"Master... Master..." he murmured, and he couldn't even hold the whip in his hand steadily, and it fell to the ground with a bang.
Si Jiu had already run close to him, and at that moment he suddenly felt as if something was wrong.
Before she could think about it, she was suddenly hugged.
"Master? Master? Master..."
Wine Steward: ...
"Xing'er?"
"..." This is Zizi! That's not right, isn't she in the first round world? What's going on with this reborn version of Shen Xinghe in front of me, who should be in the second round?
"Why are you here?" Si Jiu pushed him away, but saw that his eyes were red and he was looking at her infatuatedly, with tears rolling down his eyes one after another. This look perfectly overlapped with the look of Xiao Xinghe crying silently when he was a child.
Si Jiu's heart softened.
"Master, are you okay? Does your chest still hurt?"
"Master, are you here to take me back?"
"By the way, I've been keeping your sword with me."
As Shen Xinghe spoke, he untied the Jingque on his back and handed it to Sijiu. He even put her hands on the hilt and pressed the tip of the sword against his chest. With a little force, the extremely sharp Jingque cut through his clothes and pierced his skin, and blood oozed out.
But he didn't care at all, and didn't even frown. Instead, he took another step closer to Si Jiu. There were tears in his eyes, but a smile on the corners of his mouth. He looked at Si Jiu infatuatedly, as if his eyes could no longer hold anything else.
Si Jiu was confused by his series of reactions at first, and then he was furious.
Seeing that he wanted to let Jingque pierce through him directly, Sijiu quickly withdrew his sword.
The tip of the sword, which had just penetrated an inch into his heart, brought out a few drops of blood and left a wound on his heart.
A trace of sadness flashed across his face, and he looked at Si Jiu helplessly.
"Master, you won't forgive me, right?"
Sijiu: "..."
I think you have a mental illness.
"Why are you here?" Si Jiu asked again.
Shen Xinghe's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Si Jiu fiercely, "Master, you, what are you doing...you..."
Seeing his horrified expression, Si Jiu couldn't help but ask, "Me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Xinghe and the scenery in front of him twisted.
She watched as Shen Xinghe stretched out his hand towards her in horror, but missed. Shen Xinghe's body swayed as he lunged forward, and he passed right through her. Then the distorted scenery began to reorganize and return to its previous state. Shen Xinghe was sitting in a pile of scattered dragon bones, gasping for breath.
After taking a few breaths, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Xing'er..." Si Jiu rushed forward a few steps, bent down and held Shen Xinghe's arm.
Shen Xinghe suddenly raised his head, and his blood-red eyes and the broken horn on his head were clearly visible to Si Jiu.
Sijiu: “…” Alpaca.
"Ning, Qing, Meng." Shen Xinghe paused for a moment, then revealed a sinister smile. "You really are the one who, after all these years, still lingers."
"This Lord..."
Si Jiu couldn't stand it any longer and slapped Shen Xinghe on the head.
"Just shut up."
Shen Xinghe had never expected things to develop like this, and was completely confused by Si Jiu's move.
After a moment of confusion, he became furious.
Even if it was just a fantasy or a demon in his heart, he could never tolerate Ning Qingmeng being so outrageous.
"Who do you think you are talking to? This lord..."
"Snap"
Si Jiu slapped him on the back of the head again.
"Speak to me nicely, or I'll beat you up." Si Jiu raised his fist.
Shen Xinghe was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He had just forced his way into the dragon tomb and was seriously injured by the guardian formation and the guardian dragon here. At this time, his demonic power was exhausted and he could not use it at all.
Of course Si Jiu saw it, otherwise he wouldn't have chosen this time to "educate" him.
Seeing him staring at him, he was so angry that he was about to spit fire, but he looked helpless. Si Jiu chuckled.
She reached out and rubbed Shen Xinghe's head, "Xing'er, you're looking at me like the murderer of your father. I'm afraid you'll cry and beg me to forgive you soon."
"You bitch, you're dreaming! When I regain my demonic powers, I'll go to Guanghan Pond and dig out your corpse, grind it to dust, and let you live forever..."
His words stopped abruptly.
Because he heard the man in front of him clear his throat and suddenly speak.
"Twinkle, Twinkle, littlestar..."
"HowIwonderwhatyouare..."
He suddenly froze.
"How are you, Xing'er."
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