In the deep palace.

If you want to say that the only ones that have not changed are really Lin Fan and Zhao Zhenle.

Friendship will not fade with the passage of time, but will become deeper, just like Lin Fan’s friendship with Zhao Zhenle.

"Don't you let me go?"

Zhao Zhenle has a high level of cultivation. Although she cannot keep her appearance unchanged, she is much better than normal people. She has always been in middle age, and just a trace of white hair means that her age has surpassed many people.

The physical function is not as good as before.

On the contrary, Lin Fan has not changed much and is still so young.

"We are friends. I have asked this sentence many times. Do you still understand what I mean and what I think?"

Lin Fan looked at her with a sincere look. Anyone who looked at her with such eyes had only one thought in his heart.

That is true love.

He must have regarded me as a true friend, otherwise he would not have had such a look.

Zhao Zhenle sneered: "Friend? If you think I am a friend, let me go."

Over the years.

All she was thinking about was leaving this ghost place.

It has even become the only obsession.

"No, I promised those people that I must educate you well and restore you to your previous appearance. The chastity of the past is very loving." Lin Fan said.

"Don't say these disgusting words. I want to vomit after hearing this. If I didn't beat you, do you think I can still live?"

Zhao Zhenle glared at Lin Fan, and the anger in his heart had soared to the extreme and could not be extinguished.

Lin Fan said calmly: "So I am still alive now."

Listen!

Is this what a person says?

I haven't gone crazy yet, because my evil heart is indestructible, and my yearning for freedom has never stopped, and it has been supported until now.

Zhao Zhenle took a deep breath, "What the hell do you want to let me go."

"Restored to the Zhenlei I once knew." Lin Fan said calmly.

I really want to go crazy.

She didn't know what she was her real self, and even felt that she was her real self now, and it was all false in the past.

It was at this moment.

Zhao Zhenle took out a grass-woven grasshopper and handed it to Lin Fan, "This is what I gave to you, just like before."

But Lin Fan didn't answer, and Zhao Zhenle couldn't understand this behavior.

"Send it to you."

She had learned to disguise under Lin Fan's suppression, but she underestimated Lin Fan too much.

Lin Fan shook his head and said, "It's not the gift I want. It's different from what you gave me the first time. A gift without emotion is not a gift. You have not changed. I'm very disappointed."

"But I'm confident that you can recover."

"Time will prove that what I said is right."

Zhao Zhenle had been completely exploded by Lin Fan, and she threw the grass weaving grasshopper on the ground and stepped on it hard.

"You're ruthless!"

Decades have passed again.

Nearly one hundred and fifty years have been a long time for Lin Fan. In many dreams, he has never experienced such a long time.

Zhao Zhenle is old.

With her high-level cultivation, she still cannot resist the erosion of time. The erosion of time is like a candle in the wind, which can be extinguished at any time.

If Zhao Zhenle had not been suppressed by Lin Fan, she would have been able to survive for a long time if she had not caused any repression from Lin Fan, but her suppressed mood would lead to a deterioration of her own body.

Therefore, there is a saying that anxiety leads to illness.

In front of the bed.

Lin Fan looked at Zhao Zhenle lying there and said sadly: "Zhengle, my friend, are you leaving?"

Zhao Zhenle, who was lying there, had a weak breath, and it was normal for birth, old age, sickness and death. She had been guarded by Lin Fan here for more than a hundred years, but she still couldn't escape Lin Fan's palm.

"You..." Zhao Zhenle raised her hand with difficulty, as if she wanted to say, "You are so cruel, I am convinced. She practiced the "Nine Nether Gods" and should have been circulating in the world and becoming a fear of everyone, but her life was depressed. Under Lin Fan's oppression, she was forced to do good things every day.

They are even often taught.

Lin Fan hurriedly grabbed Zhao Zhenle's hand and said sincerely and slightly sadly: "I know, I will be fine, don't worry."

After hearing this, Zhao Zhenle suddenly widened her eyes and opened her mouth hard, feeling weak and her voice was extremely small.

"Go to die for me."

"Well, you will always be my friend. I will remember you. I can feel that you are already the zhengli I once knew. I really changed you back."

“￥%@￥%…”

"I always keep the gift you gave me by my side. When I'm fine, I'll take it out and take it out and take it out and take a look."

At this time, there is really no need to stimulate the dying person.

After surviving for more than a hundred years, I endured a person full of evil spirits to death. It feels like this is a very terrible thing to think about.

really!

Zhao Zhenle couldn't stand Lin Fan's stimulation, so she glared and slowly closed her eyes.

Completely left the world.

"Why!"

Lin Fan sighed, sat by the bed, held Zhao Zhenle's hand, closed his eyes, and recalled the first time Zhenle came to him more than a hundred years ago.

"I fulfilled my promise, I believe my friends are all good, I changed him."

The monk told him that the chastity cannot be kept, otherwise it will cause harm to the world.

But he believed that his friends would definitely return to their former appearance, so he insisted that all this was possible, but reality did not disappoint him.

He did.

When Zhenlei is dying, she completely restores herself.

A few days later.

He looked at the tombstone in front of him.

‘The Tomb of the best friend Zhao Zhenle’

More than a hundred years of getting along have made Lin Fan's friendship with Zhao Zhenle reach a very high level.

Lin Fan shed tears and gently stroked the tombstone.

"Zhenle, for me, this may be a dream, but for me, this dream is equivalent to real existence. You are my best friend Lin Fan, except Lao Zhang, Xiaobao, and Hen."

Immediately afterwards.

There is a voice in my mind.

【Task: Complete.】

[Reward: Dynasty dragon energy.]

【Next arrival: September 1st!】

【return!】

A mysterious force came, and Lin Fan looked at the tombstone deeply, wanting to remember this close friend firmly in his heart. He knew that Zhenlei was happy and happy because he was by his close friend's side and helped her find herself again.

September 1st!

Yanhai City!

Special department!

In the dormitory!

early morning.

Lin Fan opened his eyes, stretched his waist, and exhaled.

"Give it, your coke."

Lao Zhang handed Lin Fan a bag of soy milk, and then took a bag himself.

"Sprite!"

"Cola!"
To be continued...