After living in a small village for more than a month, Lin Yunchuan sat in front of the statue at the entrance of the village for a while every day.

Shangning is also used to it. She doesn't like Ji lichen, so she often doesn't follow him. Instead, she chooses to meditate at home.

"Xiao Meng, your husband fainted!"

On this day, some villagers were running and shouting in a hurry.

Shang Ning suddenly opened his eyes, recovered from his meditation and ran to the entrance of the village.

I have a bad feeling in my heart.

Recently, Lin Yunchuan is very weak. She is really afraid.

"Young master?"

Shangning gave him a pill.

Pat him on the back and use the spirit power to help him absorb the pills.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for me to wake up.

His awakening did not make shangning happy, but more silent.

"Ah, Xiaomeng, it's not easy for you either..."

The villagers helped to send Lin Yunchuan back to their cottage. When they left, they didn't forget to comfort him.

Shangning one by one thanks, when only the two of them, are speechless.

"Zhaoning, sooner or later this day, don't be sad, OK?"

Lin Yunchuan broke the silence, and the smile on his face was just like their first meeting, which was enough to warm shangning's lonely heart.

"All right, young master."

Shangning slightly drooped his eyes to hide his heartache and pushed him into the yard.

He likes to stay out.

"Young master, do you worship Ji lichen like this? His reputation is not so good. As a real devil, his reputation is just inferior to that of the devil

The statue of God is very high in the village, which is the tallest building in the village.

So even if shangning's house is at the back of the village, you can still see a corner in the distance.

From the angle of Shang Ning, you can just see the head of the statue, see the very abstract face, she automatically made up the appearance of Ji lichen.

"When I was young, my father gave me a book, on which I wrote the legendary deeds of several powerful people in mainland China."

Lin Yunchuan did not make complaints about the tune of tannin, who was full of Tucao, and slowly said, "at that time, I was fascinated by the way of the life of Ji Shen."

"He is arrogant and uninhibited. He is always lazy, free and easy, independent and free from worldliness..."

Shangning quickly stopped: "OK, young master, I know how much you love him!"

Hearing his son use these words to describe that bastard, shangning is more sad.

To be sure, there seems to be nothing wrong with these words.

But who made her and him enemies who have been competing for hundreds of years!

My son likes my opponent!

Huff!

"Zhaoning, I just yearn for his life."

Lin Yunchuan sighed. The so-called admiration is just the admiration for what others have and for what they don't have.

In the records of Ji lichen, he has always been an image of playing freely in the world, and he also hopes that he can.

However, the reality is that he is inferior to ordinary people.

"It was in an ancient relic that he saw through the secret and became a powerful man. Young master, I'll take you there to play. "

Since the childe knows that he is not in good health, she wants to go to Ji lichen's statue. Since he has reached the limit, she wants to try her best to make him get the greatest comfort.

Just when he was in a coma, she gave him pills, which was her last resort.

A pill can rejuvenate the dying and return to the most energetic state.

However, the effect can only last for three months.

When time comes, it turns to ashes.

"Ji Shen, the relic of becoming a God? If it's not too hard for you, Zhaoning, I'd like to see it. "

Lin Yunchuan's eyes brightened. It's rare for his mood to have such a big fluctuation.

Lin Yunchuan knows the effect and consequence of that medicine.

Everything is doomed, can't become what you want, then go to the place where idols become gods, where to draw the end of this inaction life.