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It's not that Ruan Qingjue can't feel the existence of the enchantment in the mountain, but she was used to being a dumb person, and now she decided to continue pretending to be deaf and dumb.

From his point of view, Rushou's current appearance was like a bug that could kick its legs at any time, so fragile that it was unimaginable.Back then, he was also an all-powerful and magnificent god, but now he can't compare to a crab walking sideways.

He is used to life or death, and he doesn't understand how Ru Shou feels now.It would not be an exaggeration to say that there are occasional sarcasms in my heart.

"Xiao Ruan, the medicine is very bitter." Liao Shou was lying on the bed, holding a bowl of medicine juice in his hand, but his eyes were a little brighter than before.Ruan Qingjue ignored him, lying on the grass outside the courtyard basking in the sun, just looked up and saw the person inside through the window, who was looking at him with a smile.

People who no longer have a murderous spirit loose their hair, as if even the sharpness of a lifetime has been restrained.Ruan Qingjue saw it and thought, if this was the situation when I first met this person, how could I be here now?He claimed that he couldn't tell the relationship between the two, but he knew each other's preferences like the palm of his hand.

Like he hates his demon body, like he loves that sad autumn more than early spring.

He is no longer the little demon who hid behind the Eastern Emperor and refused to live with Liao Shou when he died, and the other party is also the same.

Too much time has passed, so long that too many names are irretrievable.

He raised his hand and stared at the red thread in his hand for a while, then pushed open the door and entered the room, "You don't need me to explain the truth that good medicine is bitter, so how about this, I will tell you that I will bury the black snake after you drink it." Where is it?"

Ru Shou lowered his head and thought for a while, then smiled, "Okay."

It's ridiculous to say that Rushou doesn't take the jealousy of the sky or the earth, but makes himself half dead.After the black snake died, Ruan Qingjue didn't let go, and raised the corpse as a living person, so angry that he turned over the vinegar vat.

At that time, Ruan Qingjue didn't have any skills, so Liao Shou chased and beat her for a long time, but in the end she didn't move to death.

"I remember that your white clothes were stained with blood when you were beaten, and the ground under your feet was wet with blood. I fell at my feet, thinking that if you were beaten again, you would be beaten back to your original shape, but when I stopped Then, you bit me back."

"This kind of glorious memory is indeed unforgettable." Ruan Qingjue clicked his tongue twice, "I thought at the time that the bunch of bastards in the sky were too worthless. I let a mad dog beat me to death and didn't save me. Now I think I thought, as weak as I was back then, if you didn’t kick me to death, you were showing mercy.”

Rushou knew that Ruan Qingjue was teasing him, so he smiled.

"But didn't you also say it later, it was influenced by the red line."

"Red line... Heh, that's what I used to lie to you." Ruan Qingjue looked at him unexpectedly, feeling more and more uneasy.

Ru Shou shrank back a little tiredly, only to feel that his body was getting colder and colder, and although his dull eyes were smiling, they gradually became hollow, "The red thread binds two people, not two souls. Otherwise, mortals If you love one person for life after life, if you get along well, it is feasible, but if you don’t get along well, you will be tortured forever? Since the death of the black snake, your red line is just empty."

Ruan Qingjue looked at her finger sharply, "I secretly changed the one in your hand before... I got this one from Yuelao later. I don't have any mana, just want to keep it in mind. I think you don't forget me. ...I beg you...don't pick it."

"..." Ruan Qingjue lowered the hand tied with the red thread and looked at the person on the couch. He vaguely felt that this person was about to leave.

Ruo Shou turned his face to the inside, "I really liked you, and one day you will find that you are not as passive as you imagined. It's a pity that time doesn't wait for me...Xiao Ruan...I, I still can't help it...you know Why am I so vulnerable?"

Ruan Qingjue clenched her hands into fists, her eyes were red.

"Tianji appeared and Zhuanxu left. I thought I had nothing to help, so I entered the altar too... I just didn't expect to come to you after death..." He paused and wiped away the pimples from the corners of his eyes with his fingers. Tears, "Xiao Ruan... Do you think I can really be generous enough to watch you spend time with others?"

"Crops!"

The person on the bed was like a dream, and when he woke up suddenly, he disappeared.The tree outside the window finally shed its last leaf, and what the world witnessed was just a fleeting meteor in the sky.

Ruan Qingjue stared blankly at the empty room, Donghuang appeared silently and hugged him gently, "Are you okay."

"He entered the heavenly sacrifice and will return to the real world in another form, so you don't have to be sad."

"What exactly is the Heaven Festival?"

"Here is just a gate connecting time and space. A person who crosses this gate is death to this time and space, but this person will continue to live in another time and space. There is a person who gave up the chance to go back by himself, so we decided to send you Leave. You can go there to replace me as the Eastern Emperor, and you can also start a new life." But in the real world, it is a disaster.

Ruan Qingjue touched his cold neck, tears fell down, he didn't say much.

"Can't you leave?...Although you are the Eastern Emperor, and I'm just an illusion created by you, if you can't leave, I'm willing to live in your place."

Donghuang looked at him in surprise.

"There is only one Eastern Emperor in the heavens, but he is dead. You are not the Eastern Emperor. There is only one Ruan Qingjue in the heavens. I am not Ruan Qingjue, so if I am alive, I am just a gift you left for the survivors." Ruan Qingjue walked to the window and watched the meteor fall. Donghuang walked up to him, and his fading figure joined him. The black hole opened silently and closed silently. Whoever left, who remained.

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