Ferocious Beast Concubine: Miss Second Waste

The sun gradually set, and the sky was full of crimson clouds, floating in the air like torn Suzhou embroidery.

Under the setting sun, the imperial city was silent.

Xuan Chun said plain clothes, and walked towards the forest in the north.

There is a quiet maple forest on the top of the cliff. In the afterglow, it is like a fire cloud falling from the sun.

In the middle of a flaming maple forest, there is a tombstone inscribed with pure white jade.

Two words are faintly engraved on it: Yuhuan.

It turns out that this is Yuhuan's tomb.

"Huan'er, it's been three years since I realized that I've never forgotten you. I can't forget you even for a second—"

He stood there indifferently, his long hair flying in the air, his face dull.

After a long time, he took out a hosta from his hand and stroked the word "Huan" on it.In the middle of the hairpin, there is a faint crack, which is obviously a trace of human repair later.

A tear fell.

Memory is like poison, corroding his broken soul again.

Yu Huan's cold face pierced into the depths of his mind like a knife blade.

King Chun's body, which was already on the verge of collapse, was suffocated in his chest again, and a mouthful of red, fishy and sweet rushed up his throat.

Blurred vision.

All the pictures from 3 years ago crashed into King Chun's mind again.

. . . . . . . . . .

It was here that she resolutely raised the jade hairpin in her hand and walked in front of him.

"Choose me, or forget me."

She holds a hosta in her left hand, and a blue pill in her right hand: there is a faint blue breath on it, and a few words are engraved on it: Wangqing Pill!

"I—" King Chun hesitated.

Yuhuan smiled coldly.

Turning around and flying down the cliff: "Xuanchun, I, Yuhuan, curse with my life that you won't get the throne forever!"

"Rebuke—" King Chun's eyes were red, his mana uncontrollably vented, and the entire area around the tombstone was swept away by his terrifying mana.

Bang bang, there are flying sand all around.

. . . . . .

The broken stone scratched his forehead, and his face was covered with blood, terrifying and ferocious.

The pain temporarily brought him back to reality.

Looking at the tombstone, he wiped away the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth, and balanced the agitation of floating mana in his body that was about to go mad.King Chun knew that today he had to make the final choice.

Otherwise, before tomorrow, he will lose to Xuan Ye first.

He walked towards the tomb of clothes coldly.

In the distance, Fang Yu frowned, seeing King Chun's crazy behavior: "What is this lunatic doing?"

Could it be that he also committed suicide?She couldn't let this man do such a stupid thing, otherwise the seal on her body would never be released again.

Fang Yu's heart sank.

With a wave of King Chun's hand, the tomb suddenly exploded.

The clothes inside had long since turned into powder, leaving only a box the size of a palm.

King Chun's eyes were indifferent, he put the jade hairpin in his hand into the coffin, and took out the little jingji seal amp;#65533;

Slowly opened, a burst of icy blue light penetrated the dust that had been sealed for a long time, scattered on the maple forest, and reflected three words: Wangqing Pill.

King Chun picked up the elixir, closed his eyes, and thought about everything in the past.Scenes flashed before his eyes.

Wangqing Pill: Wangqing is determined, and the six relatives will not recognize it.

Let go of the obsession in your heart, become disrespectful and ruthless.

That way, he can clear his obsessions.

Since you can't go back to the past, forget everything about the past and start over.

In that way, he can at least keep half of his mana.

Tomorrow's battle, he must win.

King Chun said silently in his heart: Forgive me, I can only choose to forget.

Forget all about the past and become a ruthless coward.

That's right, I, Xuan Chun, am actually a coward who pretends to be cruel——