The female partner is always on the way to carry the knife

Chapter 477 This Male Protagonist Is Poisonous
My name is Mobai, and I am not.

It can be said that I am the longest-lived person in the Miyue Continent. The immortal cultivators on the Miyue Continent, except for ascending to the upper realm, usually do not live for 200 years, so I have to change my identity every 200 years. a name.

Seeing Lou Che today, he opened up the memories of hundreds of years ago.

I think about the woman who has been on the tip of my heart for hundreds of years.

——Xi Huan.

When I first saw her, she was dressed in red and her expression was indifferent. She was also like Lou Che, holding a water-blue divine sword. She called it, Xiaolan.

The name is... well, cute.

With my cultivation, I could ascend to the upper realm, but I wanted to wait until she came back, because I was afraid that after I ascended to the upper realm, she would not find me when she came back.

I always knew that Xi Huan liked me in the past, but after a certain day, Xi Huan completely changed. She no longer pestered me.

That's right, why did I forget that Xi Huan is the granddaughter of the suzerain of Hengzong, and also the eldest princess of Luoyu Kingdom, she should be so noble and elegant, with stars holding the moon.

And I, the illegitimate child of a big family, was spurned by everyone.

It was probably because Xi Huan, who had runny nose and tears, followed me all the time, which disgusted me.

Or maybe, she is such a high and noble person, but she wants to follow behind me. Under the strong contrast, the inferiority complex in my heart is even stronger.

But I don't know when it started, everything changed...

She became dazzling, and her every frown and smile made me miss it.

Her eyes will never be on me again.

I suddenly started to feel scared. I was used to her talking around, but now when she leaves, everything around me becomes extremely quiet.

Lonely, cold.

I thought I was abandoned...

The father and mother who gave birth to me don't want me, and now that girl who has been chattering will also leave me?
Suddenly, such a thought came into my mind, which made me feel cold.

Do I like Xi Huan?

--I have no idea.

At that time, the elders of Hengzong rebelled, and the suzerain who loved Xi Huan the most was killed.

The first time I saw Xi Huan angry...

She wants to destroy this continent.

At that time, Xi Huan's eyes were exactly the same as Lou Che's, bloodthirsty and violent.

Because an important person was killed, that kind of indifference with extreme anger.

Just as scary.

Same... heartwarming.

If she acted like this for me, I would probably be... very happy.

I have an eldest brother, the legitimate son of the family, because he almost became the prey of a ferocious beast, the so-called father used me as a shield.

—I don't want to live anymore.

Once such thoughts are generated, they will never disappear.

Do not hide or block.

Being eaten like this seems... not bad?

But when a red shadow flashed in front of my eyes, I regretted it.

Holding the woman's bloody body, my whole body was shaking, and I kept calling her name, "Xi Huan, Xi Huan, Xi Huan..."

Blood kept gushing from her mouth, but she looked at me with incomparable sincerity, "After so many years, have you ever been moved by me, even the slightest bit?"

I froze, not knowing how to answer.

Xi Huan hooked the corners of her lips, smiling miserably: "I know." She slowly closed her eyes, and whispered: "Mo Bai, I hope I will never meet you again in my next life."

This wanton woman has completely disappeared from my world...

At that moment, I didn't feel a little bit, surprisingly calm.

In this way, I sat next to her corpse for a day and a night until Xi Huan's body turned into starlight and dissipated.

--I like you.

Sorry, these four words are late.

Until today, when I saw Lou Che, he was equally crazy for love, whether it was family affection or love.

At that moment, I thought Xi Huan lived in his soul.

Unfortunately, everything is just a delusion.

Dead... also good.

Xi Huan, can I still find you?

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　　poor person must have something mean.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)