Nirvana's wife is too black

Chapter 464 I'll Accompany You

Will...disappear?

Feng Wu looked at Feng Qingwu in front of her, her expression suddenly changed.

The person in front of her was still wearing the same wedding dress, and still had the same face as her, but her temperament had quietly changed.

"Si Jin..."

Bei Muge exclaimed, Feng Wu shook her head, looked at the woman in the red dress, and the corner of her mouth curled up bitterly.

Where is she like Si Jin?

Clearly...

Jiang Hao.

A name that has long been forgotten, the son of the patriarch of the Jiang clan.

"Are you still alive?" As soon as he spoke, the suppressed hoarse voice was enough to make everyone tremble.

"Yeah, I'm still alive..." The woman smiled coquettishly, but the coldness in her eyes was chilling: "But, I am not me now, maybe you don't remember who she is? But I won't forget, never will."

"..." Feng Wu opened her mouth, but she didn't say a word, her throat seemed to be hoarse.

The wind whizzed past, kicked up bursts of gravel, and hit the face with pain like a knife. Looking at the woman in front of me, I couldn't help replaying such scenes in front of me...

Scenes, heartbreaking.

Scenes, laughing and laughing.

Even scenes of years of mutual dependence.

"Feng Lian..."

"Yo, it's rare that you still remember me." The woman's voice turned silently, and the sneer at the corner of her mouth was so captivating, as if it could chill people's bone marrow.

Feng Wu opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but found that everything was in vain.

The previous life is vivid, the killing, bloody as if it was yesterday, the sticky scarlet lingering warmth seems to be still in the palm of your hand.

"It's good that you're still alive..."

It's too late to get to the bottom of the misunderstandings back then, everything in the past has already happened and cannot be changed.

At this moment, Feng Wu was extremely fortunate, it's great, they still have a chance to do it again, it's great...

"Who says I'm still alive?!" Feng Lian sneered, the sarcasm on the corner of his mouth was like a murderous knife: "You, you can start over, you can be reborn countless times, but I, have long since died, disappeared long ago ...Oh, no, I can only be a puppet like now, lingering on my last breath, if it weren't for Jiang Hao, I wouldn't even have the chance to linger on my last breath, and the person who caused all this is you, Wu, it's you!"

One word at a time, one word at a time, every word was spoken hoarsely, roaring, shouting, as if to vent all the anger and resentment.

"I'm sorry..." Feng Wu listened, her heart throbbing, she pushed Bei Muge away and staggered towards her. Bei Muge wanted to support her, but she opened her hand: "Yes, I I was wrong, I was so wrong back then, if I used my whole life of cultivation and spiritual power to turn back time, would you forgive me?"

"Xiao Wu'er, are you crazy?!" Bai Chen stopped her way, his figure changed, and he looked at her with a livid face: "Reverse time, are you crazy?"

"Am I crazy?" Looking at him, Feng Wu couldn't help shaking her head and laughing, then looked at the familiar strangers around her, and finally looked at Bei Muge and opened her lips.

If the cause of all this came from her, then let it end with her.

Losing her happiness alone, but making the world so happy, at least can make up for the mistakes she made back then, can't it?

Right, Muge?
With just one glance, Bei Muge knew what she was thinking, and a faint smile could not help but walk up to her side, and said, "I'll accompany you."

　After writing for so long, I finally feel that many things are not perfect, and it is perfect to leave regrets, because if life has no regrets, how can it be called life? When this book was first written, it was actually a person who was not The complete story, the little girl is a person who loves fantasy, so many details are not perfect, this book should be almost finished, in this book, I got the first reader's monthly ticket in my life, the next one This book, I believe, will be rewarded by the first reader in my life. Life lies in progress, not stagnation. I hope that every book of my little sister will bring you different stories, different senses, and different experiences in the future. It's just as wonderful, let's have a taste of the imperfect life scenery in the book.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)