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Chapter 852 Ling Heng's World

[Ding——check that the future wife is not here! 】

Deng Xian...ah no, it should be You Xian.

A cold mechanical voice suddenly sounded in You Xian's mind, he paused, then paused the passage of time in the small world, and asked the system in a low voice.

"Help me find out where she is?"

【In Ling Heng's fictional world. 】The system replied coldly, without any emotion.

Youxian froze, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart.

"Leave this world and go to Ling Heng's world." He lowered his voice and ordered.

[As ordered. 】

...

Tu Zhimeng remembered that she fainted, and when she woke up again, what she saw was a brand new world.

There is a gloomy and cold atmosphere everywhere, except for a few withered white roses on the wall, there is no vitality of any living beings, no distinction between day and night, four seasons, not even the sun, the moon and the stars.

"Xiaomeng, do you think this is the same as our previous home?" Ling Heng stood behind her, put his hands on Tu Zhimeng's shoulders, admiring his masterpiece.

The corners of his lips curled up in satisfaction, and there was a strange taste in his eyes.

Tu Zhimeng wrinkled her little face, feeling that this place was both strange and familiar.

Family?
our home?

What means?
Fuck me, could it be that I really have an unusual relationship with Ling Heng?
Realizing this possibility, Tu Zhimeng's little face immediately turned pale, and she felt like she was green.

"Little Meng..."

Ling Heng hugged Tu Zhimeng from behind, his eyes were stained with loneliness and loneliness, like a person who lived in darkness from birth.

And Tu Zhimeng is his only light.

"Father and mother are gone, and the rest of the family has been killed, so we are the only ones left, and I only have you..."

He lay on Tu Zhimeng's shoulder, muttering in a low voice, his tone was helpless, inferiority complex, and hatred when he spoke.

It seems that all the misfortunes are because of him.

Because he is not strong enough, he will let others slaughter him.

For some reason, hearing Ling Heng's words, Tu Zhimeng felt inexplicably sad... Although she didn't know what Ling Heng was talking about, nor what he had experienced, the tingling pain from the bottom of her heart made her unable to breathe.

"Who are you?" She asked, her voice unknowingly choked with sobs.

Who is he?
Who is she?

Ling Heng was very happy when he heard Tu Zhimeng's words. He turned around and stared straight at her with his long and narrow eagle eyes.

"I'm Ling Heng, your elder brother. Your original name was not Tu Zhimeng, but Ling Meng."

Tens of thousands of years ago, before the three major families of greed, desire, and evil were sealed by the main god, Ling Heng lived happily.

He is the son of greed, and Ling Meng is his sister, the daughter of greed.

Their accusation is to give some greedy points to each small world at an appropriate time.

Ling Meng met the first Youxian in a small world.

Facing the sunny young man, Ling Meng quickly fell in love with her.

And Youxian also fell in love with her.

However, You Xian knew that Ling Meng was the daughter of greed, and the two of them could not be together, so he cruelly rejected her.

The emotionally hurt Ling Meng returned home and cried for a long time, hating why she was the daughter of a greedy family.

Accidentally, she met a man named Qiao Chen who said he could help her eliminate the root of her greed.

Ling Meng was overwhelmed by love for a moment, and believed in Qiao Chen.

(End of this chapter)