The man tried every means to commit suicide, but he was all stopped by the monk in his shadow, and he couldn’t even die if he wanted to die.

The insects stood there with tears in their faces, and they couldn’t say a word. Their faces were full of pain and remorse, and some emotions that Hansen could not understand.

The man smashed himself through the body, but in the end he still could not succeed in suicide.

"Xiao Yan, don't go any further." The worm finally couldn't help but talk, but the tone was very contradictory, and he didn't dare to shout.

"Don't go on any more? Then what do you want me to do? If you don't die like this? Is this what you want?" The man glared at the worm, his eyes filled with deep hatred.

The worm had already burst into tears and shook his head and said: "I don't want to be like this. At that time, you got sick. I have no way. He said that you can cure you so that you don't die, but I didn't think... I didn't think... ..."

The worm said that it was already crying, and it is difficult to continue.

"Haha, he did cure me, so I can't die...not dead..." The man was laughing, but the laughter made people feel ten thousand times more violent than crying.

"Xiao Yan... I... I am sorry for you..." said the worm.

The man is just laughing, and the smile is hard to understand: "You are not sorry for me, you just make me die."

The worm caught his white hair and squatted on the ground. It felt helpless and regretted to the extreme. He whispered: "If I know it is like this... If I knew it... I will not... I must..."

At the end of the day, what the insects said could not be heard, but just heard the sound of choked.

The man looked at the worm who was smashing his hair, and his eyes were full of complex colors. He sighed for a long time: "This is my life!"

This sigh sighed with countless helplessness, unwillingness, despair, and remorse, and Hansen on the top of the mountain was a little moved.

The two fathers and sons have been tossing in the valley for a night, and the sky is already white. The man looked at the white in the sky and said to the worm: "If you really are when I am your son, I will find someone to kill." I, I would rather die, and don’t live like this."

"Xiaoyan!" The worm looked up at the man, his lips squirming and just wanted to say something, but he saw that the man had fallen straight to the ground.

Han Sen gave a slight glimpse. Seeing that the man’s body was normal, his vitality was still very strong, but he was like a coma, completely unaware.

The insects ran away with tears, carefully put the man in a prepared pocket, and then carried the man outside the valley, while walking and talking about something in his mouth.

If you don't know what happened, the person who saw the insect at this time thought that he was a neuropathy of dementia.

Hansen quickly flew up from the top of the mountain and chased after the insects, wanting to see where the insects are going.

After listening to the dialogue between the father and the son, Hansen faintly felt that this was related to the gods mentioned at dusk. Perhaps this is an opportunity to solve all doubts.

The worms walked into the worm forest with the man, and then went back to the worm sanctuary. Hansen watched the worm bring the man in the bag back to his room.

Hansen had been waiting for the insects outside. After the next morning, the worm came out of his room. It didn't happen like anything. He smiled and greeted the acquaintances he met, and then he made a few old ones. Friends out of the shelter, it seems to be hunting for aliens.

"Insect, I have something to ask for your help, can you talk alone." Hansen walked over to the worm and stopped his way.

"There is nothing to say directly. If you can help me, I will help." The worm said with a smile.

Hansen insisted on saying: "I have something to say about it, so I want to talk to the insect alone."

The insects sank a bit, summoned a few friends, and then took Hansen to an open space outside the shelter.

"Small Han, what do you say, if the old man can help me, I will not let you down." The insects ordered a cigarette, took a sip and spit out the smoke. I spoke to Hansen.

"Insect, do you know the Seventh Action Team of the Special Investigation Division?" Hansen said this to him without turning around.

The worm directly shook his head: "What kind of institution is that? It seems that I have never heard of it."

"Do you know Han Jingzhi?" Hansen asked again.

The insects thought about it and said, "Listen to you, have you called Grandpa Han Jingzhi? You mentioned him so often, he must be a very good person?"

Han Sen looked at the worm, and for a long time he sighed and said: "Then you should know the dusk?"

The insects in the eyes of the fly flashed a trace of color, it seems that Hansen would have mentioned this person, but it just flashed, and then smiled and shook his head: "Older, people I have seen too More, I can't think of such a person."

"Then you should always know Xiao Yan?" Han Sen stared at the insects slowly and said slowly.

The body of the insects suddenly trembled, and they could no longer conceal their emotions. They stared at Hansen with their eyes wide open, but they still laughed and said: "The people I have never heard of."

"Have you forgotten your own wishes?" Hansen sneaked a swindle.

After this sentence, the worm suddenly changed his face and his mood was completely disappointing. The body that seemed to be awkward was straight and straight, and his head was full of hair. His body was arrogant, like an angry lion staring at Han. Sen, his eyes are full of murderous words, and he asks in a word: "Who are you?"

Han Sen felt the horrible vitality of the insects, and could not help but secretly admire. Among the human transcenders, the worm is definitely the top-level existence.

If you don't count Hansen yourself, even the top human surpasser is worse than the worm.

His old age, such a physical quality, it is a little unexpected. After all, the human beings who were promoted by the first and second shelters have a low degree of gene completion. In the era of the worms, I am afraid that even the gods There are not many people who are fully promoted in the gene, and it is somewhat surprising that they can reach the physical fitness in the third shelter.

"Who am I who you are not very clear? I also told you, my grandfather is who." Han Sen looked at the worm and said faintly.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, old Korea can not have descendants, less there to pretend to be a ghost." The worm stared at Hansen's anger.

“Why can't there be future generations? It is possible that people may have descendants,” Hansen said casually.

"It's all possible, but he..." The worm suddenly stopped talking, and it seemed to react. The momentum on his body skyrocketed again. It seemed to be a beastly and beastly staring at Hansen: "Damn, dare In my words, who are you in the end? If you don't know, don't blame the worms, my heart is hot." 8)