Princess, stop being a demon

Chapter 297 299. I want you to never feel at ease

"Senior Brother Wen!"

"Let's go!" Wen Yan yelled, the perfect smile on his face finally broke at this moment, he shouted at her, waving his hands vigorously, "How can you be so selfish, you asked me to kill you, obviously Because I can't get over it in my heart, but you don't have Mo Xiang in your heart at all, if I really do something, you don't owe us a single cent!"

"In this way, you can enjoy everything in this world with peace of mind, and we, Mo Xiang, will be forgotten by you in a blink of an eye! Mu Lingge, listen, I won't let you do what you want!"

"No, no!" She shook her head again and again, "I don't think so—"

"That's what you think!" With a wave of Wen Yan's sleeves, countless palms fell down on the hill in the distance, with blue veins on his face, "I, Wen Yan, swear here, I, never I will do what you wish! I will never kill you! I want you to feel sorry for Mo Xiang until the moment you die!"

Mu Linge had no way to refute, she couldn't stop crying, and when his voice and breath disappeared, she fell to the ground slumped, her whole body fell deeply on the ground, crying bitterly.

On the side, Yetong stood quietly, and the wind gently lifted his cloud-like clothes, flowing like the wind, and magnificent.Behind him, Qinglong Suzaku stood silently, and Fen'er held Little Vajra in her arms, crying uncontrollably.

"It's windy, Ge'er, let's go home." He bent down, gently pulled her up, gently wiped away the tears on her face with his fingertips, his eyes were burning, calm as water again, "Let's go home, back to our home."

"Go home?" she murmured in a low voice, eyes confused, "I, do I still have a home?" It's called Moxiang.

She also died. In this world, she suddenly seemed to be alone, so lonely, so quiet, without any sense of belonging.

"Believe me, my husband will definitely give you the best and best home in the world. We will get married, we will have many, many children, and when the children grow up, we will have many, many grandchildren..." His noise was like a spell, and every word fell on her heart with unceasing clarity.

"We watched them grow up together, and then watched them marry wives and have children, Geer, believe me, that day will come soon." Ye Tong's determination became heavier at this moment, what? The Nine Realms, the Eight Desolations, and the responsibilities are all inferior to Geer's half finger!
He has lost her for 1 years, so he will never let himself lose her again!
"Really, will there be such a day?" She asked in a daze, "At that time, will there be ink fragrance?"

"Yes, there will be ink fragrance." He can only comfort in this way, as for when that time comes - let's talk about it then!
So, she nodded obediently: "Okay, let's go home."

The top of Wucai Mountain is closely connected to Lingtian Palace and Ziwei Palace. For a long time, they just sat on the boulder on the mountain peak, like a couple of ordinary mortals, quietly watching the sun rise and moon set, earnestly watching each other. Wait for the flowers to fade and bloom.

Every inch of land here, every breath of air, is imprinted with their imprint, which will never change.

But she knew that these imprints belonged to Yetong and Yan Ruge, not her, Mu Lingge.

Yan Ruge and Mu Linge were never alone.

Never was.

(End of this chapter)