Fast time travel game: Hugging the waist of the male god

Chapter 695 The Past (1)

I was so sad that I wanted to cry, but I didn't have a single tear.

Moben has no tears, how ironic.

"My Yi'er is the most beautiful person in the world, how can I bear to let my Yi'er suffer like this."

Liang Yuan seemed to be enduring great pain again, the weak smile on the corner of his pale mouth almost broke Xia Wanzhu's heart.

"Yi'er, even if I can no longer be by your side in the future, you must live a good life and live happily forever..."

"Yi'er, my Yi'er..."

Suddenly, the huge fireball struck, and after a burst of dazzling light, the world became peaceful.

The fire gradually receded, and the gods in the sky frowned, as if dissatisfied with Liang Yuan's actions.

Liang Yuan died, and the barrier disappeared.

Xia Wanzhu sat up and looked at the charred skeleton in front of her, only hearing the sound of heartbreaking.

Xia Wanzhu's hands trembled, but she didn't dare to touch them. In her mind, there was only the scene of Liang Yuan wearing a white dress and holding flowers with long fingers under the peach blossom tree, smiling tenderly at her, with long hair like waterfalls and a son like jade.

A gust of wind blew up from the ground, and Liang Yuan's skeleton turned into bits of ashes and flew away with the wind.

Ashes.

"Liang Yuan! Don't leave me! Don't leave me alone!" My mind was blank, Liang Yuan's gentle and low smile to her was in front of my eyes, Xia Wanzhu crawled awkwardly, but couldn't touch her anymore. To Liang Yuan's delicate and warm palm.

Hate, endless hate...

The pupils seemed to turn blood red. Even though his body was tearing in pain, Xia Wanzhu could no longer care. Now, Xia Wanzhu just wanted to avenge Liang Yuan.

Despite the hatred growing in his body, Xia Wanzhu saw a trace of fear in those so-called gods.

A sneer erupted, "You killed Liang Yuan, and I want the people you guard to be buried with him!"

Xia Wanzhu flew up out of thin air, just the moment when the toes tipped lightly, the landslide and tsunami, the water of the Yellow River formed a huge funnel under the guidance of Xia Wanzhu, spinning rapidly, the place it passed was the purgatory on earth.

Liang Yuan, for you, it doesn't matter if you fall into a demon.

In this world, there is nothing worthy of my nostalgia. The most precious thing in my heart is just a smile or a sentence from you.

Xia Wanzhu smiled arrogantly and cried, without tears or fear.

"Yi'er, don't commit any murderous crimes!" Suddenly I remembered the nostalgic voice behind me.

Xia Wanzhu was overjoyed, "Liang Yuan!"

The moment I turned around, I fell into boundless darkness...

Perhaps in the eyes of the world, demons are not tolerated in the world.

But what is wrong with demons? Could it be that the heavens do not allow demons to exist in this world?
The body hurt so badly that Xia Wanzhu was forced to open his eyes.

In front of me is a fiery red Hibiscus flower swaying in the wind.

And she is lying in this sea of ​​flowers.

"You're awake." A gentle voice came. Xia Wanzhu looked sideways, and the man was standing behind Xia Wanzhu.

Dressed in white, with long hair like a waterfall, even his appearance is the same as Liang Yuan's.

But Xia Wanzhu knew that he was not Liang Yuan. Even though his eyes were gentle, they were not full of love for her like Liang Yuan.

In Liang Yuan's eyes, she is not a demon, but just a child who has not grown up.

Liang Yuan, just two words, was enough to make her heart ache.

"Feng Yan, who are you, why did you appear in my dream, and why did you lie to me!" Xia Wanzhu stood up and asked coldly.

The tenderness at the beginning was actually nothing but his mask.

"Liangyuan is me..."

(End of this chapter)