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Accompanied by a lover who is handsome and infatuated, can do all the housework, and has excellent wilderness survival skills, we can look at the scenery, eat delicious food, and inquire about gossip.
The days couldn't be too carefree and comfortable. Cong Sheng closed his eyes with a smile, hugging An Xiao who died before him, and closed his eyes contentedly on his warm bed.
He had no regrets at all, even if he could live for many more years.
The dark owl was damaged when he was a secret guard. It was hard to tell when he was young. But when the two of them were in their sixties, one was still as strong as a man in his prime, without even a trace of gray hair, while the other had a head full of black hair that had turned gray, but the dark owl was still in his sixties. Xiao Xiao is no longer as frightened as he was when he was young. Cong Sheng has already used his affection to eliminate all the humility and unconfidence in An Xiao.
I don’t know if I’m having such a pleasant time that even God can’t stand it.
The golden finger Cong Sheng got this time made him laugh and cry - a world-famous beauty.
The world-famous beauty: as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon, with brilliant autumn chrysanthemums and luxuriant spring pine trees. It seems like the moon is covered by light clouds, and the fluttering snow is like the flowing wind.
There is only a vague figure on the card, whose face cannot be seen clearly, but no words can describe the gracefulness of his figure, the passion of his body, and the brightness of the wind god. One song serves as its mark, and there is no inconsistency in it.
Of course, this is not what makes Cong Sheng most helpless.
What is really helpless is the person or soul in front of him, which is more appropriate.
This time, Cong Sheng did not go to another world as usual as soon as he closed and opened his eyes.
This time he came to a gray place without any scenery or landmarks. Even what he stepped on was not land, but a lake with gentle ripples.
The only reference in this empty place is the figure opposite Cong Sheng.
"Are you?" The one who seizes the body? Or the original owner
Cong Sheng never met the original owner every time he was possessed before. He knew that the body he entered had no other souls. As for why he knew it, Cong Sheng couldn't tell. This is a very strange intuition. Therefore, Cong Sheng has never felt guilty about possessing other people's bodies. Although he is not a good person and has a cold and cold nature, Cong Sheng thinks that he will not do anything like swallowing a person's soul and possessing his body. Of course, except for certain Special circumstances, such as when others want to devour his soul.
But the person in front of him shouldn't have any ill intentions toward him.
"My name is Nangong Liao. This is my sea of consciousness, but I will disappear soon."
Nangong Liao's tone was calm, with unabashed joy and relief, and there was even impatience in his eyes.
"You don't want to live?"
The exhaustion and lethargy in Nangong Liao's eyes were so full that they seemed to overflow, which puzzled Cong Sheng. He looked like he was still very young, only in his teens, but the vicissitudes in his eyes were like those of a weather-beaten old man.
Although if the person in front of him insists on living, Cong Sheng doesn't know whether he will snatch the body or not.
Cong Sheng was a little unhappy when he bumped into another soul when he entered this body. He wanted to have a sex fight to see which little bitch dared to compete with him for the body, but it turned out that it was the body himself, and Not an outsider. Cong Sheng could only remain silent, and at the same time he was confused. He clearly felt that the previous soul had disappeared, so how could this soul from the outside be the body's own
Uncle Cong said that this is a bit interesting. That's why he puts on his gentle and elegant exterior and talks to the person opposite him in an extraordinarily gentle manner.
"You are so good-looking." Nangong Ling did not answer, but looked at Cong Sheng's face with envy, "If I were as good-looking as you, he wouldn't dislike me. Do I have it?" Do a lot of people like it?"
Cong Sheng shook his sleeves and remained silent. He discovered that his current soul state was that of Long Xuan in his previous life. Before, he had no chance to know what his soul was like every time he died.
He knew that Long Xuan's appearance was truly unique.
But even if he looks average, he is still much better than Nangong Ling opposite him.
His face is no longer a normal face. It is covered with many small purple bumps, which are densely packed and even on his nose. They are so crowded that the facial features cannot be seen clearly. It makes people look at the possibility of trypophobia, and they wish they had it. Vomiting*.
This is a face that makes people not want to look at it a second time. Cong Sheng can look at Nangong Liao calmly only because he has seen too many weird and horrible zombies in his previous life, so he is immune to it. Cong Sheng has seen countless uglier people than this.
In fact, he was not that eager to possess him. Wouldn’t it be nice to be a Piao in this life
Cong Sheng looked at Nangong Liao's face and thought lightly.
"No one has ever looked at my face so calmly for so long. You are the first and the only one." Nangong Ling said with a smile. The originally terrifying face became even more ugly, and his figure became more and more ugly. It became misty, and the water under my feet began to ripple.
"Are you sure you want to possess me? Of course I don't mean to rob you," Nangong Ling explained hurriedly, fearing that Cong Sheng would be angry, "I just want such an ugly body that no one wants. Especially since you are so tall. It has to look good like this.”
The inferiority complex in Nangong Liao's eyes became even heavier, and his head drooped, as if he wanted to hide his entire face.
"Are you... a soul coming back from the future?"
Cong Sheng felt that this was the only explanation, but why Nangong Liao didn't want the rebirth that so many people liked
How wonderful it is to be reborn, how many people dream of it.
Is it just because of a face? Cong Sheng thought of his current golden finger and the world-famous beauty. Can he give it to the person opposite
But Cong Sheng couldn't find the card.
"How wonderful it is to be reborn. With the prophet, you can rewind all the past misfortunes. You can take revenge on those who hurt you, you can get back what you lost, and you can seize opportunities you didn't grasp again. Do you really not consider it?”
Cong Sheng almost gave himself an award - the Notre Dame Award.
It was obvious that he had a life-and-death relationship with the person opposite him. After all, they might be snatching ownership of the same body. But looking at Nangong Ling's eyes filled with twilight and vicissitudes of life, Cong Sheng's rare sympathy overflowed.
After all, he has no body, so he still has a way out, either to live out this life as Ah Piao, or to return to the roulette space for the next reincarnation.
But Nangong Liao doesn't know the ending. Maybe his soul drifts away, or he may be reincarnated again. Cong Sheng doesn't know what will happen to Nangong Liao.
"No, I'm afraid of my own face, and I'm afraid to go back and face those disgusted and contemptuous eyes. I'm even more afraid to face the friends, lovers, and relatives who hurt me and betrayed me. I'm too tired." Nangong Liao said tiredly.
"Do you have any wishes? Is there anything you want to do?"
Cong Sheng looked at the thinner figures on the opposite side and said in silence for a while.
"I want to have a beautiful face, and people will no longer look at me with fear, disgust, or disgust. I want someone to love me." Nangong Ling said softly.
"Really?" Is there no one who wants revenge
It's obvious that there is such a strong hatred in your eyes.
"..."
"I hate him, I hate him for using me, betraying me, and taking away the heart of the person I love. Obviously he already has so many admirers, why does he still want to seduce the person I like in such a despicable way. After seducing him, he still wants to Show off in front of me. That's all. Why destroy my family and kill my father. That's the only person who is good to me, that's my father. Why? Why? Why?"
"I want him to lose everything, lose his reputation, lose his appearance, lose the love of others. I want him to have nothing."
Nangong Liao roared at the top of his lungs, his eyes were blood red, but there were no tears at all. The overwhelming hatred was shocking.
"Then why don't you want to be reborn? Wouldn't it be possible to take revenge after being reborn? After being reborn, you can save your family, your father, and take back the person you love."
Cong Sheng looked at the waves rolling under his feet.
"...I can't do it."
After a long time, Nangong Liao sighed softly, and his voice returned to calmness, as if the person who roared crazily before was not him, but just an illusion.
"Look at my face, no one will like it."
"As long as you live, anything is possible."
Cong Sheng felt that Nangong Liao cared too much about his face. Although he was so hateful, his hatred was not fake. But why...
"Don't you really want to take revenge yourself?"
"So I'm waiting for you here. You are stronger than me, and you can definitely do things that I can't do." Nangong Liao looked deeply at Cong Sheng, his eyes deep and meaningful.
Rabbit turns into fox
interesting.
"You want to make a deal with me?"
"Yes. You help me take revenge, and I will give you all my body and memory. There are many secrets and opportunities in my memory. They can help you."
"Then why don't you do it yourself?"
"… …I'm tired."
"I want the truth."
"... My soul suffered a lot from the reversal of time and space because I traveled back. Even if I returned to my body, I would be weak and sick, and my original body was already weak. If I were possessed, I might die within two days. . But you are different, your soul is very strong."
Maybe this is Nangong Liao, Cong Sheng thought as he looked at Nangong Liao, who had a terrifying face but beautiful eyes.
"So you give me your body and memory, and I will help you get revenge?"
"Yes, it's best to grab all Lan Mingyu's men." Nangong Ling, perhaps seeing Cong Sheng's suddenly speechless look, then smiled, "Haha, I'm just kidding, after all, my face..."
"I promise you."
"Thank you. Really." After saying this, Nangong Liao could no longer hold on. His illusory body floated into countless white light spots, shining like a blooming firework in the gray space.
This was the last scene Cong Sheng saw. His vision went dark and he fainted.
Cong Sheng actually didn't have to agree to this deal. Based on his past experience, it was easy for him to obtain possessed body memories every time. Approval from the previous owner is not required.
But seeing Nangong Liao's timidity and anxiety that he tried to suppress when negotiating a deal with him, Cong Sheng rarely softened his heart. I made such a seemingly loss-making deal.
But soon Cong Sheng discovered that the real loser in this transaction might be Nangong Liao.