Jin Yuan didn't understand what the demon said meant. In fact, she never knew what the demon was thinking...
Ever since the demon caught her, he has been saying some weird things!
"So what?" Zhuo Yanchong said these three words coldly.
The demon and Zhuo Yanchong looked at each other for a long time, and a violent sarcasm appeared on the corner of their lips. The eyes slowly moved to the hands where Zhuo Yanchong and Jin Yuan were silenced for a long time, and suddenly smiled wildly.
"Didn't your love be called unswerving until death? Two people have been together for so long, but they can't recognize each other, hahaha... This is the so-called unswerving love?"
Jin Yuan felt even more confused when she heard him say this. She slowly glanced at Zhuo Yanchong, and her eyes fell on the demon's face: "Demon, what are you selling for? What can't recognize the other party, and what will last until death.
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The demon laughed enough, lowered his head and stared at Jin Yuan deeply, with a complex light flashing in his eyes, and said quietly: "You don't let me call you Xiao Yuanbaoer... And I never wanted to call you this name! Jin
Whether it is Yuan or Xiao Yuanbaoer, they are not your name..."
Speaking of this, the demon paused, reached out to touch Jin Yuan's face, his eyes were silly, but his voice became more and more crazy: "You can't change that fact, whether you forget or escape from the past... You are Lian'er
, Lian'er is you...hahaha..."
Jin Yuan's head blew, looked at the demon in disbelief, and said, "What are you talking about? I'm obviously just Jin Yuan... I was accidentally brought to heaven by the Emperor Taishang.
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She has parents in modern times... Her name in modern times is Jin Yuan...
"Those are just tricks of gods in heaven..."
The demon sneered and shook his head, grasped Jin Yuan's chin, and his voice suddenly became gentle, but it was gentle but it was filled with a fearsome evil spirit.
"Lian'er, you have always been a chess piece... From ascending to an immortal, to almost destroying the soul of the soul, and being arranged by the heavenly realm of another God of Wealth, you can't get rid of the fate of the chess piece! Do you think Pojun loves you?
If he loves you, how could he bear to let you be a chess piece?"
Jin Yuan's body shook, and several pictures flashed through her mind. Who was the figure struggling dyingly?
Who is the one who cried in the arms of Jiao Weiqin?