Fast Time Travel: The Hypnotized Demon

The body appears to be torn in two.While yelling and refusing to believe it, the flames of blazing anger were burning, and he wished he could rush to question those two people right now.

On the other side, it was as cold as a needle, piercing into his heart.

What can't be believed.

The current Changle doesn't love herself...

So even if you fall in love with someone else, it's only natural.

The swordsman clutched his heart, gasping for breath, his eyes were red, so dry that he couldn't shed a tear.

He thought of his previous life, after he was revived with the last power of Changle, the general who came after searching knocked the swordsman down to the ground again. .

The dark red halberd pierced the swordsman's heart, full of deep resentment that wanted to eat his bones and blood.

'He's still soft-hearted. The general's hoarse voice came into the mind of the gradually blurred swordsman, "He would like to let you live, but I don't want to let him go down alone. '

"He loves you so much..." In the end, Jun Qi's voice trembled, "Go down and accompany him. '

"Changfengyue, if I hadn't been a step late..."

The swordsman raised his head, covered his eyes with the back of his hands, and opened the corners of his mouth bitterly.

Yes, this time, he was one step late.

It was him who was late... But, he was so unwilling.

That person is obviously his.

It's his, it's his, it's his!

The soul was severely torn, and the pain made Changfeng Yue almost speechless.He half-kneeled on the ground, the long |sword was inserted | into the ground, and the roots of his teeth were clenched tightly. The pain in his heart was like a pair of big hands pinching tightly, almost crushing his heart.

He thought he would cry, but even if he lowered his head, not a single tear fell on the ground.The sight is damn clear.

I can't cry...why can't I cry...

The sword engraved with blood patterns screamed and was about to be broken by his master.

Chaonao, who was watching from the dark, sighed faintly, and said: "Do you regret it?"

"Are you in pain?"

"Do you feel like the whole world is meaningless?"

"Do you feel that the person you love the most has betrayed you?"

"Then tell me—" Chaonao suddenly flattened the corners of his lips, "Now you, can you feel the despair, sorrow, and pain of being betrayed in Changle?!"

The swordsman's dull eyes rolled slightly.

"What can you regret?!"

"Aren't you the most coquettish and proud number one swordsman?! Aren't you able to leave Changle alone and marry Zhongxin even on the second day after you made your oath? You just heard Changle and I can't bear the news of other people's marriage. Then let me ask you, what happened to Changle who saw you marrying someone else? What did you make him think? What did you make him do!"

"Last night, my sweet-talking lover was standing next to the half-devil princess I hate, and she was still wearing a red wedding dress."

"What do you make him think..."

how to think……

It's nothing more than lamenting that he fell in love with a prodigal son.

The swordsman's hands were trembling, and his broken voice seemed to be weakly arguing: "I didn't...marry Zhongxin."

"Yeah," Chaonao smiled sarcastically, "It's just that I just happened to wear the skin when I went to the appointment, and the skin just happened to be a pair with Zhong Xin's. Yes, Changle shouldn't be sad, but should smile and forgive you and tolerate you and then watch Hugging you left and right!!"

"Changfengyue," Chaonao laughed as if trying to dig out the swordsman's heart, "Why are you so confident."

Why do you think that Changle will tolerate you so much?

who gave you your face?

Ultrain's voice was mixed with countless personal questions.

"Chang Feng Yue, what I hate the most is your self-righteous appearance!" '

The swordsman who was able to pass the words from Huaxue's mouth with a free and easy smile at that time, was pierced through the body by these words at this moment, and was fixed on the ground.

The swordsman's pupils turned gray.

He smiled silently, without any emotion.When he stood up, he let go of his palm, ignoring the blood dripping from his fingernails, and said to Ultrain: "I want to see him."

Even the last, last try again.

Just give up like this... He won't be reconciled.

If it fails...

The swordsman lightly lowered his eyelids.

Then he will die.

**

Under the gaze of hundreds of millions of people, two equally handsome men stood side by side on the high platform, wearing robes as red as blood.

When the auspicious time came, Jun Qi took one end of the flower ball, held the other end of the flower ball with the other hand, stretched out his hand and raised it in front of the healer.

"Changle." A hoarse call made the young man on the high platform turn his head.The general who didn't notice that he was beside him stiffly and slowly lowered his hand.

Changfeng Yue held the blood-striped long|sword and stood ten feet away.His pupils were full of dead calm, but he tried his best to show a smile, stretched out his right hand, and spread his palm.

He said, "Changle, come to me."

The swordsman didn't even look at the general who was eighty percent similar to him, who should have amazed him. He just stared deeply at the young man with long hair curled up like a god of Luoshen. No one knew the panic and broken last hope in his heart.

Qinghe Changle quietly looked at the person who was trying to smile, until the hard curve of the other's lips gradually disappeared, he took a step forward, and walked towards him under Chang Fengyue's unbelievable eyes.

The general behind him said softly: "Changle."

The healer with black hair and blue eyes just paused in his footsteps, then lifted up again.All that remained was a soft murmur that dissipated in the air.

"Sorry……"

Jun Qi silently watched the two leave together, and let go of the bouquet in his hand.

In this world, the three most hurtful words are sorry.