Rebirth Profession Sells Miserably

Xingshu was thrown dizzy, and when he was finally thrown out, he couldn't tell his direction.

Fortunately, when he was about to land, he was firmly caught in an embrace, and his face was only three inches away from the swamp.

The visitor carried him to a safe place and put him on the ground carefully.

Xing Shu coughed in pain, vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and barely raised his head, with a smile on his face naturally: "Ball..."

The smile froze at the corner of his mouth, Xing Shu looked at the face with only one side in front of him, and didn't know where to start.

Do you want him to say: Hi! Dear Demon King, are you eager to retrieve the mask?

Or: I’m sorry, Lord Demon King, the candy I fed you just now was actually a mistake. I didn’t mean to stun you. You just want to wake up so quickly. The adults don't remember the villains, right?

While his thoughts were flying, Xing Shu could only use vomiting blood to cover up his guilty conscience and calculations.

However, these were quickly broken by the words of the person in front of him.

"Zhushu, it's me."

Xing Shu’s mind was full of the Demon Sovereign’s force value and his current force value PK. Whether he could retreat with his whole body, he hurriedly refused to say: "Don’t leave, Lord Demon Sovereign, you are over a hundred years old. Now, my age cannot be your uncle."

other side:"……"

Receiving the resentful look in the people in front of him, Xing Shu reacted afterwards, vomiting blood, and said in shock: "You, yes, the ball?"

The ball slowly nodded and showed a crying expression again: "I'm sorry, Shushu, I was outside just now, I don't know what's wrong with me, when I come to my consciousness, those demonic energy, those demonic energy are all pouring in. My body."

The ball seemed to want to grab Xingshu's hand, but he retracted it timidly, as if he didn't dare to touch it, and his voice became lower and lower: "I, I am now, is it different from before... "

Xing Shu: "..." This is more than a different one, it's like a substitution, okay? Those who don't know thought you were taken away!

"Can I see your sea of ​​consciousness?" Xing Shu stared at the blood-red eyes of the ball, "I want to confirm."

"Of course." Qiuqiu closed his eyes immediately, his forehead slightly tilted towards Xingshu, completely trusting.

This attitude made Xing Shu put down his guard a little, and at the same time he believed his words a little bit. Although there was no need to test the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness with his forehead to forehead, the ball's head was lowered, and Xing Shu had to raise his head cooperatively. , Hitting his forehead.

Well, speaking of it, when did the ball grow so high? Before, you only need to lower your head to see the opponent, but now he has to straighten his back and barely touch the opponent's forehead.

"I'm going to come in." Xing Shu beckoned, and his mental power slowly went to the edge of the sea of ​​consciousness of the ball.

Everyone's sea of ​​consciousness will have a barrier of self-protection. If one forcibly breaks in without consent, the one with the lower divine power and the weaker will be harmed.

Only when both parties deliver complete trust can they enter the other's sea of ​​knowledge without any hindrance.

Xingshu tried his best to make his mental silk gentle and soft without attacking power. When he tried to touch the sea of ​​consciousness barrier that touched the ball, the barrier really opened compliantly, as if in a silent welcome.

The sea of ​​knowledge of the ball is very vast, with mountains and flowing water, the fragrance of birds and flowers, lush forests, and verdant grasslands.

This is a vibrant scene, which makes people look refreshed and happy, as if they can breathe that refreshing breath.

However, in this vibrant distance, there are thick black clouds, as if it is possible to destroy this beautiful picture at any time.

The world under the white cloud and the world under the black cloud seemed to be two isolated worlds, and Xingshu was now under the white cloud, unable to see the situation under the black cloud.

Xing Shu still wanted to go deep into the dark cloud that looked extremely unknown, but his mental power only got a little closer, and he was shot out fiercely!

"Hiss!" Xing Shu retreated to one side, clutching his left eye.

The ball quickly stretched out his hand and hugged him around his waist: "Zhushu, what's the matter with you? I didn't refuse you!"

"Well, it's none of your business." Xing Shu waved his hand, his head full of black clouds on the other side of the space of Qiqiu Zhihai.

"Shushu, what did you see?" Qiuqiu said with distress when he saw Xingshu's uncomfortable expression.

"Hmm..." Xing Shu thought hard: "Your sea of ​​consciousness is very vast and beautiful, but there seems to be another side, not completely open. If I'm right, it should be the place where your memory is covered in dust. ."

"My memory..." Ball Ball repeated.

Xing Shu nodded: "Didn't you find that you can absorb demon energy? Maybe you do have some connection with the demon clan." With your face alone, you can't deny that you have a relationship with the demon king in this space.

The old ball was a baby-faced Xiaozheng with Guazi face and big eyes. Although he gradually grew up, he still had some jerky aura left on his face.

Even in youth and adulthood, the changes in appearance are not too great, and they are relatively delicate and soft.

But now, this face with sharp bones and a tall nose is very different from the baby face.

Of course, the only similar part is the eyes. Those pitiful-looking dog-eyes, with the two eyebrows that move closer to the center, look so innocent and wronged.

However, Xingshu almost missed this pair of dog eyes.

Because the color of the eyes is different.

"Shushu, do you hate the demons?" Qiuqiu couldn't help asking, his palms on his sides, clenched tightly: "If I were from the demons, would you hate me?"

Xing Shu reluctantly reached out and poked his forehead: "You, forgot what I said before, right?"

"How is it possible! I will never forget every word you say!" Qiuqiu quickly argued for himself.

"Then you still ask this kind of idiot question, what's wrong with the demons? No matter which ethnicity you are from, I won't hate you. It has nothing to do with your ethnicity." Xingshu scratched his nose: "Don't Feel free to associate people's preferences with races. This will make you very tiring. It is not your turn to bear the problems left over from history between those races."

Hearing that, the ball murmured: "Is it not my turn?"

"The sky is falling and you are holding high, every race has their emperor, and you are only shed the same blood as them, there is no need to bear this." Xingshu seemed to worry that his cub would become impulsive and brutal. Like the second kid, he carefully ordered: "So don't ask such silly questions anymore."

"But..." The ball stared directly at Xing Shu's eyes: "When you taught me as a teenager, you didn't say that."

"Uh...you were the Demon Emperor at that time...and, aren't those things that must be done to pass the challenge?" Xing Shu still smiled, but his eyes gradually darkened.

He is setting the ball, and the ball is obviously already hooked.

Although, he knew he was not good to do this, but...

"What if those are more than just challenges?" Qiuqiu seemed a little guilty, and he didn't see the dark color in Xing Shu's eyes.

Qiuqiu couldn't help but said: "What if those are really my past? Didn't you also say it when you opened the first door? Reality and illusion, in fact, are only between a single thought, and it is entirely up to you to decide ."

I finally said it...

Xing Shu didn't know what his mood was. While expecting the ball to tell him, he hoped that the ball would remain hidden like this.

Because he didn’t want to know that before meeting him, Qiqiu was a guy who had lived for more than a hundred years and had a cultivation level far above himself. He didn’t want to know that this guy was gradually in these challenges. The original memory has been recovered, and the past in the memory has been recovered.

The ball with the memory of the past, will it still be his ball?

In contrast to those long years of more than a hundred years, what is the number of years that Qiuqiu has been with him?

Could it be that after this door, the ball will leave him, return to the original turf, and return to the original life?

This is where Xingshu is most entangled.

"So, what is your decision?" Xing Shu asked softly when he heard his own voice.

"I, as long as I can be with you!" Qiuqiu finally seized the opportunity and said what he had always wanted to say.

Xing Shu: "..." Huh?

Seeing that Xingshu did not refuse, Qiqiu grabbed his hand: "To me, the place where you are alone is real, whether it is in other places, in the past or in the future, as long as you are there. It's enough by my side!"

Puff!

Something shook in Xing Shu's body, it was the sound of a heartbeat.

Although it is only a mechanically moving wooden heart, when the blood moon flows rapidly, the frequency of the wooden heart's beating will also change accordingly.

"I……"

Perhaps his heart was beating too fast, Xing Shu felt that his face was a bit congested, and his brain became noisy. He opened his mouth to talk, but he felt a little dry lips.

Xing Shu licked the corner of his mouth subconsciously, but because he vomited too much blood just now, he only tasted the smell of blood rust.

It's a bit sweet and bitter.

The completely open face of Qiuqiu took the opportunity to lean up, his forehead was against Xingshu's forehead, the big palm supported the back of Xingshu's head, and his generous figure blocked the red moonlight that was gradually overflowing the clouds.

Scorching hot breaths crossed the noses of the two of them. In this moment of silence, Xingshu heard the sound of his heart beating faster and faster.

It felt like the heart was about to pop out.

The ball obviously felt this too, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Shushu, your heart is beating so fast..."

The ball blew into Xingshu's ear: "You said, why is this?" Didn't you always think that I should be your bastard? Why now, your heartbeat speeds up to your bastard?

"Because..." Xing Shu spoke slowly, and suddenly felt a hot liquid rolling out of his throat.

"Because of me..." The hot liquid slowly dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"Because of my heart..." It seems to have been crushed by that poisonous snake...

"Wow..." Xing Shu sprayed a mouthful of old blood on the ball's face.

Ball: "..."

The ball was horrified in an instant: "Xingshu! ——What's wrong with you! ——"