Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 794
But when Wenxin Tribulation begins, the entry point is generally the most unforgettable thing that happened in the soul of the person who crossed the robbery.

Yin Mang pursed his lips slightly.

This time, she walked into the room with the man.

There are three dishes, one soup, and two sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table.

"...I just reheated the food, come and eat."

"Miss?"

"Miss?"

"A Yin."

The pleasant voice fell into Yin Mang's slightly absent-minded mind. He turned his eyes and met Mi Zhe's extremely beautiful eyes.

There was a touch of coldness and helplessness between the man's handsome brows.

"Ayin...are you still angry with me?"

Yin Mang remained silent.

Your sister, she only knows whether to be angry or not!

Yin Mang sat at the table, looking at a table of sumptuous meals.

The calm and indifferent heart seems to be falling into the abyss at this moment.

Can't go up, can't come down.

She looked at the extremely handsome face that was close at hand.

Thinking of the scene she had seen on that island.

Ask the heart.

Everything you see is all you want to make up for.

Asking Xinjie will give you what you want most.

Let you immerse yourself in the most beautiful fantasy dream.

Of course, this is just a form of manifestation.

At this moment, Yin Mang is not quite sure what is happening in front of her. For her, is it a flawed dream that she desperately wants to make up for, or an illusory thing created by Wen Xinjie.

After his mind and soul were broken, more than half of his past memories were lost.

But Yin Mang lived too long.

Living for too long, no matter how magnificent the experience, has become trivial and ordinary daily life in the long years.

When the memory is gone, it is gone, and she doesn't care at all.

However, Yin Mang looked at the man in front of him and slightly pursed his lips.

She hated the feeling of being kept in the dark.

The way the girl frowned tightly fell into the eyes of the man opposite.

"……Who are you?"

"I'm really married to you?"

Yin Mang sat at the table. After a long silence, he finally decided to ask directly.

"I'm A Luan."

"The husband who has been married to you through three media and six engagements."

"We just got married three months ago."

"This is our new house."

A Luan didn't seem to mind Yin Mang's question at all, with a faint smile on his brow and eyes.

Yin Mang glanced at the layout of the surrounding rooms.

Indeed, the burning candles in the room still have the word "Happy" on them.

The happy characters on the bed curtains were not removed either.

Bright red, especially eye-catching.

Yin Mang frowned.

She asked a question that she was most concerned about at the moment.

"Waiting to get married, what about the wedding candles?"

Yin Mang was sure that he saw that the face of the man who called himself A Luan froze slightly.

The man's thin lips pursed slightly.

He raised his eyes slightly, reached out and took Yin Mang's hand.

"A Yin."

"Don't worry. My body can last for a while."

"...don't think about double cultivation anymore, okay?"

"You were injured, don't lose your vital yin again."

Yin Mang met the man's serious eyes.

The man's eyes were full of sincerity and worry.

There was a faint smile on his handsome face.

Yin Mang wanted to withdraw his hand unnaturally, but A Luan held it tightly.

I don't know where such a sick person like him can get so much strength.

He actually took Yin Mang's hand back into his palm.

A Luan moved the chair and sat beside Yin Mang.

(End of this chapter)