Master, he never speaks

The screams of the main god came from the novel world from time to time, seeing the other party's miserable appearance, the joy in Zhu Jixiu's heart faded little by little.

How happy is it?

Zhu Hanshuang is long gone.

The light in Zhu Jixiu's eyes slowly dimmed, and he turned around subconsciously, looking at the grand main hall of the main god, the ground was covered with snow-white glass shards, and his feet creaked on it.

Even if breaking this barrier was of no use, Zhu Jixiu still couldn't hug Zhu Hanshuang's body again, and talk to Zhu Hanshuang. After the pleasure passed, a huge emptiness and loneliness struck.

In the end, Zhu Jixiu sat here for a long, long time, until the sun in the main god's space had set, he got up and returned to his own world.

The main god's space is equivalent to a one-way station, because there was the existence of the main god as a beacon before, Zhu Jixiu can only come in this time.

If Zhu Jixiu is willing to stay in the space of the main god, it is obvious that he can sit on so many novel worlds like the previous main god, and he can order the people in the book to do what he wants to read at will.

This is undoubtedly a huge temptation, and Zhu Jixiu's own strength is not weak, he can continue to practice in the space of the main god, and one day he will be strong enough to surpass everyone.

But Zhu Jixiu didn't do that. Such a huge temptation was placed in front of him. As if he didn't see it, he stepped into his own world without hesitation, completely separated from the main god's space. Come.

In a world without Zhu Hanshuang, even if he becomes a god, what's the point?

After avenging his great revenge, Zhu Jixiu's dao rhyme was perfect again. He returned to the Gate of Heavenly Dao, walked to the side of Tiandao Pool, and looked down at Zhu Hanshuang's soul that sank at the bottom of the pool.

Although the soul is small, it is complete enough, and every part looks very round, exuding a white and soft luster, giving people an inexplicably gentle feeling.

Zhu Jixiu: "Master..."

Zhu Jixiu looked at Zhu Hanshuang's soul, and his eyes softened involuntarily. He subconsciously stretched out his hand, trying to fish out Zhu Hanshuang's soul from the bottom of the pool, but he stretched halfway, but stopped in mid-air .

He can't do that.

The power in Tiandao Pond allows Zhu Hanshuang to quickly absorb pure spiritual power to nourish his soul, and then slowly give birth to a new body.

If Zhu Hanshuang's soul is touched at this time, he can't even bear Zhu Jixiu once, and he can't bear it even more in the future. In order to wish Hanshuang well, he will stop thinking about touching it.

Zhu Jixiu: "Actually...it's nothing. I'm used to looking at you from such a distance. This time the distance is the closest. What am I not satisfied with?"

Zhu Jixiu closed his eyes and put away all the distracting thoughts in his heart. He was willing to wait, and he had enough time to wait.

What he is best at is waiting for the word.

After thinking for a while, Zhu Jixiu stretched out his hand to hold the position of his back, and took out the golden ball that Shen Qianche had turned into from his spine.

Ever since Zhu Jixiu's own spine and blue dragon bones have become more and more perfect, the golden ball that Shen Qianche has transformed into has also been sleeping longer and longer as if he had lost his own consciousness.

Fortunately, Zhu Jixiu became the Dao of Heaven quite early, otherwise, after the golden little dumpling was completely assimilated by Zhu Jixiu's own spine, there would be no such person as Shen Qianche in the world.

Zhu Jixiu: "Senior brother, you should go in and warm up, I hope you can also transform into a new look."

Nurturing the soul is not a trivial matter. It took tens of thousands of years to start, Zhu Jixiu stood beside this pool, as if asleep, with neither sad nor happy eyes.

He can afford to wait.

Zhu Hanshuang had a dream, a long, long dream.

In the dream, he turned into a little golden fish, swimming aimlessly in the golden ocean, he didn't know where he should go, and he didn't know where the destination in his heart was.

Zhu Hanshuang didn't know how long he had been swimming. In this golden ocean, he had no target point. At some point, he was accompanied by a golden little dragon.

The two walked together unconsciously, and after an unknown amount of time, Zhu Hanshuang's originally ethereal and quiet world suddenly became noisy.

Mu Ying: "Don't make noise, I saw Master move!"

Wen Yunsheng: "Senior Sister, what you said is ambiguous. Master will move in the first place. What you said is the same as Master is a vegetable."

Mu Ying: "Why, why, Master hasn't moved for a whole thousand and five hundred years, I just saw Master's index finger move!"

Wen Yunsheng: "Hiss, it hurts, it hurts! It's alright, alright, why don't you just listen to my senior sister..." He yelled.

The boy's words changed, and he muttered again in a low voice:

Wen Yunsheng: "Senior sister is really too fierce. I usually ask her to read more books about lady models. Why don't you listen to them?"

After Zhu Hanshuang in the dream heard the conversation between these two people, he couldn't help chuckling. He somehow felt that these two people were very familiar to him. He couldn't wait to see the other person's face and what they looked like.

Zhu Hanshuang tried her best to open her eyes, tried several times, and after breaking through layers of seawater-like shackles, she finally managed to open her eyes...

A bright light appeared in front of him.

The bright light gradually tended to expand. At first, Zhu Hanshuang was not used to it. After he got used to the bright light in front of him, two familiar faces appeared in front of him. Zhu Hanshuang subconsciously blurted out:

Zhu Hanshuang: "Mu Ying, Yun Sheng..."

When Wen Yunsheng and Mu Ying saw that Zhu Hanshuang had woken up, they both froze for a moment, then let out a monkey cry and danced excitedly, almost failing to hug Zhu Hanshuang on the spot.

Mu Ying: "Master..."

Wen Yunsheng: "Master, you finally woke up!"

For 500 years, during these long years, Wen Yunsheng and Mu Ying came to see Zhu Hanshuang from time to time, if Zhu Jixiu was not there to stop him...

Maybe they built a thatched cottage next to Zhu Hanshuang's pond and settled down on the spot.

Zhu Hanshuang: "I..."

Zhu Hanshuang's voice was hoarse. After being a fish for so long, he could no longer speak. He muttered a word, closed his mouth subconsciously, and swallowed the rest of the words.

Zhu Hanshuang now thinks that she can only speak 10 words a day.

Perhaps sensing Zhu Hanshuang's awakening, Zhu Jixiu, who had been waiting for Zhu Hanshuang for 500 years, quickly appeared in the courtyard.

The three of them felt something, Qi Qi looked back, and Zhu Hanshuang and Zhu Jixiu met their gazes. After so many years, Zhu Jixiu is still the same, without any change.

It's just that those eyes are a little more deep and haggard, and only when they see Zhu Hanshuang will they come alive.

Zhu Jixiu didn't expect that Zhu Hanshuang would wake up today. He froze in place for a while, and after a long time, he trembled his lips and said slowly:

Zhu Jixiu: "Master, welcome back.

Zhu Hanshuang smiled lightly, his eyes softened, his gaze merged with Zhu Jixiu's through the pavilion, and he opened his mouth softly and said:

Zhu Hanshuang: "Jixiu, I'm back."

I really... have kept you waiting.