My wife is not a demon

The usually strong woman finally shed tears at this moment.

She put Chen Mu's hand on her face and sobbed silently.

Hearing the uninterrupted scorching and crashing outside, my cold heart couldn't get any warmer, and I even felt a little relieved and calm.

The Empress Dowager thought about her life.

She has many, many regrets that she didn't finish.

But looking back, she found that her biggest regret was that she didn't say goodbye to Chen Mu, and didn't spend one more day with him.

The woman hugged the man's body tightly, and at the same time put the man's arm on her body.

It was as if the two were embracing each other.

She raised her head and stared blankly at Chen Mu's handsome cheeks, the memories belonging to the two of them in her mind rippled like wine, the more they tasted, the sweeter they tasted.

"It's okay, maybe this is fate."

The woman smiled sadly, and leaned forward to kiss the man's lips.

In the past, they kissed each other because of cold, but now... Maybe it was just to say goodbye.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Miss Xia gently rested her head on the man's chest, listened to the weak heartbeat, and murmured: "Don't be afraid, I'll be with you, don't be afraid..."

These words seemed to be said to the man, and seemed to be comforting herself through the man's mouth.

At this time, the woman suddenly remembered that the other party had always wanted to hear her sing.

But because of her reservedness and weird style of music, she has been refusing.

Looking at the gradually dimming brilliance outside and the approaching death, Miss Xia no longer had any fear in her eyes.

The only thing left is regret and calm.

She smiled gently, caressed the man's cheek with her jade hand, and murmured softly: "If you like it, I will sing it to you, and I will only sing it to you in this life..."

After a brief silence, a guttural sweet voice remembered:

"Sitting back to back on the carpet..."

-

"Are you singing?"

The bloody sweat horse stopped in front of an old arch bridge.

Chen Mu hadn't recovered from the wind-like gallop just now, and suddenly frowned, looking at the headless general beside him.

"The rest of the way can only depend on you."

Facing the smoky arch bridge, General Fei Qiong said calmly. "This is the Bridge of Rebirth. Whether you can go out or not depends entirely on your own good luck."

Chen Mu was startled, his eyes widened: "You didn't keep your promise!"

"Why am I not promised?"

General Fei Qiong said coldly. "Bringing you out of the forest of the living dead is already the best effort. Without me, you won't be able to get out of there for ten years, and you may even be trapped forever!"

Chen Mu was silent.

Fei Qiong said: "You can only walk this Bridge of Rebirth by yourself, I can't take you with me, if the rules are broken, both you and I will be wiped out."

Chen Mu looked troubled: "It shouldn't be difficult to walk across the bridge to the past."

"You'll know when you try it."

"Any tricks?"

"No, it all depends on your good fortune. If you can pass it, pass it. If you can't pass it, then you will stay here forever, just like those people."

The Fangtian halberd in General Feiqiong's hand pointed at the foggy forest not far away.

Within the foggy forest, there were a few figures wandering like lonely ghosts, as if they were trapped in their own world.

Chen Mu cursed inwardly: "It's really bad luck, motherfucker!"

Seeing that General Feiqiong was about to leave on horseback, he hurriedly said, "Where are you going? Is it the world of Ye Yao space? Or go back to the real world directly?"

But the female general didn't bother to answer him, and just left a faint sentence: "I'm waiting for you outside."

Judging from this, she seemed to believe that Chen Mu could walk across the bridge of death.

Chen Mu smiled bitterly: "You have so much confidence in me?"

General Fei Qiong turned sideways, and the graceful figure set off by the dark red armor in the thin smoke was like a banshee in hell.

The woman stared at him with invisible eyes: "You are not an ordinary person."

Chen Mu's heart moved, and he started to gossip inexplicably: "General Fei Qiong, I heard that you led troops to defeat the God of War Lu Ge before, is it true?"

"fake."

"..."

"It's just a tie." The woman seemed to be saying insignificant words.

Chen Mu gritted his teeth and stretched out his thumb: "Nice."

There are not many who can draw with Lu Ge, which shows how powerful this woman is, but it is a pity that she died in the palace fight.

Wait, die?

Chen Mu looked at the headless woman, and felt that she should not be considered dead.

It should be to use secret techniques to continue life.

"For a woman like you who fights in the battlefield, do you have a man you like? Or did Concubine Xu Gui match you with a marriage or something?"

Chen Mu's gossip questions are getting more and more outrageous.

But the woman was willing to answer, General Fei Qiong said indifferently: "We are not qualified to talk about love, according to the rules, she is also the young master's woman."

Young master, prince...

Seeing the valiant but headless female general in front of him, Chen Mu couldn't help but shuddered with a chill.