Chapter 1817 I Don’t Regret My Dream Destination, I Just Regret It Was Too Hasty (1)

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It starts with a heartbeat and ends with a white head. If you embrace it, you will feel safe and if you accompany it, you will feel warm. Unfortunately, I couldn't do it despite all my efforts. ——Du Jiu Sheng

The moment I became the Messenger of Hell, I was a person with no past and no future.

Even the name was told to him by Ming Si.

He said his name was Du Jiu Sheng, and he said it was a very meaningful name that contained his endless thoughts and the meaning of existence from life to life.

The first time I saw him was the summons from the power of the stars. Every hell messenger will have a love tribulation after six hundred years, and most hell messengers can pass this love tribulation.

But there are also a small number of people who can't make it because they didn't listen to the advice of Hades.

This includes me...

When I first met her, I knew who she was, a very professional and excellent forensic expert.

Although I felt a sense of inexplicable disappointment when I found out about her profession, I was more looking forward to it.

So I gave her a black envelope and decided to accept her application.

The red moon kept reminding me that this was a calamity and I must not get close, but I instinctively chose to get closer.

But what I didn't expect was that the day I was looking forward to didn't come. Instead, I watched her meet a six-hundred-year-old undead.

It is a soul that has been wandering in the mortal world for six hundred years. It is called a ghost in common parlance.

When he wanted to hold Luo Qingchen's hand, I stopped him.

This kind of fierce ghost has a special spiritual skill, when she holds a human hand tightly. As long as the other person's past life is related to him, he can see the scenes of their past life.

Although you can't see it 100%, you can at least see 50%.

I just thought it was not easy to tell me that this evil spirit named Jin Rongfeng was not simple, but what I didn’t expect was that he would ultimately decide our outcome...

If I had known earlier, maybe I would have tried my best to kill him as soon as possible instead of waiting for him to use the Curse of the Resentful Soul.

For me, the Curse of the Resentful Soul is the most sorry thing about her in my life. It was my incompetence that caused her to keep encountering death.

But fortunately, she can see her own death, which is a precognitive ability.

I thought about it for a long time and still couldn't understand how a human could have such abilities, unless she was not human at all.

It’s just a human being in this life…

Due to the fate of love, I can actually feel that she is in danger. The word "Qing" vaguely reflected on my right hand has a feeling that it is in harmony with her fate.

This feeling bloomed a flower called loneliness in my heart, and I knew that I probably couldn't escape my own love.

I fell in love with her...

In just a few days, I fell in love with her so casually...

I spent the night investigating information about Jin Rongfeng, but I didn't find many clues.

After all, this was six hundred years ago. And I seemed to have become the messenger of hell from that time on.

I don't know if there is a connection, but my gut tells me there must be a connection.

At this moment, another undead appeared.

When he looked at her with a doting look on his face, I could feel my heart pounding, and I felt like I was suffocating instantly.

It turns out that when you care about someone, you have so many mixed feelings. There was a feeling that I wanted to step forward and hold her hand directly to declare my sovereignty.

And this feeling has really... never been experienced in six hundred years.