But the direction he was walking in was not his path.
In shock, Emperor Mu understood instantly.
This is the thought deep in Fengyun's heart and the path of choice.
Fengyun was making a choice. She chose the path without him, and chose the peaceful path.
With a face full of disbelief, Emperor Mu looked down at Fengyun in his arms, his face full of the ferocious look before the storm.[
Fengyun didn't choose him, didn't choose his path.
She chose the peaceful path and chose another.
The hand that tightly hugged Feng Yun's body unconsciously let go. Feng Yun didn't choose him. In Feng Yun's heart, he still couldn't compare to the peace she wanted.
Although he knew that what Feng Yun always wanted was a peaceful life.
But why? Why?
Wouldn't it be possible to live that kind of life if you choose him?
Could she really forget about him? Give up?
Emperor Mu looked at Feng Yun who had left his restraints and walked further and further towards the abyss. The look on his face was more painful and sad than ever before.
However, Feng Yun, who had been trapped in her own fantasy, never felt that the real Emperor Mu was beside her.
Fengyun kept looking at Emperor Mu on the road, and at the hand that Emperor Mu extended towards her.
Give up on him? Do you really give up on him like that?
Reluctant to give up, she was really a little reluctant to give up.
Should you choose love or life?
She had failed miserably in love, but life had never deceived her.
Can she still believe in feelings?
The person looking at Mu Huang, looking at Mu Huang's outstretched hand, felt Mu Huang's breath suddenly coming from her body, as if Mu Huang was beside her, and his strong arms hugged her tightly...
"Mumu..." Feng Yun whispered softly.
And Emperor Mu, who was standing behind her and watching her walk towards the black abyss, suddenly heard Feng Yun calling his name.
Mumu, the nickname she changed without authorization is the name she has been calling.[
Emperor Mu clenched his fists fiercely.
Watching Fengyun constantly looking at the road he was on, there was struggle, hesitation, and reluctance on his face, but under his feet...
Ahead was the abyss, and Emperor Mu didn't know what was in it.