Chapter 702 The 90,000-year human world is already tired
Chapter 702 I’m already tired of this 90,000-year human world
Chu Yue looked at Ji Yao's retreating back, then lowered her head and looked at her hands.
The fingertips that had touched Prince Xuanchen's body were filled with a biting cold air.
The corpse of Crown Prince Xuanchen was not rotten, probably because it contained a very cold treasure.
Even if she has the power of Shen Nong, she can't bear it. Ji Yao will probably suffer from the cold if she spends all day with him!
"Miss Ye, aren't you worried that the Fengguan Xiapei has been taken away by her?" Guardian Black came behind Chu Yue and asked curiously.
"If it belongs to her, she should take it."
Chu Yue said calmly: "General Ji is a person worthy of admiration. If I can see her wearing a phoenix crown and harem, this trip is not in vain."
Protector Black's pupils narrowed slightly and he looked at Chu Yue's figure in surprise.
This upright act made him feel admiration spontaneously.
The setting sun is azure, falling on the sparkling fairy lake.
Chu Yue stretched out lazily and walked back to Ye Mohan. Without waiting for the man to make any move, she naturally put her little hand into Ye Mohan's palm.
Ye Mohan lowered his eyes and smiled slightly.
"Pillow."
Chu Yue raised her eyes to look at him and said in the man's ear: "I am still alive, but you can't die."
Otherwise, she is most likely to be like Ji Yao.
"good."
Ye Mohan said in a deep voice: "If someone wants to kill his husband, he must get the wife's consent. Do you want me to prepare a book for you to register like General Mu did?"
Chu Yue frowned slightly, looked helplessly at the teasing man, then exhaled and said quietly: "If one day I die in a foreign country, you can marry someone else, but don't come to my grave to tell me."
Ye Mohan's pupils narrowed slightly, and the girl's outline was reflected in his eyes.
It turned out that in her subconscious mind, she had already regarded herself as his wife.
Unknowingly, in the passing time.
Ye Mohan's soul seemed to have been deeply shocked. His deep eyes immediately concealed the overwhelming emotions, and he looked at her lovingly and said, "It won't happen one day."
Even if there is, he will be buried with him.
This 90,000-year human world has long since made me tired.
Chu Yue looked at him and smiled lightly.
With their fingers intertwined, they looked at Ji Yao who was walking onto the Immortal Bridge.
Most of the people around him had strange looks in their eyes.
The husband on Ji Yao’s back is a man who has been dead for three years!
But most people were also moved by it and waited for the arrival of Fengguan Xiapei.
When Ji Yao walked across the Immortal Bridge, thousands of crystal lights, like stars on a moonlit night, floated around the two of them.
"Feng Guan Xia Pei is coming out!"
Someone shouted at the top of their lungs.
Everyone was very excited.
But after Ji Yao walked through the Immortal Bridge, the century-old Immortal Lake returned to silence.
Ji Yao looked back, her eyes widened, and two lines of tears flowed from her cheeks.
She slowly lowered her head, "Axuan, what should I do? I've let you down."
Still no one responded to her.
Ji Yao turned her back to the warrior on the other side of the fairy lake, raised her hand to wipe the tears from her eyes, her figure was lonely, her expression was blank, and she walked back with her husband on her back.
Bishuirou mocked, "General Ji, I told you earlier. It would be a waste of your time to go there."
Ji Yao was as devastated as a walking zombie.
At this time, Chu Yue and Ye Mohan came hand in hand. When they passed by Ji Yao, Chu Yue stopped and said, "I heard that if you walk through the fairy lake together, you will get blessings from God, even if you lead to
On the road of reincarnation, we will be husband and wife in the next life. Congratulations."
Ji Yao suddenly looked at Chu Yue.
The girl was dressed in red and looked like fire.
She and her fiancé gradually drifted apart and stepped into the century-old fairy bridge with colorful lakes.
Amid the roar of the waves, they held hands and moved forward.