Chapter 3189: Gan Zhiru

And finally, I couldn’t support it, and it fell softly.
However, before she fell to the ground, she was caught in a familiar embrace.
Although it is in the environmental space, there are no entities in the two, but I still feel the long-lost warmth and dependence.
Open your eyes and look at the man who looked at her with a flustered heart and whispered: "Ji Ming, can you finally see me?"
The years in the illusion are as long as the whites, and I still feel lonely for a long time.
While watching the man grow up and suffering, she hopes to reach out and hug him, and he is held in his arms.
"Xi, sorry!" Ji Mingxi hugged her tightly, her voice hoarse and choked. "I'm sorry, it's because of me..."
"Don't say sorry to me." He whispered. "Actually, I am very happy to accompany you through this illusion. It is as if I have participated in all your life. You don't want to cry so sad, so neither. Handsome. I am not dying, but I have been hurt."
"However, I am really poor now, so I can only rely on you. I will wait for you to rescue me from this ghost place, and then we will go home together."
Ji Mingyu closed her eyes and tears dried up on her face. When she opened it again, there was only a decision in his embarrassment.
He lowered his head and kissed the girl's forehead gently, and the movement was gentle to tremble. "Well, wait for me to handle things well, let's go home together."
After that, Ji Mingxi put the girl in a corner and let go of the hand and stood up.
Just at the moment he wants to turn around, I heard the girl’s weak and gentle voice.
Ji Ming, you will not be lonely, because I will always be with you forever. I am a reincarnation of the saint, and I can’t help you.
So your shit's scorpio lone star is simply not credible. So you must not give up!"
Ji Mingxi only felt that the eyes that had just dried up were hot and humid again.
His hands clenched into his fists on his side, and he slowly and solemnly nodded.
Yes, he lost a lot, Xiaotian, Junlinxi...
Since he was a child, he had no loved ones, no freedom, and no feeling of happiness.
However, all these painful and sad past events have become insignificant.
Because he already has a stream.
If you say that God gave him tens of thousands of years of loneliness, it is to let him meet the stream, let him have the happiness of the moment.
Then he is as sweet as it is.
Ji Mingyu took a deep breath and turned to look at the man who was still wearing a mask.
Mindfulness, the golden mask fell off, revealing a rotten and ugly face.
The only perfect pair of faces on the face, looking at Ji Ming, the bottom is full of haze, cold and hate.
"Ji Ming, you are just a container that carries my soul. It is a creature that should not exist. Your mission is to wait for me to wake up. To provide a perfect body, you don't need feelings, you don't need self-awareness, just 乖乖Is it good for me to use it? Why do you want to resist? Want to something that doesn't belong to you?"
During the talk, Ji’s body shape changed, and the ugly and rotted skin became a man with a long body and a beautiful appearance.
His facial features are relatively deep, such as axe chiseling, with a bit of exotic customs, but only look at the appearance of the face, it is actually comparable to Ji Ming.