The bloody case caused by the rivalry between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law: Wife, you are delicious Chapter 243: Only a pure heart can make the world pure
Chapter 243: Only a pure heart can make the world pure
I haven’t seen him for several years, but Feng’s body is still as thin as ever!
"wind!"
"Hei Yan, your skills have always been better than mine!"
The Saint of Wind also hugged Hei Yanying fiercely. Although the two men hugged each other, it should be ugly, but these two people hugged each other, and they looked uncoordinated!
Because... they cherish each other, because they actually have some kind of feelings about each other!
"Haha, why are you still holding grudges about what happened back then?"
I think back then, the Saint of Wind had always suffered from him and had been stumbled by him.
"It's a joke. If I hold a grudge, do you think I would play this game with you when I take the initiative to see you? Isn't that humiliating myself?"
"Well, haha, when you say that, I feel relieved. Feng, I miss you so much! Your hair...has grown so long again."
"Personal hobby, not to mention you didn't assign me a barber in the Dark Palace, so I can't get a haircut."
"No? Hahaha, all the responsibility has been put on me. I don't believe that you have never left the Palace of Darkness for so many years."
"...I have, but really not many. Okay, stop talking, go in first and stand at the door of this corridor. I don't think it is a good thing."
He doesn't like to be understood by others, and he doesn't like others to come into his world. He no longer dares to trust anyone casually, and he never dares to do so again!
"Okay, go in!"
Of course, Hei Yanying has not forgotten the true purpose of coming to the Palace of Darkness. It is time for him to meet that woman, and it is time for him to formalize the hatred in his heart!
Another door opened, and a rare trace of tenderness appeared on the face of the Saint of Winds. This was a room in the Palace of Darkness that was only opened a few times a year.
Unless he wants to be cowardly, unless he wants to immerse himself in the painful past, unless... unless he wants to immerse himself in the thoughts of missing Chen Jiayi...
The environment inside the opened door is sober, fresh, and devoid of any dark atmosphere. This is probably the last trace of pure land in the Temple of Darkness, a trace of pure land that has not been polluted!
"Sit down, Black Flame!"
"Wow, Feng, do you still keep it here?"
When the dungeon was first established, my mother came once and said she liked this room. Then when the Dark Palace gave it to the Wind Saint, he accidentally learned that his mother liked this room, so he kept it and never had it.
Any contamination!
"...Hei Yan, in other words, why do you always want me to go to that period?"
Falling in love with Chen Jiayi was not something he could have predicted, and falling in love with her was even more out of his control. To put it bluntly, it was really a bit deformed. After all, Chen Jiayi was so much older than him, she was already old enough to be his mother!
"Okay, let's not talk anymore, how about it? Feng, how are you doing recently?"
"What do you think?"
Without answering the question, the Saint of Wind took out a bottle of the world's top Bordeaux wine from a wine cabinet, and poured a glass for Hei Yanying first.
"Feng, you look much better, really."
"Thank you, come and cheers. This top-quality Bordeaux red wine is more than 100 years old. Normally I would be reluctant to drink it. It has been treasured for a long time."