Chapter 193 Why Are You Crying?

Seeing him nod, He Cen happily went up to him and hugged him tightly again, "Good Master, I know you love me the most. You will agree to whatever I say, right?"

Bo Lou stretched out his hand and pinched his cheek, "Little ancestor, just rely on me to pamper you."

"The Sea of ​​Consciousness is very dangerous. You can go in and read the memories by yourself. Don't run around or touch anything. If I hurt you, I won't be able to protect you immediately. Remember this, do you hear me?"

He Cen responded, "Don't worry, I will be obedient."

"Good Master, your disciple feels sorry for you~"

Bo Lou sighed softly. He had no temper towards his insistence and could only go along with him. He Cen was also doing this for their own good, so it wouldn't hurt to let him take a look at the fate so that they could all know the situation.

The masters didn't know that the Lord God had arranged for the female strategist and the system to target them, but they all had some feeling about their fate, so it was natural for them to think that He Cen was worried about this.

It’s just that each of them has too many memories, and Bo Lou is really a little worried about the little sword spirit going in.

He Cen has a special physique and a strong spiritual consciousness. After he got in, only his original divine sword was left outside. Jun Chao came back and was a little puzzled to see that his beloved apprentice was missing. He raised his eyebrows when he saw the magic pattern between Bo Lou's eyebrows glowing faintly, "He He went to look at your memory again?"

Bo Lou nodded, "I can't hold it back."

He held his forehead with one hand, "I just can't stand his coquettishness. He stared at you with those innocent big eyes, and he was sure that I would agree."

Jun Chao's expression became more serious. "Then your memory..."

Bo Lou waved his hands, "He just wants to see the truth. I haven't exaggerated it. Let's leave it like this for now."

Jun Chao paused, his expression stiffened for a moment, and it took him a long time to speak, "Aren't you afraid that He He will see those and become estranged from you?"

Bo Lou smiled bitterly, "Of course I'm not afraid, I'm scared to death, but what can I do? How long can I keep it a secret? If he's not afraid, why should I be afraid?"

"If he really has become estranged from me, it's my own fault, and I can't blame anyone else. He only cares about us, and I still refuse to deceive him. How can I be worthy of being his master?"

That being said, it is not easy to make this decision.

The four members of Jun Chao all had a strong possessive desire for their precious disciple He Cen. In their hearts, they all liked Jian Ling, liked He Cen's bright and cheerful personality, and liked that he was as pure and clean as water and the moon.

With the little sword spirit around, the lives of several people have become visibly more interesting, which is something that others can never compare to.

Everyone was carefully managing and maintaining the relationship with Hecen, and there were many things in the past that they definitely didn't want him to know.

Because I like him, I become a little worried and cautious, afraid that he doesn't like my dark side.

They were afraid that if he knew too much, he would not be able to treat them as good masters.

But just as Bo Lou said, He Cen was honest and open in front of all of them. If he kept lying and concealing things, how could he be worthy of being his master?

This matter is indeed a bit of a headache, but I'm not really happy about it. I'm more of a bit timid and fearful.

Bo Lou had grown up in a world of fighting and blood. Although He Cen was mentally prepared, he was still a little scared when he really came into contact with it more deeply.

When the Demon Lord was young, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and when he looked over, there was not a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

He Cen looked at him as a bystander, and was frightened by those overly terrifying and fierce eyes and trembled a little.

He had read about some of Bo Lou's experiences when he was very young, and originally thought that things would be better after his master left the Demon Abyss, but it was not as easy as he thought.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, Bo Lou was led to fall into the devil's trap. He lived alone in the abyss of hell, experiencing difficult years. He lived every day like a ghost, unable to tell what he was, and screamed in pain from being injured and tortured.

At that time, he had just started practicing cultivation and knew very little. He had no way of adjusting his condition, and he just held on to his life by refusing to accept or believe in his fate.

Some memories are really too old. People have self-protection mechanisms. If there are many deeply hurtful memories or too much pain, the brain will automatically block them for you.

With the passage of thousands of years, some things are bound to become blurred in memory.

But it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

He Cen swallowed his saliva and stood aside watching Bo Lou's passing. He felt indescribably sad, distressed and helpless in his heart, and there was nothing he could do.

If there was no movement for a while, Bo Lou would look for him in his sea of ​​consciousness. He Cen said with a bit of bitterness and grievance, "I'm here, Master. I'm not running around."

Bo Lou paused for a moment, "Why are you crying?"

"Are you scared? Why don't you come out first and talk about it later? It's so long, you can't finish it in one day."

He Cen uttered "hmm" in a muffled voice, and after jumping out, he had a bitter face. Several masters were there, and when they saw his expression, they couldn't help but feel a little nervous, fearing that the little sword spirit could not accept their past.

Bo Lou's eyes flashed with panic, but he tried to keep his face calm, "What did you see? Why do you look so bad?"

He Cen rubbed his eyes and said, "It's a bit painful to see you injured."

Bo Lou didn't believe it, "Really?"

He Cen said softly, "Really? Why would I lie to you?"

The Demon Lord stretched out his hand towards him, and He Cen did not reject his approach at all. After being picked up, there was still moisture on his eyelashes.

"My past is too bad, baby, please don't watch it, lest it makes you sad. Then I will be a sinner."

He Cen shook his head without saying a word. Everything that Bo Lou had experienced in the Devil's Abyss when he was young was the result of some of his inner demons. Although they were suppressed by instinct later, they still left hidden dangers in his body. They had to accumulate merit while erasing all traces in every corner.

Seeing the bad look on his face, Bo Lou was a little worried. "I am not a good person, and I don't want to hide it from you, but it's not worth it if you get hurt because of this. Fate doesn't matter. You still..."

He Cen interrupted him in a gentle voice, "I'm not that useless. How could I be hurt by just looking at a memory?"

"Even if I was scared, it's not even one ten-thousandth of the pain you've experienced in person."

"Master, you must have felt a lot of pain when you were a child, right?"

Bo Lou looked at his serious expression and didn't say anything for a long time. After a while, he pretended to be nonchalant and said, "I don't know. It's been too long. I forgot everything."

He Cen pursed his lips, said nothing, and reached out to hug him for a while.

"Master, you are very good. You have a disciple who loves you."