In the room since Qingqing, I saw Jiang Sesur hiding in the corner by the bed, shaking with his knees in his arms.

"What's wrong?" He looked at Chong Yan who was standing at the door.

Chong Yan didn't speak, just took a deep look at him, then turned and left.

Qingqing took a deep look at him, and suddenly realized something, her heart skipped a beat, and she turned her head to look at Jiang Sesur again, with a distressed look on her face.

"Thurse?" He walked over slowly and squatted down, "My buddy is here to find you, don't be afraid..."

Jiang Sesur seemed to feel that the life-saving straw was coming, she suddenly raised her head, and grabbed Qingqing's hand:

"Qingqing, take me back, okay? I want to go back!"

"I will definitely send you back." Qingqing comforted him, "No one will stop you from leaving... But, why do you want to leave all of a sudden?"

Jiang Sesur lowered her eyelashes, her fearful expression had not faded:

"I had a dream, no, maybe it wasn't a dream, but a memory from my previous life..."

"Memories from the previous life?" Qingqing thought of something and asked, "What from the previous life?"

"I was killed by Chongyun's sword. He took away my demon pill and gave it to some princess as a betrothal gift." Jiang Sesur said, shrinking himself tighter, as if only in this way can he It will make you feel more secure.

After hearing this, Qingqing was stunned for a moment: "Is that so? But what does this have to do with Your Highness?"

Jiang Sese raised his head, with fear in his eyes: "The smell on his body is the same as Chongyunju...he is Chongyunju."

"How is it possible?" Qingqing looked in disbelief, "That's the sixth generation god...he committed suicide a thousand years ago, how could it be our God Lord? You must be mistaken."

"There's nothing wrong, nothing wrong..." Jiang Sesur shook his head, his eyes lost focus, "He must be Chongyun, he came to me for atonement, for atonement, yes, for Atonement..."

He said, grabbing Qingqing's hand, eyes full of hope and excitement:

"Quickly, take me back, Qingqing, I beg you, will you take me home?"

"Okay, okay." Qingqing didn't know why he was so sure, but seeing him so excited, naturally he could only agree, "I'll make arrangements now and send you back."

"Thank you."

Qingqing got up, gave him a worried look, and then went out.

Walking downstairs, Chongyan Zhengyuan stood at the door, his gaze fell on the still-unclear sky outside.

"Your Highness..."

"What did he say?" Chong Yan didn't turn his head, but still stood there.

"He said...he said that he seemed to be dreaming about his past life. In his dream of his past life, His Royal Highness the sixth generation of gods killed him and took away his demon pill." Qingqing said cautiously, after all such things It always feels a bit unbelievable, especially what he said, their highness is the matter of Chongyun, isn't it too outrageous?

"What else did you say?"

"Also...also said...also said that you are the sixth generation of gods." Qingqing said, her voice lowered, and immediately added, "Is he dreaming and confused?"

"Heh." Chong Yan laughed, turned around, and looked at him quietly, "What if I say yes?"

There was a "hum" in Qingqing's mind, and she was startled for a while, then remembered something, and walked over in three steps in two:

"Your Highness, don't dare to talk nonsense! Let His Highness Chongyue know later, you..."

If you want to follow his temper, you really have to know, it's amazing!

But now he finally knows why his Royal Highness likes Jiang Sesur so much. It turns out that the two of them had such a story in their previous lives, but why did His Royal Highness kill Sesur himself in the previous life?

"Don't worry, Chongyue won't know, so what if he knows?" Chongyan laughed disdainfully, "He's the junior, isn't he?"

Qingqing thinks it makes sense - if His Royal Highness is really the sixth generation of God Chong Yunju, then he is the ancestor of His Highness Chong Yue, no matter how powerful he is, it seems that there is nothing to worry about.

He remembered Jiang Sesur again, and asked Chongyan: "By the way, Your Highness, Sesur said he wanted to go home, should I call a car to take him back?"

"Well, let's send him back first." Chong Yan nodded, "He is very afraid of me now."

He thought about the possibility of Lingxi recovering his memory, but he never thought that Lingxi would recognize him directly. After all, his appearance has changed now, how could he still recognize him?

I didn't expect him to recognize it just by his own smell, maybe...it was indeed in the previous life, and it hurt him too deeply?

Right, it's strange that he didn't hate him to the bone after killing him with his own hands.

……

"Your Highness, the car has already set off." Qing Qing came in to report, and saw Chong Yan sitting at the table with breakfast barely touched, "Why don't you eat? Does Your Highness have no appetite?"

Chong Yan shook his head, and slowly put down his chopsticks: "Is he still in a stable mood?"

"Well, it's pretty stable." Qingqing hesitated for a while, and then asked, "He said that you killed him yourself in the previous life, is it true?"

"Hmm. It's true." Chong Yan's tone was very calm, as if he was telling someone else's story, "When he kept begging me for mercy, a sword ended his life."

Qingqing's footsteps stopped in place.

When Chong Yan admitted that he was Chong Yunju just now, he didn't feel that he was another person, but now, he felt that the person in front of him was so strange.

Very cold-blooded and ruthless, without a trace of the kindness and pity of a god.

Even though he was originally like this, but now he seems to have completely cut off love and love, and it is the same for everyone.

"...Don't you feel bad?" His voice was so small that he could hardly hear it, as if he was talking to himself.

But Chongyan heard it, he lowered his head, lowered his eyelashes, and the corners of his lips had a self-deprecating arc:

"It hurts, it hurts so much that I set myself on fire afterwards and didn't feel any pain at all... My soul has been wandering for thousands of years, and the words that ring in my ears are all Lingxi's words before he died. He begged for mercy in every possible way, and he desperately said that I was a liar..."

It's strange, when Lingxi died, the word "liar" was obviously so light and light, but in his heart, it was as heavy as the five mountains of Mount Tai, which weighed him down for thousands of years and hurt him so much. He couldn't breathe, and the pain was so great that he didn't know whether his heart was really cracked or it was just a feeling of his own.

As Chong Yan said, he slowly raised his hand and covered his chest—yes, that was the feeling, it had been performed in his heart thousands of times, no less than the pain of a thousand arrows piercing the heart.

He even wondered if it was because he acted against the sky and committed suicide, so God punished him like this.

But in the thousand years of soul wandering, it is precisely because of the existence of such pain that he can confirm that he is alive and conscious. Otherwise, he is afraid that he will not be able to gather the seven souls and six souls together again, and he will directly fly away and be separated from his soul. Lingxi never had an afterlife.

With a sound of "dong", when Qingqing came back to her senses, Chongyan had already fallen headfirst to the ground.

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