The pampered palm of the president

Chapter 847 The arrogant ghost

"Fifth brother, what's wrong with you? Don't scare Ning'er."

Xuan Liyou looked at the witch god in panic, watched the light in his eyes gradually dim, and watched the red lotus between his brows turn back to black again.

"I let go. Take care of Ning'er."

The witch god ignored Xuan Liyou, but stared at Situ Qingyin, speaking in a soft but firm voice.

The confusion in Xuanli's worried eyes dissipated, she looked up at Situ Qingyin, and then at the witch god.

"Fifth brother, what did you do?"

"Are you still willing to call me Fifth Brother?"

The witch god's pale mouth curled into a smile, and he raised his hand to stroke her cheek.

"Ning'er, I'm sorry that I couldn't love you well. Wuwang Dimension is beyond the six realms, and our marriage is not counted. I just want to have a wedding with you before I die, and have you completely. Ning'er, Fifth Brother let you down and failed to protect you forever."

"No. Fifth brother, Ning'er is self-willed."

Xuanli wept and shook his head, watching in horror that the hands of the witch god became transparent, like ice crystals.

"Don't you love Qin Xiao the most? Silly girl, he has been waiting for you. From now on, Fifth Brother can't be by your side. If you are wronged, don't cry, be strong. Don't wrong yourself, he treats you If it’s not good, go back to the sky. There, you won’t get hurt.”

"Fifth brother, what's wrong with you? Didn't you tell me that gods can live for thousands of years and won't die?"

Xuan Liyou grabbed his hand, as if this could prevent him from falling.

"But if the gods die voluntarily, no one can stop them."

The Witch God chuckled, his voice could no longer utter a full voice, and his voice was as low as a whisper.

Situ Qingyin raised his eyebrows. Why did the witch god, who was so high-spirited just now, be dying in a blink of an eye?

Listening to the witch god's words, Li You seemed to have recovered her memory, but why didn't she even look at him?
"Fifth brother, tell me where you want to vote. In the next life, Ning'er will also look for you."

She was reluctant to part with Situ Qingyin.

Otherwise she could go with the Witch God now.

"My primordial spirit has been severely damaged, and it will take 100 years for me to recover. I will reincarnate after 100 years, and I will come to give you news."

The witch god raised the corners of his mouth and smiled warmly.

"Okay, fifth brother is not allowed to lie."

Xuan Liyou sniffed.

"Well, don't lie."

The witch god's voice became lower and lower, and then melted in Xuanliyou's arms.

"Qing Yin."

Xuanli sat sadly for a while, then suddenly got up and slipped into Situ Qingyin's arms, tears staining the clothes on his shoulders.

Situ Qingyin's cold heart suddenly warmed up.

After a long time, every time he recalled the time when Xuanliyou got into his arms and called Qingyin in a soft voice with aggrievedness, his heart softened in a mess.

At the beginning, he said that unless the witch god let go, he would not be with Xuan Liyou.

In the past, the witch god still had an obsession in his heart, and he held on tightly, so Xuanliyou didn't remember him.

But when he said to let go just now, the second half of this vow was fulfilled, and Xuan Liyou remembered him again.

"He still doesn't understand. He was so self-righteous in his previous life, and he is still the same in this life. After decades of being a human being, he hasn't learned to empathize."

Xuan Liyou's voice sounded in his arms with a thick nasal tone.

"Does he think that if he is dead, Qianhe won't do anything to me if he can't get the double god position? That arrogant ghost!"

Situ Qingyin suddenly laughed.

He held her in his arms and listened to her rambling about other men.

He is still happy.

An empty heart is finally fulfilled.

(End of this chapter)