Xiaoxiao sat on the ground, resting Xue Mo's head on her lap, touching his almost transparent face over and over again.
Xue Mo slowly opened her eyes, looked at Xiaoxiao with tears streaming down her face, and a faint smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth, "Xiang'er... don't... don't cry..."
This time, he really wants to go.
All those lost memories came back to me at this moment.
"Mo... Mo..."
Blood kept spitting out from his mouth, and Xiaoxiao couldn't wipe it clean. She held his head and cried loudly.
Xue Mo slowly raised his hand, caressed her face, and said angrily, "Xiang'er... I'm sorry... I can't compensate you for being with you in this life."
He really wanted to say that he would stay with her forever in the next life, but found that he couldn't even promise her in the next life.
This time, he gathered thousands of years of practice to fight Feiyue to the death. When he died, his soul was gone.
He originally thought that he would protect her and live a normal life for the rest of his life, but now, he is going to break his trust with her.
I promised to never leave her for the rest of my life...
Reluctant to part with one thousand... Reluctant to part with ten thousand...
But, there is nothing I can do.
Xiang'er, I'm sorry, I'm going to break my promise to you.
I am satisfied to be able to meet you again and become husband and wife again.
It’s just that I really can’t let go of you, and I can’t let go of our baby.
I haven’t seen the child born yet. Is he a boy or a girl?
Actually, although I like boys very much, I hope that this time you will give birth to a girl.
Because you seem to particularly like girls. We already have a son. Wouldn't it be better to have another daughter?
In fact, I still have a lot of regrets. I was thinking that I couldn't be with you when I gave birth to Zimo. This time, no matter what, I will watch over you to deliver the baby.
Who knew that God could be so ruthless that he could not even satisfy my small request.
I have never been able to hold Zi Mo, which makes me very regretful.
That abominable Taoist priest Qingxu gave Zimo some little yellow hexagram, so that even my biological father could not get close to him.