Nine-day mysterious girl of urban female cultivator

Chapter 309
Pressing the head of the person in his arms against his chest, Zimo also closed his eyes and rubbed his chin against the top of her head. Whenever he thought of her wearing a bloody dress and dancing the dance of the dead on the sea, his heart felt like a crack It hurts like opening, and his eyes are sore and swollen. That kind of determination hurts every cell in him.

"Promise me, don't do stupid things without telling me again, okay, I don't want to wait like this anymore, do you know that you are really cruel to leave me here alone, if possible, I also want you Taste the feeling of passing the day like a year, but feel distressed and reluctant."

Mengying was taken aback for a moment, and her arms holding him tightened a bit, giving him silent comfort, from now on, I will never let go of your hand, we will always be together.

Neither of them likes to hurt the spring and the autumn. After understanding each other's feelings, it didn't take long for them to restore the previous harmony. Well, it should be said that they are even more gluey than before. The brown sugar that I don't want to separate again.

Thinking of what she asked earlier, Mengying reached into her neck and took out a pendant.

"Isn't this Jin?"

Eight-color petals lay in Zimo's palm. He still remembered that he gave them to her after she was temporarily blinded by a monk on Yuliu Island, but she didn't expect her to wear them all the time.

"Yeah, I can come back this time, thanks to this. When my soul was broken into tens of thousands of pieces and was about to dissipate, this pendant suddenly produced a huge attraction and sucked me in. , but in any case, it is not so easy for a broken soul to become whole again. I have recuperated here these years, until the soul is replenished, and then the body is re-solidified with the strength of the boss, and then I can come to you .”

It turned out to be like this. At the beginning, he didn't figure out what effect this necklace had other than making the cultivation speed faster. He didn't expect it to be like this, and it has eight colors, representing eight attributes. I'm afraid if she is not a chaotic infinite body, There will be no such effect, but she said it easily, it is definitely not so easy to reunite the broken soul, alas, it seems that his Mengying has suffered a lot for so many years.

Perhaps seeing his distress, Mengying quickly nestled in his heart, and the voice came through the clothes, a little muffled.

"Hey, I'm fine. No matter how hard I suffer, I don't suffer as much as you. The most painful thing in this world is to wait for someone, and there is still no deadline. You have endured loneliness for so long. A little bit of suffering is nothing."

Hey, she also loves her Zimo very much.

"By the way, the Immortal Devouring Curse..."

"The Devouring Immortal Curse disappeared the moment my soul was broken, and it didn't exist on the recondensed soul."

Zimo nodded, completely relieved.

Then the two stopped talking for a long time.

"Zi Mo?"

"Ah."

"Zi Mo?"

"Ah."

"Zi Mo?"

"Ah."

One called and the other answered, no one felt how naive it was, but a touch of warmth enveloped them, one just wanted to call his name, and the other really wanted to hear her call his name.

"Zi Mo?"

"Ah."

"Let's never let go again, just hold hands like this, and lie on the rocking chair to grow old, okay?" Mengying said, holding his slender fingers and interlocking them.

Zimo was stunned for a moment, his eyes were like fireworks blooming, whose heart was fascinated, whose eyes were dazzled?
"Okay, let's grow old together." He tightened his grip, slowly growing old?It's such a good feeling.

Although for God, it is true to live the same life as the heaven and the earth, and the appearance will not change again, but what these two people want is just the vow to spend every day with each other.

Sit back to back on the rug.

Listen to music and talk about wishes.

You want me to be more and more gentle.

I hope you take me to heart.

You said you wanted to give me a romantic dream.

Thank you for taking you to heaven.

Even if it takes a lifetime to complete.

As long as I tell you, you will never forget.

The most romantic thing I can think of.

It is to grow old with you slowly.

Collect bits and pieces of laughter along the way.

Save it for later while sitting in a rocking chair and chatting slowly.

The most romantic thing I can think of.

It is to grow old with you slowly.

Until we are too old to go anywhere.

You still regard me as a treasure in the palm of your hand.

The beasts huddled together in the flowers, and the ice and fire phoenix soared in the sky singing a song called happiness.

The two leaned against each other and lay in the rocking chair, swaying and swaying, swaying through spring, summer, autumn and winter, and walked through each day arm in arm. Behind them, the blue sky was like washing, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and the endless sea of ​​flowers swayed gently in the breeze , singing their happy stories.

Shang looked at the two clinging to each other, his pale red eyes were full of smile and tenderness, she finally came back, and that guy Mo finally returned to normal.

Turning around, leaning against the railing, looking at the lotus blooming in the clear water in front of him, he fell into the memory that he couldn't get out of.

In fact, he also had a beloved woman before, who was gentle, kind, beautiful and generous. At that time, he felt that he was the happiest person in the world.

He loves her to the bone marrow, no less than Zimo's love for Mengying at this time, but when he was immersed in his feelings, he discovered that the woman was a spy sent by the demons. He didn't believe it. He thought it was a mistake in his own investigation, so he didn't tell the facts that he had found out in advance. As a result, it almost caused a catastrophe to the Ziwei Sect, and even caused the death of thousands of disciples.

Seeing the rampant demons, and his lover who was crying and shaking his head saying that he had no choice, he swung a heavy sword and killed the woman himself, but those things will never be forgotten, even though Zimo and the others don’t know what to do. Blame him, but he blamed himself, and he couldn't believe that he killed the woman he loved the most with his own hands.

Since then, he has been living in his own regrets, unable to extricate himself, until he met Mu Tiange, and gradually came out of the shadows.

There is a kind of attractive magic power in her, which makes him involuntarily want to know and get close to her, and when he later finds out that his heart is moved, he is already deeply trapped in the mud and cannot extricate himself.

But he likes her, which doesn't mean he must force her to like him too, Shang also knows that in fact Zimo is the most suitable for her, otherwise he wouldn't love each other for three lifetimes, even he was moved by this true love.

Shang closed his eyes, and the image of the two cuddling was still echoing in his mind. Seeing them well, he was consummated.

Zimo, Mengying, you will be happy forever!
(End of this chapter)