Chapter 588 His Name
The saint in front of me just looks like a girl, and she is indeed just a girl, not some Tianshan child grandmother who looks like a girl but has actually lived for thousands of years.
The Saint was brought back from the Infinite Forbidden Zone by the Demon Lord and raised from childhood. This fact is obvious to all in the Demon Realm and cannot be faked.
Is it really reasonable for the saint to have such exaggerated cultivation at such a young age...
Ran Ran swallowed, she now admired Qin Siyi a little.
Facing the most terrifying murder weapon in the world, he could actually be jealous and angry at her every day. Isn't he afraid that the saint would kill him if she got impatient...
"Are you scared? "
The saint's expression remained unchanged, and even the gaze she kept staring at Ran Ran did not change.
But Ranran felt palpitations from this lack of change, which was like a pool of stagnant water.
Because her state of mind has changed, after knowing the strength of the saint, she can no longer treat the saint with the same attitude as before.
Just like when a tiny insect faces a human being, if the insect is conscious, it will be afraid that the person in front of it will suddenly become interested and crush it to death.
Ran Ran is such a bug at the moment, and at the same time, she is still a bug that cannot die.
She still has a lot to accomplish.
This was the source of the strong fear of death in her heart at this moment.
"Knowing your strength, it is human nature for me to feel fear." Ranran tried hard to stay calm and decent.
The saint suddenly stretched out her hand to her. Her white hand looked like it was carved from jade without any impurities.
Ran Ran didn't understand the meaning of this move, but she hesitated and placed the big hand belonging to Shen Yanwen in the palm of the saint's hand.
The saint smiled, "Do you feel it?"
Ran Ran was about to ask what he felt, when he heard the saint say softly.
"There is temperature."
"With flesh and blood, I am a person."
The saint retracted her white hand and said calmly: "At the same time, I am still a person who doesn't like killing, so you don't need to be afraid."
Ran Ran Ting The corners of her mouth twitched, she didn't know how to respond to this.
The saint should also know that her words are not very convincing. When she was about to skip the topic, Ran Ran said sincerely.
"I know I might sound a little annoying, but I really need to make sure, you're not kidding, right?"
"No, I won't joke." The saint replied equally sincerely.
“I know what you are wondering.”
“My age and my cultivation are extremely mismatched, the mismatch is beyond common sense.”
That’s right. , Ran Ran nodded silently in her heart, it was the unreasonableness she felt. Originally, she was a little afraid to ask directly, she was afraid that the saint would think she had offended her.
In the end, the saint didn't seem to mind.
"But this kind of rationality is viewed from a general perspective." The saint's voice was unhurried, "Common sense holds that a person's cultivation and age are proportional to a certain extent. Even if they are not completely proportional, It won’t happen to me in such an extreme situation.”
Ran Ran nodded silently and the saint smiled. : "But as long as you look at it from another perspective, it all becomes reasonable."
"I'm sick."
"As long as you look at it from a negative perspective, isn't it? Isn’t it that difficult to understand?”
After thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is indeed the case.
Negative rationality is unreasonable in the eyes of common sense.
While she was still thinking, she heard the saint whisper softly.
"The Wushan selection led by the Demon Lord is to find an antidote for me, and the consort is my antidote."
Perhaps it is the impact that the saint's cultivation has brought to Ran Ran. Da, now she finally understands the truth about Wushan's selection and doesn't seem so shocked anymore.
Another reason is that she had speculated about the truth. There is always a purpose for being a person and doing things, and it is impossible for Demon Realm to focus on charity. Otherwise, why would it be called Demon Realm? It should be renamed as a charity foundation.
Disciples of various sects can gain indescribable benefits by becoming the followers of the saint, but the saint will definitely gain something from it.
After the saint briefly explained the concept of [giving spirit] to Ran Ran, Ran Ran fully understood what kind of selection she was going through.
There are not as many purposes as choosing a concubine in a mortal dynasty. The interests of all parties, the balance of constraints, and the harem of the former dynasty, the demon lord has only one purpose.
He wanted to help the saint relieve her pain.
Ran Ran has not forgotten the saint's description of Wushan's selection, "You just said that this selection was led by the devil?"
The saint nodded.
Ran Ran felt something was wrong, "Don't you want to choose?"
"The person I want to choose has already been chosen."
The saint said Wan Ranran suddenly thought of the man who looked similar to Shen Yanwen, "It's..."
"That's him."
The saint's eyes flashed with memories, "Actually, he is a perfect candidate, and the Demon Lord is also very satisfied."
"Perhaps he is the only one in this world with the ability to bear it in my body "
Ran Ran immediately understood that Yun Daozi and Qin Siyi, who had extremely poor qualifications, were probably all because of the saint's practice of giving spirits to them. That's why it's so rapid.
“Master Yi, can’t you bear it?”
The saint shook her head, "He is more fragile than the clouds in the sky. If I breathe too lightly or too heavily, I will kill him when I breathe."
"So I only tried it twice."< br>
Ran Ran opened his eyes wide, "Such a difficult thing And the second time?"
"The second time he asked me," the saint said softly, "He knelt outside the temple for several days."
" Even if I save him from the wind and snow, his body can’t bear it.”
There were so many things that surprised Ran Ran. She didn't know what to be surprised about. After a while, she just said, "...Master Yi is quite stubborn."
"Stubborn?" The saint opened her eyes slightly. "I have never heard this word used to describe people. Does it mean stubborn?"
Ran Ran nodded fiercely, and the saint immediately laughed, "It really suits him."
"It's useless for me to speak when he is stubborn."
Ran Ran sighed, "It's so difficult, Yi Whatever the adults give you, it can’t be because..."
"Guilty." The saint took over. "He feels guilty because he is clearly a favored envoy, but cannot play the role of a favored envoy."
"At the same time, he also feels guilty because he sees me in pain but can do nothing. , this is what he told me, because I have never experienced this emotion.”
Ran Ran’s spirit of gossip is blazing. Burning, "Isn't it in that person?"
The saint thought for a while before shaking her head, "No, he did feel pain, and even felt pain because of me, but I don't Feeling guilty."
"I just want him to stop suffering and stay with me."
The saint seemed to be recalling her previous time with that person, "I knew clearly what would happen after his pain ended."
"He would leave me, and he did leave me."
Ran Ran was confused when she heard this, "So what's the reason?"
The saint looked into Ran Ran's eyes, as if looking at another person through Shen Yanwen's skin.
"If I tell you his name, you will understand."
"Gu Qingjue."
"This is his name."