The spit particles splashed on Jiang Siming's face, but Jiang Siming was helpless.
In this life, Jiang Siming did nothing. When he died, he was crowded into a small room of 20 square meters. His body stinked before anyone discovered that he was dead.
In another life, Jiang Siming once again traveled to the Douluo Continent. But in this life, there was no system. He was just a waste of Trash Martial Soul. He became the lowest level of the people in the Douluo Continent. He wanted to have a relationship with the protagonist, but no one paid attention to him. It was another life of inaction.
Life after life, Jiang Siming has succeeded, becoming the strongest person Douluo Continent, and has also been the humblest person in reality.
In one life, he married an ordinary woman. He lived a very happy life, but the battle between the two empires and Spirit Hall broke this tranquility, and Jiang Siming died in the battle.
In one life, he was extremely talented and became the youngest Titled Douluo in the Douluo Continent. He founded the most powerful family and lay in a coffin under the admiration of everyone. But he always felt that something was missing.
In the endless reincarnation, shuttling back and forth in reality Douluo, Jiang Siming can no longer tell whether it is a dream or what?
In this life, Jiang Siming once again brought the system to the Douluo Continent.
He saved the little girl again, and finally came together with Zhu Zhuqing. Jiang Siming became a very powerful god through the system, but Zhu Zhuqing failed to become a god.
A hundred years later, Jiang Siming held Zhu Zhuqing's long withered hand and stared at the face that was no longer as beautiful as before.
"Si Ming, am I going to die? Can I touch you again?" Zhu Zhuqing slowly raised his dry hands, wanting to touch Jiang Siming's still young face. In the end, he put it down forever.
Jiang Siming burst into tears, with golden tears constantly flowing from the corners of his eyes. Even with great strength, he could not bring back the one he loved. Jiang Siming finally chose to commit suicide.
With memories from one life to another, Jiang Siming entered reincarnation again.
He returned to modern times, but met a girl also named Zhu Zhuqing.
They both came from ordinary families and got together quickly. They entered the palace of marriage under the blessing eyes of family and friends.
"Si Ming, do you love me?" Zhu Zhuqing said happily.
"Of course, you are my sweetheart." Jiang Siming put a ring on Zhu Zhuqing.
Many years later, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly asked, "Si Ming, do you love me?"
"We are an old married couple, of course I love you!" Jiang Siming replied without hesitation.
Only this time, Zhu Zhuqing was silent.
"Si Ming, are you hiding something from me?" Zhu Zhuqing asked with a smile.
"Let me tell you a story!" Jiang Siming gently stroked Zhu Zhuqing's hair.
"She must be very sad, right? After all, you have forgotten her." Zhu Zhuqing said sadly.
"That's right! How could I forget her?" Jiang Siming said with self-blame. After hundreds of reincarnations, Forget-Me-Not Herb's effect has long since disappeared completely. Jiang Siming has long remembered everything from the beginning.
"Then why don't you go find her? Just stay in this illusion and get along with me, an unreal person!" Zhu Zhuqing burst into tears.
"It's unreal, can't you feel it?" Jiang Siming kissed Zhu Zhuqing's forehead heavily.
"But this is not true? Maybe you love me more! But there is no reason for me to be selfish and let you stay in this endless reincarnation." Zhu Zhuqing couldn't stop crying.
"You are happy in this life, but what about the next life? I can't stand my lover living in an illusion." Zhu Zhuqing stroked Jiang Siming's face.
"It doesn't matter, I am willing to wait for you for a hundred eternities, for eternity." Jiang Siming gently wiped Zhu Zhuqing's tears with his hand.
"But I don't want you to wait! Forgive me, I love you!" The fork was inserted into Zhu Zhuqing's body, and blood spattered.
"No! Why? Why?" Jiang Siming roared.
Jiang Siming tried his best to cover the wound, but the blood Blood One kept flowing out.
"Si Ming, there's no need to feel sorry for me. I'm just a test in the illusion, go find the real me!" Zhu Zhuqing said weakly. Then it turned into little stars and dissipated in Jiang Siming's arms.
The surrounding scene collapsed bit by bit, revealing a white space.
Jiang Siming fell to his knees in despair.
Suddenly Jiang Siming raised his head, looked at Immortal Trapping Sword in front of him, stood up suddenly and drew his sword. With a roar, he broke through White Space with one sword.
Sword Douluo, who was guarding Jiang Siming, suddenly felt a strong sword intent erupting from Jiang Siming.
Jiang Siming suddenly opened his eyes and ran straight out of Star Dou Great Forest, holding a long sword in his hand to cut off everything that hindered his progress.
"Is this kid crazy?" Sword Douluo looked at this scene and was suddenly confused.
Sword Douluo thought Jiang Siming was possessed again, so he jumped in front of Jiang Siming.
"Get out of the way!" Jiang Siming said in a deep voice.
I found that Jiang Siming was not possessed by Sword Douluo, so I didn't know what to say. I could only let Jiang Siming go.
Three days later, Heaven Dou City Shrek Academy was in front of the door.
Jiang Siming appeared again, with bloodshot eyes and extremely tired spirit.
Jiang Siming's Soul Power had been completely digested, and relying solely on his will to support himself, he stumbled towards the school grounds.
"Brother Siming!" Tang San's exclamation attracted everyone's attention.
When everyone who was training saw Jiang Siming in a panic, they immediately rushed over to help Jiang Siming.
Zhu Zhuqing saw Jiang Siming looking tired and rushed over.
"Si Ming!" Zhu Zhuqing shouted worriedly.