The rebirth of the first daughter is not easy to mess with

Chapter 756 Is it your own (1)
Above the chest, the exposed neck is also quite dark. Although it is not as dry as the skin on the face, it is still difficult to see.

Shangguan Ning stood there in shock. She knew it was a dream, but this dream was too real. She could feel her heart beating violently, hitting her chest one after another.

She tried her best to calm herself down, she closed her eyes, hoping that the phantom in front of her eyes would disappear when she opened them again.

But when she opened her eyes, the purple figure lying on the boulder also opened her eyes suddenly, and the purple pupils that were breathtaking in the past turned into purple red, red like blood, like a demon.

"you……"?
What is in front of me is the biggest obstacle on my revenge path since my rebirth. Because of the appearance of this person, my revenge plan has been delayed and disrupted repeatedly. mistakes.

If there is no such person, perhaps as early as a few years ago, his vengeance has been avenged, and there will be no troubles later.

However, Shangguan Ning thought a lot, but never thought of such an ending. She never thought that this man who was like a god slandering an immortal would be reduced to such a state. She thought that if he was dead, this person should return home on a crane. drifted away.

It's like, a celestial being in a fairyland will never fall into the mortal world no matter what.

"Hehe...that's great!"

Wei Ziyan uttered these two inexplicable words from his blood-oozing red lips, and his voice, which used to be as sweet as a spring, now sounded like a dilapidated bellows blowing a raging wind.

It is such a simple two words that make the past disappear from my mind in an instant, and all the entanglements of grievances seem to be unable to withstand the power of these two words, and they are blown away by the wind.

"Why is that?"

Shangguan Ning murmured, her voice was very low, as low as a butterfly dancing in the night sky.

Wei Ziyan stared at the person in front of him with his bewitching blood-like eyes. His vision was scarlet, and there were burning flames everywhere. Only in the center of the flame was a small piece of pure land, and the person in his memory Standing on the only remaining pure land.

He seemed to have never heard Shangguan Ning speak to him so tenderly. From the very beginning, the two were opposed to each other. Whether he wanted it or not, God didn't give him a chance to choose.

Since when did the self, who only wanted to inherit the mission and follow the door to shine in the sky, start to have different thoughts.

It was that year when the little girl under the peach blossom tree looked as cold as water, or that year in the dream when the little girl fell to the ground but stubbornly refused to cry, or it was the three years of deep sleep, when she dreamed every day but was cold and indifferent smile.

He never wanted to cultivate immortality, he just wanted to be like the ordinary people he saw when he went down the mountain when he was a child, husbands and wives working in the fields, three or two thatched huts with three or five cattle and sheep, light tea and light food, boating on the lake in leisure time every day, Watching flowers and watching the moon.

Life is as plain as water, with only one person's hand in the vicissitudes of life.

However, after all, in this life, he will no longer be able to realize such a dream.

But, fortunately, if I let go, the person in front of me can live happily and freely, no one will cause trouble for her, no one will disturb her life.

Just allow him to indulge this time!

"I'm talking to you."

For some reason, Shangguan Ning looked at Wei Ziyan's red eyes that were somewhat enchanted, and what came to her heart was not fear, but sadness, which she didn't understand.

(End of this chapter)