Sansheng Xiantu is here for you

Chapter 840 Twilight Phantom
"Who knows, maybe it's because I've grown old and regretted it, so I lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests." Bihai groaned, since knowing that the other party is from the Wu clan, its favorability for the other party has directly dropped to a negative number.

Leng Qianyue stared and said hesitantly: "According to Liu Sanniang's age, his father should not have participated in that catastrophe, right?"

When Bi Hai heard this, he turned his head and hummed: "That's because you don't understand. There are three elders in their direct bloodline of the witch clan. These three can be reincarnated with the memories of their previous lives. I mentioned the battle just now, and the opponent Without denying it at all, and having such a powerful ability to control beasts, it is obviously one of them."

Hearing these words, Leng Qianyue fell into silence for an instant.

She has always felt that rebirth with memories of previous lives is an act against the heavens.

Unexpectedly, there is still the existence of the Wu Clan, and when he frowned and thought about it, he heard Bi Hai say another sentence abruptly.

"But it's doomed. Those who are reborn with memories like this will only kill themselves in the end. Rebirth with memories is against the law of heaven. Your memories, like mine, are not coherent. This is God willed."

Leng Qianyue's heart suddenly felt a few chills.

The evening wind blows over my body, and I feel unspeakably cold...

For three days, Leng Qianyue used the money from Leng's family to buy some necessary items.

The Qiankun bag, which was almost empty, was directly filled with things.

When I returned to Leng's house, it was almost dusk.

At this time, most of the disciples of the Leng family went to the cafeteria, and the huge courtyard was very quiet.

In the garden of Leng's family, this hour is exactly when Mu Yanshuang is having afternoon tea.

A few plates of delicate snacks, accompanied by a jug of good flower and fruit wine.

Mu Yanshuang was sitting alone in the garden, with her head propped on one hand, looking at the blooming flowers in the yard, with a smile on her lips.

"Ma'am, the red plum and pearl incense you want is here."

A female disciple of the Leng family stepped into the garden cautiously.

When Mu Yanshuang heard this, she frowned slightly, "Why are you only sending it now?"

The disciple of Leng's family cringed in fright, carefully placed the porcelain plate on the table, and then whispered, "It's my disciple who delayed, and I hope Madam will punish me."

"Okay, okay, come down for me!"

The female disciple responded and hurried out.

Mu Yanshuang glanced at the back of the other party in annoyance, picked up the silver chopsticks, and ate the still warm aroma of red plums and pearls.

This dish is her favorite dish in her life, and the ingredients in it are all her favorite foods.

While eating the delicious food, he hummed a little tune involuntarily.

I have to say that the beautiful scenery at dusk, coupled with delicious food, instantly improves the mood of the whole person.

Just halfway through eating, there was a faint sound of light footsteps in my ears.

"Huh?" Mu Yanshuang put down the silver chopsticks in her hands, a little impatient expression appeared in her brows and eyes.

Everyone in Leng's family knows her habits. She hates being disturbed when eating. Why do people dare to come to the garden at this time.

Unexpectedly, when she turned her head away, her beautiful eyes widened instantly.

Colorful flowers bloom on both sides of the cobblestone path, and a man stands facing the wind in the shadow of trees.

The other party was wearing a silver silk-drawn robe, with a dark green osmanthus bamboo pattern winding up from the bottom of the robe.

The phoenix eyes are as beautiful as this, and the unruly spring river Lishui flows inside, galloping towards the sea.There is also a vigorous heroic spirit, as if looking proudly at the top of Huashan Mountain.

The bright black eyes flickered at the tip of the phoenix eyes, as if all the flames in the world had been ignited.

Seeing Mu Yan looking over, the man had a somewhat arrogant arc on his thin lips.

(End of this chapter)