even they, small figures on the fringes of the heavens, cannot help but hear about them.

But why did Zhou Ze suddenly come back so dispirited?

They were all just worried, without any gloating.

But no one gathered around to ask questions. After they came to their senses, one took out some fairy water, one took out some sweet fruits, and one prepared a soft bed, and they silently comforted Zhou Ze.

Seeing this, Zhou Ze was moved and grateful, and said to them: "Thank you!"

"Why are you being polite, Zhou Zhou? You helped us so much before."

"Yes, Zhou Zhou, we'll go out first. You should have a good rest and we can talk if you have anything to say."

Zhou Ze nodded heavily.

After the room was completely quiet again, he let himself lie down, his mind empty, not thinking about anything anymore.

I fell asleep without realizing it.

When I woke up again, the world around me had changed.

——He actually returned to the residence of Immortal Lord Lingwu.

How is this going.

Zhou Ze suddenly sat up, looked around, and met Immortal Lord Lingwu who was walking in.

The tall young man was still dressed in white, with a handsome face, but his expression was not as cheerful and gentle as usual.

At this moment, he unexpectedly showed a somewhat unpredictable gloomy look, which made Zhou Ze feel a little nervous.

"Immortal Lord Lingwu."

Hearing the boy addressing him like this, the young man's eyes darkened.

"Aze, what's wrong? What did Yue Lao say to you?" Ling Wu's voice was calm, but there was a hint of danger in it.

Zhou Ze pursed his lips tightly and remained silent for two or three seconds. It was not that he wanted to resist, but he really didn't know how to start.

Ling Wu looked at him like this and softened, "Aze, I think you misunderstood something."

"Really?" Zhou Ze suddenly asked softly.

"Believe me, Aze, in this world, I will never deceive you, hide things from you, or lie to you." After saying this solemnly, Ling Wu frowned slightly, as if thinking about how to explain.

Finally, he sighed, walked forward, got especially close to Zhou Ze, stretched out his hand, and carefully touched the boy's eyebrows with his fingers.

Zhou Ze was startled, and then he felt as if his consciousness was sucked into a whirlpool. In an instant he lost consciousness and fell into darkness.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a cold and quiet bamboo forest.

It’s so green and clear.

where is this?

"Ling Wu!" Suddenly, a clear and energetic voice sounded.

Zhou Ze was startled.

But then Zhou Ze realized something was wrong - someone actually called Ling Wu Xian Jun like that? Their relationship must be extraordinary.

Zhou Ze's heart tightened and he subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound.

Then, I was dumbfounded.

Why did he see himself?

No wonder he said the voice just now sounded so familiar.

No, the boy in bright yellow clothes not far away should just look exactly like him... How is that possible!!!

Zhou Ze couldn't convince himself at all, because that face, that person's details were exactly the same as his.

At this time, Ling Wu, who was called, came out of the bamboo house, dressed in white, with clear and bright eyes, and exuding character and pride.

"Little cat demon, you've been coming to my place a lot lately, disturbing my practice, do you know that?"

The words were impolite, but the boy's tone was surprisingly gentle.

Yes, boy.

This is the young version of Ling Wu.

Zhouze: "!"

Was he entering into his memories? No wonder these two people couldn't see him even though he was so close to them.