Chapter 944: Heaven 3

Shuanghan looked at this scene, with a pair of Lengyue lonely star-like eyes, seemingly relieved and melancholy.
She closed her hand, and the long sword disappeared into her hand like smoke.
"It's still different after all," she said.
Lower your head, hold the hip flask, raise your head, and pour it down.
The hot and spicy breath rushed into the throat, still the most familiar and favorite taste.
After taking a sip of wine, sitting down again, and looking at Heavenly Dao, her expression had returned to the laziness and languidness that Jin Li had when she saw her.
"What do you come to me for?" she asked.
Tiandao looked down at her: "Didn't you let me come?"
You deliberately said something like that to Jinli, which caused her to ask me.
Don’t you just want me to come?
Tiandao's eyes were cold, but Jin Li saw what he meant from them.
She curled her mouth and smiled insincerely: "Yes, I wanted you to come on purpose. There were still some things I wanted to ask you, but when you see you like this, I feel like I don’t ask. No need anymore."
Tiandao was silent for a while before saying, "Why don't you ask?"
Shuanghan looked at her indifferently: "I have a question, I want to ask my old friend. Are you still him now?"
She increased her tone and repeated: "Are you still him now?"
Tiandao finally changed his face.
He fixedly looked at Shuanghan, his voice was cold, and said every word: "If not, why would I come to see you?"
If not, how could I come to see you.
I don't know who sighed in the air.
Tiandao took a step back, and his expression returned to Gujing Wubo, as if the man who had just burst out of emotion was just an illusion.
Shuanghan tilted his head and looked at him for a long time.
"All right," she said.
"Since you are him, then I have a few questions for you." Shuanghan said.
Tiandao looked down: "You ask."
Shuanghan stood up and walked in front of him, looking at the familiar eyebrows, with a cold tone: "I have been lying in these divine abysses for so many years. There are some things that have been thought of thousands of times, but I have never understood them. ."
Tiandao did not respond to her words.
Shuanghan didn't need his response either.
She just wanted to say something to the person in front of her.
"At first, for thousands of years, I not only didn't understand, I even resented. The friend who resented me betrayed me. The days of these gods are really deserted and difficult to endure."
When Tiandao heard these words, he raised his eyes and glanced at her, but did not refute.
Shuanghan didn't see his reaction, and said to himself: "But after another thousand years, I feel that this matter is not so simple. As for the algorithm, he wants to re-select a heavenly Dao, and the soft-hearted Night God. It's definitely not the right one."
She looked at Tiandao: "With your personality and status, you don't need to be a Tiandao that is restrained everywhere, and if you don't want it, the rules cannot force you, right?
Tiandao continued to be silent.
Jin Li was not surprised to see him like this, and continued: "There is another problem. I killed Heavenly Dao back then. In the eyes of the rules, this is absolutely an intolerable mistake, and my soul is not excessive. But I was just suppressed. These gods and gods have not been cut off from the gods, nor have they been punished by heaven. The most coincident thing is that I was sent to the gods only 700 years later."
She took a step closer, and was determined to look at the man close at hand: "It just so happens that in 700 years, my injury has finally healed a lot, even the harsh environment of the gods can stand it. "