The return of the genius demon concubine

Chapter 388 Yaoyao, you finally woke up
Brahma Xuannv paused, and looked at Yu Mojin in disbelief.

It's hard to imagine that such a man who is as cold as an exiled immortal, and who has the most human heart in his heart, would say such vicious words?
"Why? What's so good about that female devil? Yu Mojin! Why are you doing this?!" Brahma Xuannv roared and asked Yu Mojin, her tone full of extreme unwillingness and jealousy!

In this world, it is obvious that only she, Brahma Xuannv, is the most worthy of him, Yu Mojin!

The ultimate goal of all the bad things she did was to marry him in a legitimate way!
Why in the end, he would rather die for Feng Yaoluo without hesitation than to look at her more!
And Luo Qingyao's gaze was always on Yu Mojin.

I saw Yu Mojin crushing the five-color stone in his hand, his body, starting from his legs, was gradually turning into crystal clear fragments.

"No...no..." In that life, her primordial spirit was sucked away by the space-time vortex, and she never saw Yu Mojin disappear with her own eyes.

Now watching Yu Mojin disappear, she felt that her soul was about to be torn apart.

Only those who have experienced the pain of soul-flying souls will know how painful it is, right?
At that time, Mo Jin, how much pain should he have had?

But why is it so painful, but he still seems to have no complaints or regrets, and he can even laugh?

Yu Mojin knew that she would soon completely disappear in this world.

With the last of his strength, he embraced the woman in his arms, lowered his head, and kissed her smooth forehead.

"If there is an afterlife, I would like to turn into a demon and keep you prosperous forever. If there is an afterlife, how wonderful it would be..."

The light and gentle voice contained deep regret, dissipating in the air.

Listening to that gentle voice, Luo Qingyao watched as Yu Mojin's body and soul were shattered into pieces, and finally disappeared in this world. She finally couldn't help crying out in despair.

"Mo Jin!!"

Immediately afterwards, she felt a whirlwind.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and what caught Luo Qingyao's phoenix eyes was the gorgeous dark blue ceiling.

"Yaoyao, you finally woke up..." The small hand was firmly held by a big hand, and the man's tired and hoarse voice came from the side, filled with uncontrollable joy.

His back was soaked in cold sweat and sticky.

Luo Qingyao frowned uncomfortably, then turned her head to look to her side.

Wearing a thin white gown, Yu Qianjue sat by the bed, her long black hair hanging down, forming a stark contrast with the spotless white.

There was deep worry in Wushuang's handsome face.

Inexplicably, Luo Qingyao overlapped Yu Qianjue's face with Yu Mojin's.

He stretched out his hand blankly and touched his cheek.

Yu Qianjue took a deep breath, suppressing the soreness in his heart, and stretched out his hand to cover Luo Qingyao's little hand beside his face.

"Did you just have a nightmare?"

He saw her turbulent tears and heard her desperate wailing.

He also heard the name that was unfamiliar to him.

Mo Jin.

It must be a man, right?
Who on earth is it?To actually make his Yaoyao so sad, really damn it.

"Qianjue, I..." Looking at Yu Qianjue with eyes full of apology, Luo Qingyao spoke dryly.

But before she finished speaking, Yu Qianjue interrupted her in a hurry, "You just woke up, you must be very thirsty, right? I'll get you a glass of water."

After speaking, he got up and walked to the tea table not far away.

(Explanation: At that time, Yu Mojin sacrificed himself in order to save Yaoyao. A person has seven souls and six souls. Because he is a descendant of the way of heaven, he did not completely lose his soul, leaving one soul and one soul, and was reincarnated in the demon world. Became Yu Qianjue. He lost other souls, naturally he lost that memory. And Yaoyao's memory was sealed by Yu Qianjue. The relationship between the hero and heroine has always been the same, and there is no bloody abuse! Please vote! Please vote ! Asking for votes! PK! But the data is still not ideal... I'm worried! Come in the rest of the afternoon)
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