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392. Chapter 392 She can't cry and she doesn't have the right to cry

Tears fell from the corners of Murong Qianqian's eyes. She thought of Leng Sha, this man who was like the sun god, and how he loved her without hesitation.

She thought of Xiao Hei again. After all, he was a horse, but it became eternity in the heart of the hornbill and turned into a broken past in her heart.

And... not me, he must not know that he is not as insignificant as dust to Fairy Peach Blossom, and she also remembered his existence.

It's a pity that when she could tell him this at this moment, he could no longer hear her. Perhaps, he also assumed this in his heart, so he had the courage to protect her.

What kind of love and hate is it? The person she loves deeply becomes an eternal nightmare, and those who love her die because of her.

Murong Qianqian thought, if I hadn't known that she would be in such pain when she woke up, would I have been willing to watch her die in Xuanyuan Yao's hands? At least that would be a kind of relief.

But now that I think about it, these are meaningless. The deceased has passed away. These extravagant hopes are just extravagant hopes after all. No one can change the ending and no one can start over.

However, if you can hide in this empty space forever, then where can you go?

Pretending not to know anything, pretending to be dead, pretending...she never loved Xuanyuan Yao.

However, she found that the snow lotus under her body was shaking, and the empty space began to change, faintly seeming to be broken bit by bit.

A dream that I have not spent my whole life transforming into a dream cannot be broken by external forces. Its brokenness only proves one thing, that is, the inner self cannot be allowed to escape.

There is light slowly blending into the sight, and the snow lotus gradually sinks and withers.

Murong Qianqian sat up and when her eyes swept over, she found that Ye Chen and Penglai were still awake in the other two snow lotus flowers.

She waved her sleeves lightly, and as a fairy wind blew by, the two of them gradually opened their eyes.

At this time, the void space had been completely shattered, and they returned to Yunyao Mountain, but now Yunyao Mountain had changed everything.

One year in the dreamland, one year in Yunyao Mountain.

At this moment, there are no flowers all over the mountains and fields in front of us, only weeds. Among the weeds that are half a man tall, we can still see the bones, which are left behind by the bloodbath of Yunyao Mountain.

"Qianqian..." Looking at Murong Qianqian with sad eyes, Ye Chen couldn't help but step forward and call her name, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he didn't know how to continue.

That past life that belonged to her, because they fell into a dream together, he and Penglai could see it clearly. Now as a mortal, he felt that even staring at her like this was unattainable.

Peach Blossom Fairy, she turned out to be the Peach Blossom Fairy who once bewitched the heavens and became the best song of her life.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Yechen's lips. He could only bury those bitter loves in his heart because of Xuanyuan Yao's existence. He only hoped that one day she would need him, even if she would go through fire and water.

But now, he didn't even have such a chance, and suddenly thought about why the master left with a smile at the moment before his death, because he could die for her.

And for him, even death is a luxury.

Penglai seemed to understand what Ye Chen was thinking. He endured his heartache and stepped forward and said, "Second senior brother, please let Qian Qian be quiet for a while. She knows what to do."

Yechen was helpless, but she knew that Penglai was right. No one could heal her pain at this moment, only she could free herself.

Murong Qianqian looked at the desolate scene in front of her in despair. She never thought that the place she once regarded as a fairyland had now become such a scene.

Those unforgettable scenes were recalled over and over again in my mind. I told myself not to think about them or look at them, but I couldn't stop breathing.

She was alone, walking slowly among the weeds. A thorn cut her skin, and a drop of blue blood leaked out.

When the blood dripped, flowers magically bloomed. Colorful flowers bloomed slowly from all around Murong Qianqian.

But in an instant, flowers bloomed all over the mountains and plains again, each one more beautiful than the other.

For some reason, Murong Qianqian's eyes suddenly became sour when she looked at those flowers, but she raised her head and let the tears that overflowed in her eyes flow back.

Now, she can't cry, and she has no right to cry.

If those lost lives could be like these flowers, as long as they could be reborn, she would be willing to shed every drop of blood in her body.

I don’t know how long I walked, maybe it was a stick of incense, an hour, or a day...

Suddenly, auspicious clouds descended from the sky, and the bright light pierced people's eyes completely.

Murong Qianqian raised her head, her eyes narrowed subconsciously due to the dazzling light, and a familiar face appeared in her sight.

This person is none other than the old friend who predicted the fate of the Peach Blossom Fairy - Siming Xingjun.

"Are you back?" After thousands of years, Lord Si Mingxing is still like this.

Even the tone of his speech remained the same, as if it had just been a long night and he was riding on the auspicious clouds to ask for a drink from her.

Murong Qianqian smiled faintly, her mood at the moment was a bit indescribable, "I didn't expect to see you like this again."

Si Mingxingjun felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, but he quickly waved away this feeling. He could not make the mistake that Peach Blossom Fairy made again.

"I really didn't expect that if I had known that this would happen, I would have been willing to change your destiny privately." Even if he would be struck by lightning because of it, he would be willing to do so.

Murong Qianqian walked slowly, then like before, she jumped up and sat half-leaning on a branch, "But, can it really be changed?"

Si Mingxingjun didn't know, because he had never thought about changing anyone's fate, only she made him have such an idea.

He lifted up his clothes and sat on the grass. Then he produced two bottles of wine in his hands and threw one of them into the air. "Long time no see. Let's have a drink."

Murong Qianqian caught the wine and found that it was actually the peach blossom wine she had buried in the yard. She couldn't help but feel a little stunned, "Okay, let's have a drink.

The aroma of wine overflowed, and they drank with each other, as if time had returned to the beginning.

After a long time, Murong Qianqian put down the wine bottle and suddenly said: "Tell me, what order did you come here this time?"

Si Mingxingjun raised his head in surprise, looked at her face that knew everything, and then slowly smiled after a moment, "You are still the same as before, you know everything."

After a pause, he took out an imperial edict from his arms and said, "Take a look for yourself." Then, he threw it to Murong Qianqian.
Chapter completed!
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