She couldn't help but hesitate.

are you willing?

…

When Shen Meixuan raised her head, looking at the clumsy, decaying body, she suddenly felt strange and afraid.

I...I hugged him.

She stretched out her hand and subconsciously pushed away.

Stay away from him, stay away from this rotten body.

But he suddenly lowered his head, stopped swinging the hammer, walked towards her, and held out the hammer as if it was an invitation.

"Don't……"

It was a very soft voice, but it was also the voice that came out of her mouth... maybe it was just fear, maybe it was just confusion that couldn't be sorted out, maybe it was just instinct.

When the word vibrated in the air and formed a sound, she regretted the word she had said.

But she couldn't take it back because she had already said it...because he had heard it.

Finally, he, who had never spoken, spoke his voice for the first time.

Woohoo!

A mournful, unclear sound came from the rotten throat.

A sad roar.

All ugliness can be used to describe his appearance at this moment.

The hammer suddenly fell to the ground.

The first time, it was because he couldn't pick it up, but this time... he dropped it himself.

He grabbed his face in pain and shook his body right here.

The pain also made him kneel on the ground like crazy, hitting his head on the floor again and again.

Once upon a time.

He seemed to want to smash his head, his body, everything about him... to pieces in front of this woman.

how so?

Why is this happening?

The black on Heishui's lips had faded, and the tattoos on her face had also faded. She subconsciously stretched out her hand across her face and felt a trace of moisture... those were her tears.

I don't know when, tears fell from her eyes.

It was the echo of the voice from the bottom of her heart, the soul crying in endless sorrow.

She heard it, just as Luo Qiu said, she heard it!

"I heard...I heard."

She murmured to herself: "He is crying...his soul is crying."

She looked at Luo Qiu and couldn't help the shock in her heart: "He... really has thoughts. How could this happen? He gave birth to a new soul... It's impossible... It's wrong..."

Heishui suddenly turned around and looked at the crazy walking corpse in front of him, "He, he gave birth to a new soul from the memories he and her mother created during this period... because of attachment! This... this is

Something you want to see!”

"Pity."

Luo Qiu shook his head, with a hint of disappointment: "It will die."

Heishui suddenly took a step back, not daring to look into the young man's eyes. Although she did not feel anger, dissatisfaction, etc. from the other man, she still did not dare to look at the man.

He really didn't do anything, he was just waiting quietly for the moment when this new soul was born... Maybe he just planned to appreciate the moment of new soul alone.

"If...if I hadn't brought her, could...his lost three souls and seven souls be reunited? Resurrection in the true sense?"

He was just waiting here...but she brought Shen Meixuan.
Chapter completed!