Chapter 721: There is no most amazing, only more amazing eight
There is no most amazing thing, only more amazing ones (8)
"The world of books?"
"Yes, in the world of books, everything here, people, things, and things, were originally just characters in his writings. Our encounters, hatred, and life are just random moves in his writings. Hateful things have already been written by him.
He has lost his sense of justice since the beginning. Just for your dying tear and sigh, he will punish me and Ning Caichen by not being able to see each other for thousands of years. Even if we meet, it is like this. He is just a child.
, and completely forgot about me."
"What's sad is that his selfishness finally completely harmed him... so that I have to take revenge, and you... hum, I will let you taste what it was like when I was trapped in Lanruo Temple, no,
It was a hundred times more painful than when I was trapped in Lanruo Temple. There, I still had those people accompanying me, but you only had these strange beasts... Hahahaha..."
Jiu'er watched quietly as Nie Xiaoqian looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, with no trace of emotion on her face. She was thinking about something very important in her heart.
That is, "Wen Renjue, is that Pu Songling? That Xingjun, the person who created this world?"
Nie Xiaoqian looked at Jiu'er with a proud smile, and nodded proudly, "Yes, he is. What's sad is that a star king, in order to win your eternal love, actually accompanied you in this false world, once
I am reincarnated again. In order to match you, I only become an ordinary mortal... Hahaha, it’s really God’s help to me that I can be the only one here except him. I originally thought it would take a lot of effort.”
After hearing the answer he wanted, Jiu'er felt relieved at first, and then heard that Wen Renjue was dead, and felt pain in his heart again.
She looked at Nie Xiaoqian. Although there were still many doubts in her heart that she could not understand, she could not arouse any interest at this time. She just turned around slowly and slowly sank towards the bottom of the sea.
Ai Mo Da and her heart died. When Wen Renjue died, her heart also died. And here... she had no choice but to leave with her soul scattered? She couldn't do it either. As a human, it's easy to seek death, but as a ghost,
Even death has become a luxury.
What else could she do? She could only find a quiet place and close her heart. From then on, as the years passed, it slowly turned into nothingness, waiting for the arrival of the soul.