The devil concubine ghost vine is in hand, she doesn't raise it if it's not a beast

Chapter 351 Crossing with God

This illusion is extremely real.

At this moment, they seem to have existed in this floating dream, standing in the cold night filled with jade sand.

Immersive, devastated.

The biting cold wind is like a devil crying from an endless hell, whimpering and desolate, screaming endlessly.

It was as if an earth-shattering dirge was played.

Flying millet is flawless, unable to wash away the injustices all over the ground, the blood is scattered, and the depression makes people dull and suffocating.

This year, Zhu Weihe looked only in his twenties.

Holding a woman in red in his arms, he ran out in panic.

The candles in the bridal chamber were brightly lit, and warm yellow light poured out from the window sills, reflecting his blood-stained wedding robe.

He stood under the eaves like a life-threatening man, instinctively shielding the person in his arms from the cold night wind and snow, he was so panicked that he didn't even notice the black blood on his left face.

"Come on! Profound doctor! Profound doctor!"

When he frantically shouted for the mysterious doctor, the person in his arms died of anger, leaving him with a cold corpse.

That night, Sangjuan walked heroically and resolutely.

Shen Tang's brows and eyes were stained with solemnity, his breathing became tighter, and he folded his hands unconsciously.

The big wedding night 70 years ago reappeared!

Will there be people who save Sang's family's bones for Zhu Weihe but leave no trace?
While thinking about it, the distant and deep sound of bone bells pierced the sky, disturbing the crows and sparrows that lived on the branches.

Suddenly, two outstanding figures fell in the huge courtyard.

Shen Tangluo's pupils shrank, and his hands clenched into fists.

At this time, a pair of peach blossom eyes that were usually calm and indifferent brewed an uncontrollable cruelty.

Her cold face lost all color, and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

The young woman standing beside the silver-gray long-haired man was the woman who had been abandoned many years ago and had not been heard from since!
Shen Qianyan, it was really her!
Even though she couldn't see her face clearly, Shen Tangluo recognized her identity at a glance.

Shen Qianyan's appearance was like a sharp knife inserted into the bone, buried deeper and deeper.

Shen Tangluo originally thought that after two lifetimes of dust, she must have let go of that unbearable childhood.

Before tonight, she naively thought that when they reunited, she would never have any emotional ups and downs.

No matter what, she never thought that she would see her again in this way.

At that moment, she would have an emotion that never belonged to her, she was in a mess, at a loss what to do!

Shen Tangluo, Shen Tangluo, it turns out that you are the ancestor of self-deception.

After living two lifetimes, I still haven't lived a decent life.

Fragile!Embarrassed!
so vulnerable...

She doesn't want you anymore, yet you are easily distracted by her vague figure.

"You, really, pitiful, and pathetic..." Shen Tangluo muttered to herself and laughed at herself.

Jun Yunsi held her icy little hand, and silently conveyed strands of warmth to her.

Shen Tangluo took a deep breath, blinked his dry and red eyes, suppressed all the complications, and subdued the hostility in his heart.

This is just an illusion, Shen Qianyan seems to have been deliberately blurred, and she can't see her appearance clearly.

As for them who walked into the phantom, they could only vaguely tell by their figure that she was a young girl in her prime.

If it were someone else, they would definitely not be able to recognize the woman as Shen Qianyan, but Shen Tangluo was sure at a glance.

She looked at the man standing side by side with Shen Qianyan, and frowned, "I have never seen this person next to Shen Qianyan when I was young. His aura...is very powerful."

(End of this chapter)