Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1983 Qingqing, I’m here

Wuming was in a daze for a moment, perhaps thinking of those ancient and absurd legends.

He shook his head, "If he has really experienced several lives, he is definitely not that confused. It is difficult to understand the word love in this world, and the only way to save yourself is to let go."
"This is you, after all you are not nine thousand years old."
If it were a woman, who wouldn't want a love that lasts until death?

She stroked her high belly and smiled bitterly.

Everyone in this world thinks they are the right person.

She is no exception.

Her choice, who can really tell the difference between right and wrong, is nothing more than her own choice.

"Master, my disciple, please help her two..."
Before he finished speaking, a hoarse voice came from deep in the tunnel, "Unknown old man, if the two of them die here, don't blame me for destroying your imperial mausoleum."
Hearing this voice, Wuming stood up in a hurry and looked over in disbelief, "You...how did you get ashore?"

"Come looking for someone."
After the three words fell, Wuming's throat tightened, "You... you know."
After a long period of silence, the imperial mausoleum suddenly began to vibrate, and the collapsed stone walls completely cracked, revealing the deep underground rapids.

Returning to a dream that has existed for hundreds of years, I am afraid that this time it will really disappear from the world...

Wuming stood on the Lonely Stone Peak, looking down at his feet, "Back then, neither you nor her could shake this formation. I didn't expect that Wen Rong would be its final destiny."
The person who came in the darkness trembled slightly and fell into silence for a long time. It was not until the formation began to wither that he said softly: "How could her daughter and son-in-law be so ordinary?"

"She's not yours...that's all...save others first."
After all, it doesn't matter whose daughter Lie Jiuqing is.

As long as Lie Jiuqing lives, he will be Gu Huiyin's bloodline.

With him here, even if they fight for their lives today, Wen Rong and Lie Jiuqing must also be fine.

Whether this cause and effect can be reversed depends entirely on their lives.

Lie Jiuqing stood in the snow blankly, looking up at the snow and ice falling from the sky, and stretched out his hand to catch it. The coldness flowed from the palm of his hand to his soul. "It's so cold..."
This winter has been so long, it seems like it will never pass.

Wen Rong didn't know when he stopped coming.

It felt so uncomfortable, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

It just feels like this moment is stagnant, there is only endless emptiness.

The heartbeat is also getting slower and slower.

Even her black hair was starting to turn white.

Lie Jiuqing stood there, looking at the gate of the courtyard, asking his servants again and again, "Is Master Qiantui back?"
"Never."
"Never..."
Lie Jiuqing slowly closed his fingertips.

She had heard these two words a thousand times.

"Where did he go?"
"I heard that he went to the palace to save someone."
save people?

Before Lie Jiuqing could react, her body had already moved. She ran uncontrollably, and there was an extremely frightening scene in her mind.

"Don't enter the palace, you can't enter the palace... Wen Rong... come back!"

On the deserted palace road, Lie Jiuqing screamed heartbreakingly, but there was no response.

"Wen Rong, please, come back! Come back, Wen Rong!"
The silvery white sky and earth suddenly turned into blood. Lie Jiuqing looked around in horror and heard a strange call, "Ziqi? What are you talking about? You are Fu Ziqi... you are my Boya's chess piece!"

Lie Jiuqing covered her ears and cried, shaking her head, "I am not Fu Ziqi, I am Lie Jiuqing... I want Wen Rong, I want Wen Rong!"
Suddenly a gentle voice came from behind, "Qingqing, I'm here."
(End of this chapter)