Playing the cultivation game in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 89 Where does the anger come from?

Jing always likes to say some weird things.

He said, I wish everyone in Shanbu a word.

The position of each word in the story has already been decided, no one has a choice, and the same goes for him.

Yan didn't understand it at first, but after getting those perfect eyes, he seemed to understand a little more.

The Tianji Spiritual Eye is a gift from God, and it is also a prison for the chosen one. He was only ten years old at that time, and he was horrified to find that he had a lot of malicious intentions in his heart, and he was poached out of thin air.

He had no choice but to start loving the world, and passively chose the path arranged for him by Old Man Tao Li.

He will stand at the top like Old Man Tao Li, with great power, unlimited glory, and the admiration of the world.

He will have something that everyone will envy.

"But I have nothing, I have nothing."

When people in the world hear this, they will definitely scold him for being ignorant of good and evil. If you take one person out alone, there will be countless people fighting for his head and blood.

Yan smiled and said: "I was the one who did the wrong thing, so why are the innocent people being punished?"

It was he who killed, and it was the well that died in front of him.

Interestingly, God will take back its gifts after death, but the Tianji Spiritual Eyes have not disappeared, which means that Jing may not have died completely. Sitting in the library, what he is looking for is the possibility behind this.

Looking at the sleeping man on the ground, Yan's heart was uncertain whether it was his well or not.

"Because I understand, I suffer."

"When the malice grew in my heart again, I realized that the possibility had arrived, but I really didn't expect it to be like this."

Yan didn't say this to the people on the ground, nor did he say it to the white cat.

This time, the silent one was replaced by a kitten.

Aruo looked at him quietly, realizing that he couldn't answer even a single sentence, let alone what he was talking to.

"That day outside the Zhushan Department, Master asked me if I wanted to look back. I understood what he meant. Since I chose to go with him, I had to let go of the past and forget all the nightmares."

"But since I did something wrong, I can't look back."

"I overestimated my willpower. I just can't let go, so what can I do?"

Don't look back, one answer, two completely different meanings.

"Why do you hold me to the standard of perfection? I'm not perfect. Why can't I go all the way to the end?"

"Why do you want her to experience stories that don't belong to her and feel the pain that doesn't belong to her?"

Yan's calmness frightened Aruo. At this moment, it finally realized what the object of the young man's anger was. It wanted to step forward and cover his mouth, but it didn't have the courage to step forward, so it could only stay in place anxiously.

Turn in circles.

It's over, it just called the gods, demons and the will of the world a nonsense, and its life is at stake!

There was a big difference between reading stories in story books and experiencing them personally. Sheng Fei thought that he should understand the reason.

But it wasn't until this moment that she understood what the problems were.

She is the master of the dream. Now, the pain, sadness, anger, and invisible joy from Yan, all the emotions and memories converge into a big river, and are conveyed without leakage.

She is an involuntary chess piece, a puppet whose memories and emotions are deceived and manipulated.

She was pushed forward by the river in the story. The pain was not what she felt, and the love was not what she loved.

"What a big pit."

Sheng Fei opened his eyes, looked at the bloody sky, and tried to make his tone calmer.

"How can there be any reason to put the mastermind on the stage from the beginning? You make me lose face by doing this."

Because there is no way to solve the dilemma, I lose face.

Just like Old Man Taoli, he knew that the sky was about to fall, but he had no choice but to hold his breath and not cry or roll around like a child.

It's really shameless.

It has to be said that the will of the world in Tianxiao Realm has made good calculations. In order to keep herself, she has come up with endless methods. From the moment she came down the mountain, she entered a destined chess game.

No, since she came to this world, it was the moment she entered the game.

Sheng Fei really felt that she had no qualifications to be a savior, and she couldn't understand why she was the one chosen. This was really too flattering to her!

"Bad, really bad."

The bad thing is, she really likes this trick. No matter how you conspire against Yangming, she just can’t do anything about it!

Ice cubes will melt and stones will blossom.

Heartbeat is heartbeat, and heartache is heartache. They are the most unreasonable and unreasonable things. Can we deny their existence just because they are calculated? Obviously, Sheng Wei can't do it.

When the story is related to her, it is natural that she cannot be indifferent.

She was afraid that she would let down Old Man Tao Li's kindness.

Sheng Fei met those eyes full of tears and was speechless for a moment. He was silent for a long time before saying: "I thought you would always look like you have no temper."

Yan was still crying, crying very loudly, with a pair of beautiful eyes filled with unspeakable unhappiness. The young man's temperament, which had been suppressed for a long time, completely exploded.

Okay, there's nothing wrong with that.

"You're awake." Yan raised his sleeves and wiped away the tears running around.

Sheng Fei was still troubled by the question of whether being awake in a dream is considered asleep or awake. He thought about it and said, "Yes, I'm awake."

Listening to her answer, Yan felt happy for a moment, and then was occupied by sadness for a while. He didn't know how to react for a while, so he could only nodded, and his voice was dry.

"Oh, it's good to wake up."

Are you still interested in chatting today? Sheng Fei suspected that not only Yan's body had shrunk, but also his clever little mind might not have been brought in.

She felt that she should put her hands on her hips, look confident and confident, and then said: "I'm already awake, why are I still standing there?"

Take her out quickly, is it still possible?

She didn't want to stay in this dream for a second! If she stayed there any longer, she would turn into a burnt rice cake!

However, the actual situation was that she looked at her unable to move body, and then looked at Yan pitifully.

"Just take me out."

The sudden soft words, and the change of treatment for Yan Yi, who had always been treated coldly, couldn't bear it, and he cried even louder.

He suddenly felt that it was not necessary to think about it in a hurry, and it was not impossible to think about it. The truth was not that important anymore. Sometimes in life, it might be a good thing to be confused.

But the premise is not to live in a dream.

A dream is a dream, what happened cannot be changed, and there is no real future in the dream.

Before waiting for a reply, Sheng Fei felt his vision change and was carried on Yan's back.

"Okay, let's go home."

The grilled rice cakes are delicious, and I dip them in sweet and spicy sauce.

(End of chapter)