There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

Dressed in white, he is as handsome as jade.

Ji He was half lying on the ground, dressed in a black robe, with scabies all over his face, looking at the man in embarrassment, showing a wry smile: "Why do you always appear when I am most embarrassed?"

Hanshu looked at the half-lying person on the ground, his heart was complicated, and he didn't answer for a long time.

How did he say... he was actually looking at him the whole time.

Watching him suffer, watching him torture, watching him disobey, watching him being crushed by the Jade Emperor again and again.

In the end, he died alone and miserable in this wilderness.

But even in the end, his heart was still so arrogant and unruly, and he never bowed his head to give up his principles.

Hanshu masters the balance of Tiangong, and he is the least likely person to give birth to partial thoughts. However, seeing Ji He in such a mess, he couldn't help feeling sorry for him, and couldn't help asking: "Do you think it's worth it?"

In the woods at the age of 16, his body was controlled by demon energy, but he tried his best to keep the shopkeeper's family who robbed the bamboo whistle. The dead He Tianwen, after becoming the head of the Zhongmen Sect, in order to restrict the actions of those demon cultivators, he insisted on leaving them on the mountain, but was misunderstood by Zhengdao and poisoned to death.

In order not to affect innocent people, he came out of the sect alone and died of old age in this mountain forest.

He was full of devilish energy, but from the beginning to the end, he never let the world down.

But... But the Jade Emperor still refused to believe it, and he must wash away his evil energy before letting him return to the heaven.

But, how to wash it off, his devilish energy, and his arrogance are all innate.

Hanshu suddenly felt that his decision back then was wrong. He wanted to save him from the suspicion of the Jade Emperor, but forgot that killing his arrogance was no different from killing him.

Perhaps, when he planted the grass in front of the door, he was wrong.

Standing beside Ji He, Han Shu couldn't help but want to reach out to touch his face, but he squatted down and reached out, but Ji He avoided him.

It was the first time Hanshu was opened by Ji Heduo, looking at his palm, he couldn't recover.

Embarrassment appeared on Ji He's face, and he whispered, "I'm dirty."

Han Shu suddenly stopped.

He avoided him because he was afraid of getting his hands dirty.

Hanshu couldn't hold back his throbbing heart, and before he could react, he had already made a decision to block the Jade Emperor's perception of the vicinity.

Wait, why do I do this.

Hanshu was stunned, stood where he was, forgot what he wanted to say, and just stared blankly at Ji He on the ground.

Ji He didn't feel that such an atmosphere was awkward. When he saw Brother Shenxian before, he was unconscious and half asleep. He only thought he was good-looking, but he never saw what he looked like.

Before he died, it was already the greatest happiness for him to be able to see the face of Brother Shenxian clearly when he was awake.

Ji He tried his best to show a normal smile, and said to Ji He, "Brother Immortal... I, I am already this old, and you haven't changed at all. I can't always call you Brother Immortal, can you? What's your name, can you tell me?"

"I..." Hanshu opened his mouth, wanting to refuse, but suddenly realized that he had blocked the Jade Emperor's perception.

Although the Jade Emperor doesn't know what happened next, he must already know what he did just now, and he will definitely ask after he returns...

Hanshu suddenly felt a sense of abandonment. He looked into Ji He's eyes and said, "Han Zixi, my name is Han Zixi."

"That's great, I know the name of Brother Immortal, Zixi...Zixi, can I call you like this from now on?" Ji He said, as if he was not in a hurry, and closed his eyes slightly, but he didn't dare Close your eyes completely, afraid that Hanshu will disappear: "Zi Xi, my name is Ji He...Although, I don't know if this is my real name."

Hearing what Ji He said, Han Shu felt even more bitter. He couldn't hold back his emotions, and squatted down beside Ji He: "Your name is indeed Ji He, there is nothing wrong."

"That's right?" Ji He opened his eyes and looked at Han Shu: "But I remember my surname Cuan, did I remember it wrong?"

Hanshu also thought about what happened when Ji He was born. Ji Yuyue came to the place where he was born in advance, and wanted to change Ji He's fate with his name, but he destroyed it. The surname given and the name he gave were combined together, and his own surname was forced to form Ji He's name.

However, what is the fate of Ji He? The reconciliation of Ji Luyue's Ji and Ye Qinghe must be a catastrophe. The family didn't have to endure the suffering of war, but because of this one word difference, the fate of the rest of their lives changed.

Fortunately, Hanshu was right by his side, and he corrected the mistake in time, but it was a pain for Jihe.

Hanshu didn't dare to say that he was the one who hid him in the room back then, so he said cautiously: "Your name is Ji He, have you forgotten? You are an immortal descended from the sky."

He knew that his lie was false, but Xiao Qinghe, who was used to him, would believe him in everything, Hanshu subconsciously thought that Ji He would laugh when he said this.

Unexpectedly, Ji He really laughed, indeed with a self-deprecating sneer, a wry smile.

"I know, you have always been here." Ji He smiled and said, "When my parents left me, you were there, when I was captured by officers and soldiers, you were there, when I knew Heng Wu, you were there , when I was adopted by Li Cai...you were there."

Hanshu froze for a moment, as if all the crimes he had committed over the years had been discovered.

However, Ji He was still smiling: "But it's okay, I don't care, it's fine if you're here, it doesn't matter what you do."

Hanshu suddenly got stuck.

It's okay, don't care, what you did... doesn't matter.

He actually said that.

Hanshu knew that Ji He would not blame him, just like Xiao Qinghe in the past, and Ji He, the former demon prince, would not blame him.

However, when he really heard Ji He say it in person, the feeling made him so heartbroken that he couldn't even speak.

He couldn't help trembling and asked, "Do you really know what I did?"

If it weren't for him, maybe Jihe would have been Cuan Jihe all his life, learning to cook and do business with his parents, living a prosperous life, a well-known child prodigy, growing up to be a handsome boy with a rich spirit, and there will be countless girls Devotion, romantic and unrestrained life, and happy and healthy life.

Why is it like it is now.

Hanshu clenched his palms tightly, unable to speak, but Ji He, who was lying on the ground, closed his eyes slightly, and said softly, "It really doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what happens in this life... because, because..."

Because he always felt that his fate with Zixi was not limited to this lifetime, if they could meet each other in every lifetime, then it doesn't matter what the ending of this lifetime is.

It was worth it for him to suffer all these hardships just to see him.

But Jihe didn't have a chance to say it, his mortal body had reached its limit, before he could say what he said later, his soul floated out of his body, and once the soul entwined with demonic energy left his body, he was judged He became a heinous evil spirit, bound by long chains with a bull's head and a horse's face, and walked to the depths of hell.

It took a long time for Hanshu to realize that the man in front of him had died. He was terrified, as if something important had left him, and without even thinking about it, he got up and chased after him!