The Absolutely Favorite Poison Concubine: Demon Emperor, very arrogant

Chapter 2800 Three thousand great worlds, eight wastes and six unions, no more...

The moment you close your eyes...

What flashed through Shen Wushuang's mind was the handsome face she once admired...

What he didn't know was that she knew him a long time ago...

At that time, he was only a teenager!

Think more...

When Qian Fan came back, he was still the same boy...

but……

Not anymore after all...

He is no longer the sincere and pure boy...

And she is no longer the futon that used to be full of flowers...

When all things come to an end...

The love of her long life has finally come to an end...

The consciousness of the woman nestled in Wu Qi's arms covered in pools of blood finally completely dissipated...

As Shen Wushuang's consciousness dissipated, the half of Shen Wushuang's face that had been scorched by lightning also began to blur, gradually revealing her original face...

On that face, there are still bloodstains...

But if you look closely, there are eighty-nine similarities with Ling Jiuyou...

"Are you curious, why is she showing such an appearance when she is about to lose her appearance?"

On the lotus platform, there was a shallow sigh, and Ling Jiuyou's frail spirit came to life, looking at the scene in front of him, he said slowly...

"..." Wu Qi hugged Shen Wushuang, raised his head in a daze, his eyes were full of bewilderment...

died……

Shen Wushuang is dead...

The woman who was pestering her to death just died like this...

Until now, Wu Qi still couldn't believe it...

He never thought that Shen Wushuang would die like this...

Although he once thought about torturing Shen Wushuang well and making her, who had hurt Ling Jiuyou, worse than death, he never thought about how she would look when she died...

never thought of...

When she died, she looked like this!
It's this one, it looks so similar to Ling Jiuyou!

"For thousands of years in the Palace of Eternal Life, you have guarded me, and she has guarded you. At that time, you were a sincere young man, and she was my futon... For thousands of years, she knew that you loved me, so the phantom At that time, I begged Father God for a long time to allow her to have a face similar to mine. Father God should not have done so, but in the end he pityed her infatuatedly, and promised!" Ling Jiuyou's voice was clear and shallow. Rushui, without distinguishing between likes and sorrows, "At that time, I didn't know why she was so obsessed with her appearance. I just felt that she was born a god, but she was obsessed with her appearance. After all, this futon was superficial. I once thought about it for her. The image showed that she died for me in two lives. I was very puzzled at the time, thinking that the result of the hexagram image might be my miscalculation. I am a high god, an existence above all gods. Are you so downcast that you need a little futon to live and die for me?"

Speaking of this, Ling Jiuyou paused, sighed again, and said slowly, "Now it seems that I was wrong... Although she has committed countless evils, she really died for me. Wu Qi, from now on, in the three thousand great worlds, there is no one who thinks of you all in his eyes, so, are you satisfied?"

From then on, in these three thousand great worlds, in all directions...

no one else...

All I think about is you...

Ling Jiuyou's words, like a curse, resounded through Wu Qi's heart, making his soul tremble...

He lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms...

Wu Qi lost his mind...

he remembered...

Recalling the Palace of Eternal Life for thousands of years...

He used to caress her body every day...

(End of this chapter)