Quick time travel guide male supporting role

Chapter 81

Shen Yao and Feng Zheng have watched the same scene three times in the illusion, and the most important thing is, "Do you want your beloved to suffer the pain of death every day? Do you think Nangong Qingrong has no memory? He Suffering from poisonous hair every day." In the illusion, Shen Yao had already discovered that Nangong Qingrong felt the fact that she was dead, but she just pretended not to know.

"That man is really stupid."

A wry smile appeared on Mian Jin's lips, his eyes were blood red, and a teardrop stubbornly swirled in the eye socket, and he refused to fall.

"Is there anyone who talks directly to someone like you?" Feng Zheng gave Shen Yao a hand, and looked at Mian Jin with a smile, "Girl, don't be sad. Your lover is willing."

Shen Yao, who was hiding behind her back, didn't know what to say when she heard these words.

These words are not as good as my own words, these comforting words are really bad enough.

Shen Yao tugged at Feng Zheng's sleeve, and mouthed: "Can you do it?"

Feng Zheng turned his head and raised his eyebrows, meaning: You can do it, you can go.

"Look, who's here?" Feng Zheng pointed to the front.

Under the poplar tree, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and the sun shining through, a man smiled quietly.

Dressed in bright yellow, it is particularly eye-catching in this illusion.

Mian Jin couldn't help but trot away, a hot tear flew to Shen Yao's hand, Shen Yao glanced at the hand which was shining brightly in the sun.

Shen Yao frowned.How did this man appear?
"What are you frowning for?"

"Actually, I'm thinking, should I remind that woman that it's a state of the soul, and there's no need to run over."

"puff."

The corners of Feng Zheng's lips twitched, and the sadness just now dissipated, "Hehe, no need."

Shen Yao's eyes fell on the two people who were smiling at each other, she quietly watched the two figures become transparent, and the remaining soul fragments were like butterflies, embracing each other.

"I really don't understand, how did these two people fall in love with each other?" Shen Yao couldn't help expressing such emotion.She watched this woman's short 40 years. In the first 20 years, her time stayed in the picturesque but silent and depressing palace, watching her coldly watching the filth and filth in the palace.

"Because of love, how many people know?"

Shen Yao looked at Feng Zheng, Feng Zheng took off that cynical look, and the smile on his lips was neither sad nor happy, as if he had experienced thousands of old things about Chen Fan.A pair of dark eyes, like ink inkstones splashed, dripping with thick ink, deep in the eyes of the world, floating and sinking unclear, glued to people's sight, people's heart and soul are drowned in those sinking eyes like the sea, covered by the ink The black vortex rolled into pieces.

"what's wrong?"

Feng Zheng returned to that foolish look again.

Shen Yao overtested, and her brows were a little moved, "My father once said something similar to you to me. Unexpectedly, a person like you can say such emotion."

Why drift away?Why are there so few groups of Luan?Why did you stay away for so long?Why not?Refer to the cloud and ask the way of heaven.

The man in red, drinking and eating meat, was very happy, but when he calmed down, there was more sorrow in his eyes than the yellow sand in the sky.

Yao'er, how sad the undead are, if you don't understand our sorrow, how can anyone understand it!

What do you call a person like you!Feng Zheng gritted his teeth, he was as humble as a jade, personable, rich and beautiful, a diamond queen.

"Feng Zheng, in fact, you don't have to pretend to be an ordinary person. I can still distinguish between the living and the undead."

Feng Zheng's smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)