Of course Situ Ran knew what was happening in front of him, but at the same time he also knew that this was not a place where they could interfere.
"But I can't bear to watch them being blown up by the God Emperor..." An Luoluo trembled all over. Of course she knew that if she changed history, she and Situ Ran would not exist in this life, but
Let her watch the tragedy happen and ignore it, she can't do it.
"There is nothing we can do about it. Let's go back." Situ Ran raised his hand and stroked her painful face, his voice became hoarse. He never thought that they did not drink Meng Po soup and fell into the Naihe Bridge, but
The souls left their bodies and came to the world of their previous lives.
"Go back like this?" An Luoluo held down his hand and looked worriedly at the two people who were still fighting. Below them, the elders were watching eagerly, preparing to find the right opportunity to drop bombs on them.
And the elder whose barrier was broken by her blood butterfly just now is looking for her.
"It's useless even if we stay." If she continues to read, she will only see a tragedy that makes her even more uncomfortable.
"But I want to know what happened to them in the end." Even if she couldn't help them, she still wanted to know what the final outcome would be.
"Your brother will definitely survive, and he will continue to be the next divine king, and he..." Facing the man who was crazy for Xue Yan, Situ Ran seemed to understand why he fell in love with An Luoluo.
A cold and loveless man, he is cold, arrogant and withdrawn, and does not like to be touched by others. The only woman he can endure is her. Even when he first found out that she was secretly pregnant with his child, he should have killed her.
That's right, but he let her go every time. When he could do it, he could never do it.
"What will happen to him?" An Luoluo couldn't help but asked anxiously when he saw that he was hesitant to speak.
"I think he will die, and ." So when he transformed and had his power, there was only killing and endless hatred in his heart, and only blood could arouse him.
motivation to continue.
"He will die..." In fact, she knew very well in her heart that the other side of Situ Ran's soul was the hatred of his previous life. If he had not died, or he would not have become like that, An Luoluo buried his face
In his arms, tears rolled down his cheeks uncontrollably.
"Luoluo, don't be sad. I don't like to see you crying for other men." Although he is his previous life, to him, he is always another man. Seeing her move and shed tears for other men.
Tears, he will still feel the taste.
"Don't you think he is miserable?" Don't he know what Aiwujiwu means? She has special feelings for Zi Yao Shenjun because she loves him. An Luoluo raised her hand and lightly beat his chest.
"The people he killed innocently are pitiful." He killed his enemies, even the God Emperor, without frowning, but when he saw the innocent people he killed, he still felt
He is too violent and cold-hearted without any emotion.
"He is your previous life." He actually pitied others and did not pity his own previous life.
"He is too stupid to believe the God Emperor's words so easily. If I were him, I would never let the God Emperor take advantage of me."
Chapter completed!