Kuaishou Little Ancestor: The God of Blackening is Begging for Responsibility Again

Chapter 45 I'll Sing Another Song (3)
But Fei Jue didn't expect that the slap in the face could come so quickly.

In her last life, it was considered Fei Jue's suicide, but she didn't have such a high arrogance. She still felt that her life was important, as long as the hero of this plane didn't do it herself...

Even if she did it, she had to save her life.

At most, he would be soft-hearted, after all, Wen Jing also liked Fei Jue.

Therefore, Fei Jue stood aside timidly, not daring to raise her head, only watching Wen Jing's leather shoes slowly approaching her, and then moving away.

He walked around the classical sofa in the living room and sat down, with his slender legs crossed, playing with a dagger as thin as a cicada's wing in his hand, with a cold light.

Fei Jue's heart trembled, and he sighed that he had committed a crime.

She really owed that Fei Jue in her previous life, and she was the one to take the blame every time.

"Ah Jue." The man called softly.

It is said that Fei Jue's voice is cold, like a nine-day string, but when Fei Jue heard his voice, he felt that his whole soul was resonating with it.

Fei Jue lowered his head and moved his lips, but before he could reply, he said again: "Come here."

The voice is calm and powerful, not to be questioned.

Seeing the dagger in his hand, Fei Jue stood on the spot, her legs were as heavy as lead, motionless.

Seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, the man said again without haste, "Want me to go over?"

His voice was calm, but Fei Jue could hear a trace of sullenness.

He hurriedly raised his head and said in a panic, "No need, I..."

Fei Jue's words stopped suddenly.

Looking at the lonely and dignified man in front of her, all her expressions were nothing but shock.

The man in front of him had clean and neat broken hair, just past the tip of his eyebrows, and a pair of deep phoenix eyes under his sword-shaped eyebrows, like a pool of stagnant water, without waves or ripples.

Fei Jue's heart was beating crazily, and it was difficult to breathe.

In the end, she still couldn't hold back, and murmured softly, "A Yuan..."

The man standing in front of him was exactly the same as Yu Yuan in appearance, except for the imprint of a red pistil petal missing at the end of his left eye.

She was stunned for a long time before she reacted and asked the system, "What's going on? Why does he look exactly like Yu Yuan Shangshen?"

In this world, Wen Jing carried Yu Yuan's true face, knowing that he could not hide it from her, the system could only answer, "This is Yu Yuan's god, his soul is damaged, and he can only be resurrected in this way." ..."

"Resurrection? Are you saying that God Yu Yuan can still come back to life?"

Immediately, Fei Jue was a little excited.

At first, she thought that she had lived for tens of thousands of years without ever being tempted, that she had finally thought about the god Yu Yuan, but she didn't expect that she would die without having the chance to see him.

Now suddenly tell her that God Yu Yuan can actually be resurrected.

"No, this is the High God Yu Yuan, what about Nan Yuan then?"

Shi Nanyuan always gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity, could it be...

"Shi Nanyuan's is also a fragment of the Yuanling of Shangshen." The system said truthfully.

No wonder! !

Fei Jue: "...do you know what I want to do now?"

The system trembled and did not dare to speak.

"I really want to knock your brains out right now!"

If she knew that Shi Nanyuan was Yu Yuan, and there was no need to be so entangled in the previous plane, she would definitely treat him better, better.

She can also respond to his liking generously.

Thinking of this, Fei Jue felt a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, in this plane, she knew Yu Yuan in advance, at least she would not make the same mistake again.

Seeing Fei Jue staring at her in a daze, Wen Jing's expression was gloomy, because she calmed down a lot of chills when she said "A Yuan".

Ah Yuan...

It was his baby name, only his mother called it at first, and later he also told Fei Jue, but he never heard it from her.

Glancing at the dagger in his hand, he casually threw it on the table in front of him, and waved at Chao Fei, with a gentler attitude, he said, "Come here."

　Ask for a ticket Ask for a ticket~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)