Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

   Chapter 922 Meet again in the next life, I will repay the great kindness and virtue!

  Huo Qi said some heartless words, and Miss Duan couldn't help trembling.

   She suspects that the gentle and elegant Wushuang son in her memory must have been imagined by her.

   Even Qin Ruan couldn't help but look surprised when he heard such inhumane words.

  Miss Duan's whole body was cold and cold, her eyes flashed red without a trace of emotion, and her pale face showed sadness and strong resentment.

   She let go of Qin Ruan's arm and pulled her sleeve instead.

   Qin Ruan was shocked by the deep sadness in Miss Duan's eyes and the tangled light of love and hate hidden in the depths.

   Being provoked by the words of her loved one, she is still trying her best to suppress the violence in her heart, and she is unwilling to turn it into a puppet. Miss Duan's restraint can be said to be weak.

  Miss Duan whispered to Qin Ruan: "Send me away, I don't want to see this unscrupulous person again!"

   If she doesn't go, she's afraid she won't be able to hold on anymore.

  In the past, under the moonlight, knowing each other and swearing each other, the feelings that originated from love and ended in ritual, at this moment, it was like being trampled on the ground.

   She couldn't bear the feeling of anticipation, being so tormented by others.

   She is the daughter of the Duan family, born noble, and the arrogance in her bones prevents her from bowing her head or turning back to pray.

   If you want to blame her, she is blind and mistakenly mistaken the heartless person for her lover.

  Just, why does my heart hurt so much.

   Qin Ruan looked at Huo Qi with disapproval, feeling that his methods were too extreme.

   She knew that the other party didn't want Miss Duan to know that he had sacrificed love, and wanted her to be free from worries, even if it was with hatred for him, as long as she could be reincarnated.

   Seeing Miss Duan covering her heart, her eyes full of pleading, Qin Ruan sighed softly and lifted Huo Qi Qingsi's hand.

   A white light floated in front of Miss Duan's eyes, illuminating her eerie **** eyes.

"When you arrive at the underworld, you will go straight to the thirteenth station, the Resurrection Cliff. There is a bridge on the edge of the cliff, and there is an old woman on the bridge holding tea, which is for the past puppets to drink. The old woman is Meng Po God, and the tea is Meng Po. Mother soup, after drinking the soup, you will forget all kinds of grievances and grievances in your previous life, and I wish you a good child with a happy and wealthy family in your next life."

  Miss Duan did not listen carefully to Qin Ruan's advice, her **** eyes fixed on the white light of love in front of her: "What is this?"

   "A good thing to help you reincarnate. With it, you can leave here and go to the underworld to be reincarnated."

   "I'm so sad to see it."

  Miss Duan frowned, clutching her heart that had not been beating for hundreds of years, as if she had suffered a heart attack.

  Qin Ruan looked at her quietly, with a pitiful expression in her eyes, and said perfunctorily: "Maybe you are too happy, go reincarnated."

   She sent Qingsi into Miss Duan's damaged soul body, fearing that she would change if it was too late, she raised her hand and slapped her into the underworld.

"Do not!!"

  Miss Duan suddenly screamed.

   She held Qin Ruanhao's wrist tightly with both hands and stared at her with split eyes: "What did you give me? Why am I even sadder, my heart hurts so much, I can't breathe!"

  Wu Fan, who came with Huo Qi, came out of the dark.

   She looked arrogant, and her voice was sharp and mocking: "Because you are not reconciled! I married your lover in my previous life, and I will marry him again in this life.

  You waited for hundreds of years and got nothing, wasted a lot of time but got nothing, how could you just leave like this! "

  Miss Duan turned her head, her **** eyes stained with a terrifying light: "Shut up!"

  Wu Fan walked to Huo Qi's side, wrapped his arms around his arms, and the bird leaned on his shoulders and arms.

She continued to stimulate Miss Duan: "According to the relationship between the two of us in the previous life, I have to call you cousin, good cousin, no one can force anything that has no relationship, so you can go in peace, I will take good care of Huo Qi, That is, the unparalleled son of the previous life lived."

  Miss Duan was so provoked that she couldn't care to ask Qin Ruan what had penetrated into her body. She stared gloomily at Wu Fan with red eyes.

   The good temper that has always been tolerant and gentle, and the good self-cultivation imprinted in the soul, was destroyed at this moment.

   A dangerous gleam shot out from her eyes, as if she could not wait to tear Wu Fan apart in the next second.

  Miss Duan sneered and ruthlessly tore apart the differences between the two: "Since you were a child, you have loved to compare with me. Even if you marry Young Master Wushuang, do you really know him? He will never open his heart to you!"

   This is said with certainty, but also with a bit of self-loathing.

  Wu Fan leaned on Huo Qi and smiled brightly: "But we were married in our previous life, and we will spend the rest of our lives together in this life."

   This is the eternal pain in Miss Duan's heart, and she can't get what she wants.

   Even if she is about to lose her soul, she will not be able to exchange the pity of Young Master Wushuang, as if their previous relationship was empty.

  Miss Duan was so excited that she wanted to kill someone, her **** eyes stared at Huo Qi's and Wu Fan's clasped hands, and her eyes suddenly flickered.

   She suddenly asked Wu Fan: "Since you like him so much, do you know what he likes on weekdays?"

  Wu Fan looked blank: "What?"

Miss Duan sneered: "Master Wushuang is fond of sweet and spicy taste, and his favorite clothes colors are white and cyan. He seems to be approachable, but he has a deep scheming, which makes it difficult to detect, and has a slight addiction to cleanliness. Kissed you?!"

  Miss Duan saw Wu Fan's sinking face, regained her dignified bearing, and smiled with satisfaction on her azure face.

   She didn't even look at Huo Qi, the soul of the dead in white slowly disappeared into the world.

   "Young Master Wushuang's third sister-in-law, thank you today! If we meet again in the next life, I will repay your great kindness and virtue!"

  Miss Duan left. Before leaving, she thanked Qin Ruan, stopped asking about Qingsi who helped her reincarnate, and taught Wu Fan a good lesson.

  Wu Fan shook off Huo Qi's arm with a livid face after Miss Duan left.

   Her delicate face was slightly distorted, she raised her head stubbornly, and glared at the man in front of her: "You have a cleanliness addiction? That's why you don't kiss me?!"

  Huo Qi opened his mouth: "…"

  Wu Fan sneered and said sarcastically, "Why didn't I know that you like sweet and spicy? Don't you like green vegetables the most?!"

  Huo Qi slowly closed his mouth, his eyes were blank, and a bit of incredulousness appeared in his eyes.

  Wu Fan lowered his gaze and stared at the clothes on his body: "Most of your clothes are in simple and elegant colors. The coat you wear is still the style and color that I recommend!"

  Huo Qi raised his hand, Wu Fan subconsciously took a step back.

   She looked vigilantly at her boyfriend who had been with her for seven years, her eyes overflowing with strangeness and suspicion: "I've been together for so many years, how come I don't know that you have a deep mind, what have you done without telling me?"

  Who am I, where am I, what is this doing?

   Huo Qi was completely dumbfounded, and his hand in the air was slow to move.

  How did things develop to this point, how could it turn into an interrogation of him.

   He is fond of sweets and spicy foods, which his parents don't even know about.

  I really like white and cyan, and I can even say I have a soft spot for it.

   As for his deep scheming, is that how Miss Duan sees him?

   (end of this chapter)