At that moment, the Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Guanshiyin Bodhisattva's Buddhist sutras began to sing.
Suddenly near and sometimes far away, it seems to be coming from a far away place, and at that moment, it is so close. Every Buddhist sutra seems to hit the tip of my heart, a little sore, a little swollen, a kind of relief, a kind of ending.
Feel......
That woman slowly disappeared in the bursts of Buddha's light.
Destroyed her cultivation, destroyed her mind, and ended her life.
Sometimes, I really want to take a closer look at you.
However, it was a last resort.
Obsession.
It occupies my whole heart.
Sometimes, I really want to try my best to hug you.
However, there is nothing to be done.
Stubborn.
I wish I could destroy everything about her.
Thousands of years ago, I was a favored young lady from my clan.
I met you.
A beautiful smile.
Thousands of years later, I am a lonely forgotten person.
I'm looking for you.
An indifferent face.
In the river of time, I remember it again and again.
You once said that you would marry me.
In the memory of the scene, I smile again and again.
Fantasy, you ride on a tall horse and welcome me into the sedan chair.
However, fantasy is always fantasy.
The river of time will always bury everything, those good things in the past.
You are still the same you.
She is still the same person.
I'm not that me.
I have already been living in hell...
At the very end, Yin Zhengyue could vaguely see the miserable smile on the corner of Yan Yan's mouth.
But even so, Yan Yan has no regrets.
Her face, eyes, and expression all told Yin Zhengyue that she had no regrets at all.
Although this is her obsession and stubbornness, if she could do it all over again, she would still do it.
Desperately trying to kill her!
Try your best to get the fifth Huai Zhen.
The mistakes that caused all these!!!
She will never regret what she has done!!!
Yanyan is dead.
Completely disappeared from everyone's sight.
But she won't get anyone's sympathy like this, even if she dies.
If it weren't for her, it wouldn't be like this now.
"Is it over?" Yin Zhengyue said.
At this moment, the old Taoist suddenly said: "No, it's not over yet."
Yin Zhengyue was stunned.
Everyone was stunned.
At this moment, the light on Wu Huaizhen's body turned out to be even brighter than before.
His hair danced wildly, adding a unique beauty to him.
His whole body was suspended in the sky, his robes were rustling, and the chanting of Buddhist sutras did not stop, but became louder and louder, slowly expanding, extending little by little...
"Brother Huaizhen, what do you want to do?" Shen Xingzi turned to ask the old Taoist.
Yin Zhengyue also went to see Lao Dao, but what she saw on Lao Dao's face was sadness and glistening eyes.
That kind of sadness suddenly made Yin Zhengyue's heart shrink tightly.
"No!!!" Suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded.
Her milky voice was milky, with a hint of childishness and a hint of panic.
It’s Xiao Momo!!!
Yin Zhengyue turned around and saw her father Yin Wuye holding little Momo in his arms. Little Momo's face was still a little pale, which made her big eyes even darker.
But his eyes were full of tears and were about to shed.
"Mom, don't—" Xiao Momo looked at Yin Zhengyue and shook her head, then went to look at Wu Huai Zhen.