"I tell you, he can give up on you once for Hailan, and he can give up on you twice, three times, countless times for Hailan, as long as Hailan is still alive in the Three Realms." Abao said sternly: "You can force him to get married.
Okay, one day, Hailan will come back. You don’t know how fierce that woman’s character is. She can no longer accept Jun Wuhen who is married, and Jun Wuhen found out that all this happened because you all joined forces to force him.
The three realms have become a sea of blood, and the first one to bear the brunt is the Demon Realm. This time there is no need for Liya to take action. Just wait and be abandoned by him again. You'd better pray that Hailan never comes back, otherwise, your death will come."
After that, Abao waved his sleeves and left.
The demon kings looked at each other in confusion, and Abao expressed what they had always felt.
Jun Wuhen once gave up the Demon Realm. For Hailan, it was equivalent to giving up the entire Demon Realm to others for slaughter. For them, this was a wound that could not be erased. No matter how many years had passed, they would still remember the existence of such a scar.
This time, they really seemed to be trying to prove that Jun Wuhen was always from the demon world, and they seemed to be trying to confirm that Jun Wuhen would never betray them or abandon them again.
He can subvert the demon world for Hai Lan, but he must also forget Hai Lan.
That woman is the scourge of the devil world, this is what they have always believed.
As long as the Demon Ancestor gets married to another woman and has a Demon Queen, they will forget about that woman and the things they worry about will not happen again. This is what everyone is looking forward to seeing, isn't it?
But why, Abao's words were like a ray of ice shot into their hearts. If Jun Wuhen hadn't forgotten Hai Lan, if he remembered it in the future, would he resent them for forcing him like this?
Will he go crazy over that woman again?
They don't know.
"Great Demon King, don't you agree with the marriage between the Demon Ancestor and the goddess of colorful clothes?" A Demon King asked Mo Xuan.
Mo Xuan frowned slightly, "Why are you so eager to get him married? Do you want him to prove that he will not betray the demon world again? Things will turn against each other at the extreme, so stop doing boring things. He wants to marry Nishang, and you will marry him even if you don't force him. He doesn't want to
No matter how much you force me to marry Nishang, it won't help."
After Mo Xuan finished speaking, he also left the Demon Ancestor Temple.
Chu Tian followed and left.
She was selfish. Hailan was Wentian's sister. She naturally hoped that Jun Wuhen could get married to her lover, even if there were many obstacles. However, no one knew where she had been in the past five hundred years.
Are you out of your mind?
Jinri was looking for it, Liya was looking for it, Abao and Qingtian were also looking for it, but they still couldn't find it.
The store manager in the Exile World has also disappeared and has never returned to the Exile World.
Ziyi said, "I always feel that Hailan's disappearance has something to do with the store manager."
Mo Xuan nodded. Indeed, she felt the same way, so Abao paid close attention to the movements in the exile world, but she never found him.
The palace of neon clothes.
After being seriously injured for two days, she finally woke up slowly. Her face was pale and her body was weak, but her life was not in danger. As soon as she woke up, she saw Jun Wuhen standing by the window with his hands behind his back. The night covered him with a layer of silence.
light and shadow.
That back view showed indescribable loneliness and isolation. Nishang felt a slight pain in her heart. She clenched her fists and called him softly. Jun Wuhen turned around and approached her bedside. His sky-blue pupils were as deep as
taboo.
"Nishang, do you really want to marry me?" Jun Wuhen asked.
Nishang's cheeks turned red. This was the first time that Jun Wuhen asked her clearly what she was thinking. In the past, he had always avoided talking about it. If she wanted to talk about it, he wouldn't give her a chance. It was rare for him to take the initiative to ask.
Has he decided to marry her?
Then the pain this time was worth it. Seeing her hurt and almost losing her, wouldn't he also feel nervous and sad? Otherwise, why would he be so worried?
He was more or less sincere towards her.
After all, she had been with him for five hundred years and loved him so deeply.
He is still interested in her.
"Wuhen, I love you." Nishang said shyly, lowering his head and not seeing Jun Wuhen's unmoving expression. This confession seemed to have no meaning to him.
There was a long silence, and Nishang's joy slowly sank into the ice cellar. She felt cold all over. He didn't respond. He still rejected her, right?
No matter what she does, he refuses, right?
If she is willing to die for him, will he remain indifferent?
Nishang clenched her fists tightly and held them tightly.
"Okay, as you wish, we will get married in three days."
Nishang's mind went blank. She was so surprised that she lost all her words and stared at him blankly. It had been almost two thousand years since she fell in love with him. This had been her dream for two thousand years.
She had had such a sweet dream countless times in the past five hundred years, and suddenly it came true. She burst into tears like a fool.
I'm afraid she couldn't tell whether she was crying with joy as a two-thousand-year-old dream came true, or whether she was crying out of two thousand years of grievances and sorrow. She covered her lips and cried and laughed, her tears turning into beads, and her smile as bright as a flower.
A person has had a long, long dream, which seems to have no ending. Suddenly he tells you that the dream is about to come true. It feels like a bubble pie suddenly falling from the sky. It's beautiful, it's beautiful, you
But they are afraid of being touched and will fall apart at the first touch.
Nishang thought that God had favored her after all.
"Wuhen, can you come over and hug me, kiss me, and tell me that everything is not a dream." Nishang stretched out her hand, she was so excited that her fingertips were trembling, anticipating the man's approach.
Jun Wuhen said calmly: "You are tired, please rest first."
He turned around and left. Although she was disappointed, she could not hide the joy and excitement in her heart. He said, "We will get married in three days."
Three days...
Three days later, he would completely belong to her.
After Jun Wuhen came out, he met Mo Xuan and Chu Tian. He told him about his marriage to Ni Chang. Chu Tian just smiled coldly, Mo Xuan looked gloomy, and Chu Tian said coldly, "Congratulations!"
The voice was hard, as cold as black iron.
Hailan, the love between you and him is not forever, and it will not be able to withstand time after all.
Jun Wuhen looked at them coldly, "Are you hiding something from me?"
This has been a question he has had for hundreds of years, but no one has ever told him why.
Abao and Zhu Shenjian have a very bad attitude towards Ni Chang. Chu Tian and Mo Xuan almost ignore her existence. Why is this?
