"Please ask the Silver God to lend a helping hand to Che Yue. Can...can you let Che Yue meet Yu'er?" Che Yue begged urgently. The appearance of this Silver God is probably related to Yu'er, right?
However, Yin God snorted lightly, with a cold and arrogant look on his face. Che Yue's heart sank. This Yin God was extremely cold and arrogant, and not something ordinary people could ask for. When Ting Qingyu begged him, he seemed to have ignored her, right?
"The number of fate is dispensable, all living beings, and emotions are also illusory. The sincerity of the human heart can be opened by gold and stone." Yin Shen read a few words indifferently, then disappeared in front of Che Yue.
Cheyue was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised her fist and dropped it hard on the table on one side. With a bang, the peace of the entire Hidden Phoenix Pavilion was broken.
A large dark cloud covered the moon, and Changbi Palace fell into darkness...[
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The dark clouds covered the moon, and it was extremely cold at noon.
When Xiao Wen entered the Hidden Phoenix Pavilion, he saw Che Yue sitting on Ting Qingyu's bed like a piece of wood, holding a talisman in her hand and looking sad.
Xiao Wen's narrow phoenix eyes narrowed, and a sad look passed over him. He slowly turned around and leaned on the pavilion, quietly blowing the cold wind.
It was already spring, but it was as cold as winter, and the woman he was ashamed of was no longer here. If he could do it all over again, he might try hard to find a second way to keep her, but he still regrets it.
What's the use?
The beloved has passed away, and regret is in vain.
At a glance, the Changbi Palace was already dimly lit, and a tiny amount of snow fell from the sky. Just a moment ago, there was a snowy moon in the sky, but now it suddenly snowed. Xiao Wen pursed his lips, and his eyes were filled with moisture.
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Today, China. (Go back to modern times, hehe, don’t worry, beautiful men will appear.)
2010, the tenth day of the first lunar month.
The city is extremely lively. The streets are filled with lanterns and all kinds of lanterns. The sky above the city is a faint pink ball of light. Hot music rolls out from the bars and swirls in the sky above the city.
No. 105, 8th Floor, Building B, Jincheng Garden.
On the balcony to the north, a girl wearing a white down jacket was leaning quietly on it, staring at the bright night. The traffic on the road was like water, and the light was shining like the twinkling stars in the sky when the sky is clear.