The first thing that came to Ling Luo's mind was Yu's profile as perfect as a god.
It can't be wrong.
The most important thing is Yu.
There were many frustrations in her previous life, and she didn't want to delve into it; but in this life, since she had chosen him, she absolutely could not allow herself to have any regrets.
Ling Luo clenched the core of the divine source in her hand, and her chaotic thoughts gradually became clearer.
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Xuanyuan Yu didn't know the direction, nor how long he had been walking.
His mind was a little confused.
The blood all over his body was cold.
He kept walking and walking, and finally, inexplicably, he stepped into a forest shrouded in smoke.
The air was filled with fog and visibility was very low.
Xuanyuan Yu's face was very pale, like an ascetic, walking forward aimlessly with heavy steps.
Luoer...
It was he who killed her, and it was someone else who saved her. What beats in her body is the heart of the man who saved her.
His heart was filled with despair.
He had never felt it was extremely difficult to even breathe like this.
The man who saved her is back, will she leave her?
He didn't know, he was scared...
If possible, how he wished that the person who put the heart into Luo'er's body was himself!
He suddenly felt that she no longer belonged to him.
There is another man whose bond with Luo'er is no less than his own, and is even deeper than his own.
The feeling of loss left him speechless.
He wants to have her.
Own her 100%.
He didn't want her to have any traces of other men on her body.
He knows that he is selfish, but love itself is selfish.
That woman is his wife!
She is Xuanyuan Yu's wife, not Jue He's!
"There is a cliff ahead. If you continue to take one step further, you will die without any body parts."
A cold voice sounded from behind, echoing in the mist, and instantly penetrated Xuanyuan Yu's mind.
My right foot was stiff when I stepped out.
Xuanyuan Yu came back to his senses from the chaotic thoughts.
He lowered his head and looked at his feet.
Through the hazy mist, he saw that he was indeed standing on the edge of the cliff, with an abyss beneath his feet that was bottomless.
A chill settled in my heart.
A layer of white sweat formed on Xuanyuan Yu's back.
He took a deep breath, then slowly retracted his feet and took two steps back.
Consciousness became clear.
Xuanyuan Yu looked around and found that he was surrounded by a lush forest, filled with fairy spirit.
Yes, fairy spirit.
The aura is very rich, and it is not the aura of a demon.
"Who are you?"
The person who just spoke can get close to me without him being aware of it at all, and his cultivation level must be very terrifying.
This man was the first one who could make Xuanyuan Yu feel the coercion of fear.
"Who I am is not important. What is important is, do you want to know who Jue He is?"
In the mist filled with fairy energy, a figure that looked like a fairy gradually appeared.
This man who looked like a banished immortal walked out of an ink painting, seemed to have no legs, because he did not walk out, but appeared in a flash like a phantom.
Xuanyuan Yu's eyes widened and he stared at this handsome man who looked like a fairy.