The sky is full of white moonflowers, shining like silvery white light.
The white shadow was like a dream, with a long snow-white gauze dress, and a waterfall of long hair hanging straight to the waist, completely spread out, with flying black hair, almost covering half of the face, and a few strands of hair scattered in front of the eyes
, revealing a pair of dark eyes as cold as white moonlight.
Dangerous, cold.
She seemed to be immersed in the white moonlight, as cold as autumn water in a cold pool, looking directly at Jun Wuhen.
The tens of thousands of people in the canonization square were completely silent. Pluto was so confused that he knocked over his wine glass without realizing it. Mo Xuan, Chu Tian and others were astonished. They seemed to be surprised, but more worried.
If this person is not Hai Lan, then who is he?
After five hundred years, he finally reappeared in the demon world. Looking at this face, I am afraid that all the demon soldiers have never forgotten him. He once defended himself sonorously and forcefully in front of the demon ancestor and the creation god, and proudly no longer clings to anything.
A woman who abandons the world of gods and does not approach the world of demons proudly leaves.
She actually appeared at the Demon Ancestor's wedding ceremony.
Almost half of the people present believed that she had lost her soul. After all, she had not been seen for five hundred years, and there was not even a trace of news. When she suddenly appeared, everyone was shocked. They were still shocked.
Jun Wuhen's eyes narrowed, and the woman's gaze was like a thin silver needle, piercing his heart neither lightly nor hard, penetrating his heart bit by bit at such a slow speed.
Pain...but more of a surprise.
The figure he had been chasing for five hundred years seemed to have become clearer. The white shadow in his dream and her in front of him almost merged into one, and a strong voice surged in Jun Wuhen's heart.
It's her, it's her.
She came, she came indeed.
There was ecstasy on Demon Ancestor's face, and his sky-blue eyes were full of obsession and attachment to that white shadow, as well as crazy desires. Those strong desires that no one had ever given him were like waves surging in the bottom of his heart.
Howl.
The missing part in his soul was suddenly filled, and the small white shadow was the missing part.
Under the influence of Mochou Flower and Blue Blood Moon, he resisted tenaciously, but could not withstand its power. However, he miraculously still had her figure left, and his heart was empty. In the past five hundred years, even if the colorful clothes were in his
Around him, he was still empty and lonely.
After a thousand years of unrequited love and a lifetime of waiting, all he chased was this white dress and a smile.
Even though he missed her for hundreds of years, her appearance filled all the loneliness in his heart.
At this moment, she was what he was waiting for in the universe.
Some people, no matter how far away they are, no matter how long they are separated, the memory that belongs to them in their hearts will never fade away. Her traces will only be remembered more deeply. The days and nights of the past five hundred years have always been her blur and confusion.
The figure accompanies him.
Never forget.
is her!
This is the person he loves, the woman he loves most.
"Hai Lan!" Jun Wuhen blurted out, calling out her name.
The colorful face on the side was eclipsed, and her green eyes were opened to the limit, like quenched poisonous eyes staring straight at Hailan. She wanted to yell, why did you come to ruin my wedding, why did you want to take away my happiness again.
But excessive panic and shock took away her voice.
Jun Wuhen's sea blue voice made her feel as if she had been struck by lightning, and she went blank. Five hundred years of waiting and infatuation seemed to have been wasted in one night, and her colorful face was like a defeated rose, losing its brilliance.
Jun Wuhen flew up and flew straight towards her from the high canonization platform. In the white moonlight and flowers in the sky, there were only her and him, as if the whole world had become their background, and the silvery white light had merged with her.
, there is no trace of warmth on her body.
Those moon-like eyes were so cold that it was scary.
See the White Moon Flower again.
It was like going back to the time when they met, memories bursting out like a floodgate, Jun Wuhen's fingertips were already trembling, and he reached out to touch her face, but his big palm stayed in mid-air.
He didn't dare to touch her because he was afraid that everything would be too beautiful and she would be broken when he touched her. Or maybe he was afraid of the coldness in her eyes, which was the alienation she had never felt from him.
He tried to see other emotions in her eyes, even resentment.
No.
Nothing at all.
Only strangers, or people with desperate hearts, would have such eyes.
Jun Wuhen felt scared for the third time in her life. The first time Jun Wuhen, the ancestor of the demon world, was scared. It was when she was about to lose her life and shouted his name in the white moon forest with her dying breath.
The second time she was afraid was when she endured the thunderbolt on his behalf and almost lost her life.
The third time I was scared was right now.
The wind blew gently, causing her black hair to flutter, and the hair strands crossed her eyes, making her look even colder.
"Hai Lan..." He murmured to himself. He couldn't believe that he had forgotten her for five hundred years. He had forgotten the woman who had been deeply remembered in his heart and had become one with his flesh and blood.
Everyone's eyes were looking at them amid the flying white moon flowers.
The atmosphere that was supposed to be romantic was instead tainted with a thin layer of sadness and coldness. They were frightened and realized that something big was about to happen.
Pluto's heart was beating fast, and he had an ominous premonition.
He would only have this kind of premonition when something happened to Yanran.
Hailan, it's only been five hundred years, how could she come out?
Jun Wuhen stretched out his hand to hug Hailan. Her figure floated and was already several meters away from him. No one noticed how she moved. It was incredibly fast. Hailan flicked her long hair, and the corner of her lips curled up with an arrogant sarcasm.
In addition to her nobility, indifference, and striking elegance, the Lotus Goddess today is even more magnificent than she was five hundred years ago.
"I'm sorry for disturbing your wedding. You can continue." Hai Lan pointed at Pluto with his fingers, "Pluto, you owe me what you owe me."
The meaning behind Hailan's words was very clear. She came to Pluto not because of Jun Wuhen.
Jun Wuhen's heart sank, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and he chased after him again. Hailan quickly avoided him. No matter how fast he went, he couldn't touch a corner of Hailan's clothes, "Hailan..."
Hailan's eyes were directed at Pluto, not even looking at Jun Wuhen. Such neglect made Jun Wuhen even more panicked, and his figure kept chasing her. The woman seemed to be extremely annoyed and looked at him coldly, "
I'm going to settle a score with Pluto, what are you going to do?"
She chuckled suddenly and strangely, touched her chin and asked Jun Wuhen, "By the way, I forgot to ask you, who are you?"
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I have a stomachache, so the second and third updates will be later.
