The scum is all over the world, and there are Shura fields everywhere

Chapter 278 Whose child?

Yang Rongrong still said the same thing: "Death will bring relief."

Hengye didn't want to hear this, so he lowered his head and bit her lips hard.

Yang Rongrong's lips were bitten and the pain made her frown.

But other than that she didn't react at all and remained in a daze.

Hengye made up his mind, leaned over and spoke loudly in her ear.

"Do you know how I entered your spiritual platform? I used the method of dual cultivation. Now our two bodies are dual cultivating. If you don't wake up, we have to keep dual cultivating."

The word "dual cultivation" stimulated Yang Rongrong, causing her eyes to roll, and a little light appeared in her originally dark and empty eyes.

Seeing this, Hengye continued to talk nonsense.

"Did you know that you can get pregnant while practicing together? If we practice together for a long time, you might get pregnant. When you wake up, our child will be old enough to help with cooking."

Yang Rongrong blinked slowly, focused her eyes on Hengye, and spoke in doubt.

"Whose child?"

Hengye was extremely delighted: "You finally woke up!"

Yang Rongrong felt dizzy. She vaguely remembered that she had just had a terrible nightmare, but she couldn't remember what she saw in the dream.

She pushed Hengye away and looked around. All she saw was darkness, and she couldn't help but ask.

"Where is this? What's wrong with me?"

Hengye told her how she had gone astray in her practice and how he had entered her spiritual center through the method of dual cultivation.

After saying this, he stared at Yang Rongrong nervously, waiting for her rebuke and anger.

Yang Rongrong just remained silent.

Hengye waited for a long time but there was no response from her, and he became more and more uneasy. He wondered if she was so angry that she didn't want to talk to him anymore.

He mustered up his courage and said, "I offended you. I admit my mistake. You can do whatever you want to me. I accept it all, but please don't ignore me."

Yang Rongrong raised her hand to support her aching head and said with a frown.

"You resorted to this desperate measure in order to save me. If I hadn't been so eager to succeed that I went astray, I wouldn't have ended up like this. I don't blame you."

Hengye's eyes lit up, and he was very surprised: "Really? You really don't blame me?"

As he said this, he was about to reach out to hug Yang Rongrong again.

Yang Rongrong stopped him.

She really had no reason to blame Hengye, but she also didn't intend to accept his feelings for him.

The grudges between the two of them were too complicated. Even if he had paid off the debt he owed her, the damage he had caused her would not completely disappear. Yang Rongrong was very petty. She had forgotten all those who had let her down. It was impossible for her to look back.

What's more, she has a lot of things to do now and really has no time to talk about love.

She thought so in her heart and said so out loud.

"I don't blame you, but I won't go back to you. There's no chance for us."

Hengye's smile froze on his face, his eyes quickly turned red, and he said unwillingly: "We've been through so much, do you really have no feelings for me at all?"

Since he wanted to make the other party give up, he had to say something absolute. Yang Rongrong wanted to say no, but she said, "It is true that there is a little bit, but only a little bit."

After she finished speaking, she was stunned. This was not what she wanted to say at all!

Hengye immediately burst into laughter: "I knew you wouldn't be indifferent to me."

Yang Rongrong quickly realized that this was her spirit altar, and she was in the state of primordial spirit at this moment. The primordial spirit in the spirit altar would not lie.

Her mind told her that she couldn't accept Heng Ye, but her feelings had actually already softened.

It's just that she herself didn't realize it.

After figuring this out, Yang Rongrong sighed: "It's just a little bit. This little bit of emotion will not change my decision. I will continue to move towards my goal. I will not stop for anyone until I achieve my goal."

Hengye asked: "What is your goal? I can help you."

Yang Rongrong knew that she couldn't lie now, so she just spoke frankly.

"I want to find out why He Bieqing wants to kill me. I have no grudge against him, but he wants to kill me. Is it because I am a person with bad luck? What makes him think I am a person with bad luck? There are also the calamities in ancient times, the sealed ancient beasts, the men and women who appear in my dreams again and again, and your face. There are too many doubts waiting for me to solve."

Hengye touched his cheek and was very curious: "What's wrong with my face?"

Yang Rongrong stared at his face with a complicated expression: "Your face is very similar to the silver-haired man I saw in my dream. In fact, it's not just you, but also Shen Wenqin, Lin Yuan, and Shu Ying. The four of you all look very similar to that man. This can't be a coincidence. I want to find out the reason."

Heng Ye had never seen the silver-haired man in Yang Rongrong's dream in person. As far as he was concerned, he did not look the same as Shen Wenqin, Lin Yuan, or Shu Ying. How could they look like the same person?

But he did not rush to question Yang Rongrong. He thought for a while before speaking.

"If there really is such a person in the world, it's not just your business. I also want to find out the identity of that person."

Yang Rongrong nodded: "It would be great if you could help me. One more person means more strength."

Hengye was very happy to get her affirmation.

He couldn't help but move closer to her again.

"What's the name of the silver-haired man you mentioned?"

Yang Rongrong shook her head to indicate that she didn't know.

"Do you like him very much?"

When Hengye asked this question, he kept his eyes on Yang Rongrong, fearing that she would nod in agreement.

Yang Rongrong tilted her head and thought for a moment before saying, "I don't know. I just feel that he is very familiar, as if I have known him a long time ago."

Hengye suddenly felt like he had drunk a jar of vinegar, and his whole body became sour.

"Oh, so the reason you tried so hard to get close to the four of us is because we look a lot like that man? Could it be that you thought of the four of us as substitutes for that silver-haired man?"

At this moment, he has automatically imagined countless bloody love scenes with stand-ins, and he is just the poor male supporting role who is used as a stand-in. What's even more pitiful is that he is not the only stand-in.

The more I think about it, the sadder I feel.

If it were any other time, Yang Rongrong would definitely deny it without hesitation, and then find a lot of reasons to prove that she was not that kind of scumbag.

But now she couldn't lie.

She scratched her cheek, her eyes wandering: "I don't think so."

"Should?" Hengye stared into her eyes.

Yang Rongrong straightened her face and said solemnly: "I have already said that I don't remember the silver-haired man. Even if I really had something with him in the past, I have forgotten it all. If I love him, then I can't look for another man when I still have feelings for him. Love should be single-minded. I hope the other person is like this, and so am I."