I became popular after marrying a rebel

Hearing that Mu Changfeng had died, Wen Ya's face was as white as snow, and he was silent for a long time before he smiled wryly, "I'm really disobedient, he didn't listen to a single word I said."

"I thought that he would be sad for a while without you, and he would be relieved sooner or later. If I had known that he was like this, I wouldn't be able to close my eyes even if I died."

"Forget it, that's fine, since he's too attached to life and death, it's a disaster rather than a blessing to live with him forever."

"I'm a complete mortal now, and I can't live until a hundred years. If he still can't see through it, what should he do in a hundred years? It's better to be a mortal too. Live happily in this life, and be with me when you die. The soul returns to heaven and earth, and there is no need to suffer anymore."

After saying a word, Ye Feibai and Sharon had nothing to say for a long time, and they didn't know whether they were ashamed or sighed.

On the other hand, after tidying himself up and coming back, Hutu didn't notice any strangeness in the atmosphere, so he sat down beside Wen Ya, picked up the pre-dinner special drink and tasted it like a puppy drinking water, his whole body trembled from the acid before he realized it. Just now vaguely heard what Wen Ya said, put down his wine glass, and said in shock: "What's the situation? The old Mu is going to die of old age? Then he won't go back? Why didn't anyone tell me such a big thing?!"

Wen Ya: "?"

Sharon was silent for a moment, his eyes blushed unusually, "Sorry, Wen Ya, what I just said was not true."

"Old Hu is reckless, let you know our existence in advance, I am not at ease, and want to try you, so I let Lao Ye cooperate with me and say what I said just now. It is true that Yixiong formed a spirit-calling formation and almost harmed himself. But he didn't come from reincarnation, and he can't escape the suffering of eternal life for the time being."

Ye Feibai also sighed: "Since your death, over the years, people have often brought you news. Some of them told you that you had a dream, some said that you found your remnant soul, and some directly said that you took it away. She. There are a lot of sayings, either to seek revenge, or to use the spiritual power of chance, everyone memorizes the past between you and the old shepherd, but no one knows, you are clear and transparent, far better than ordinary people in the fairy sect, and you don't care Chance spiritual power, just ask a few more questions, and it will be clear soon."

"Aside from you, who in this world would think it would be better for him to be a mortal."

Wen Ya didn't expect it to come out like this. Although he said that just now, but he heard that Chang Feng didn't die, he suddenly felt relieved. He was about to speak, but he lost his breath, so he had to turn his face away and cover his mouth. Mouth coughing intermittently.

Hu Tutu was taken aback, and quickly stretched out his hand to snort his back cautiously, and at the same time started to complain to the two people opposite, "You guys from the blood evil palace can be a demon, try to be a tester, scare him with such a big thing, He is a mortal, like a little rabbit, what should he do if he is frightened?"

"How is your body now? Are you still vomiting blood? Me, me, call a doctor? Can you lie down?"

His memory was still in the last days of his previous life, and for a moment he forgot that Wen Ya was no longer in Wen Zhuyu's physical body, and when he saw him suffering, he became worried. Sharon and Ye Feibai would not have been involved in the same way, but just now they felt guilty for being confused, and they also became confused. One was at a loss, poured a glass of water and handed it over, and the other called directly, ready to ask for help .

Wen Ya regained his strength, quickly waved his hands against his red eyes, and couldn't laugh or cry: "It's nothing, I'm not angry, I just choked."

"You must have worked hard all these years."

"Can you tell me what's going on?"

Now that the three of them had let go of their grievances, they told him many things that were written or not written in the book "Dan Zhi".

After his death, Mu Changfeng looked fine at first, he just held him and sat for a day, then sealed up his body, except that he talked less than before, everything else remained the same.Everyone knows that he didn't give up, and they were young at that time, and they always had a lot of optimistic expectations for things, and they only thought that since there is no feasible way of resurrection in the four worlds of humans, demons, ghosts, and ghosts, when they kill them and go to the God Realm, Maybe there will be another adventure.It wasn't until they set foot on Dry Chan Island and saw the Sky Questioning Mirror that they realized why Wen Zhuyu, the leader of the school, was not weak in cultivation, and why he was seriously injured by a small catastrophe, and died early after lingering for several years.The master and apprentice, in terms of infatuation, don't know who is better than the other.

On that day, Chang Feng was just as written in the book. His spiritual power ran wild and out of control. The island was flying sand and rocks, and the sky was dark. Quan, no one will persuade you.He ignored the wounds and let them bleed. He went back to the Blood Demon Palace and opened the coffin. Wen Zhuyu's body was just as he expected, only a handful of ashes remained.Three days later, he finally came out of the tomb, but it seemed that there was a layer of coldness in his eyes.

He transplanted the Huoli tree back from Demon Extinguishing Valley, and set up a formation around it, and no one could approach it. He occasionally stood under the tree for a few hours when he was free, and no one knew what he was thinking.

After they rebuilt the order of the six realms, although it was not their original intention, the realms took them for granted as the hottest new gods.Yishuang ordered that the upper and lower members of the Blood Evil Palace should not accept private offerings from all realms, and those who violated them would be punished, including Ye Feibai and Mutu, but there was still a gap in one thing—the method of resurrection.Leaving this hole, it caused them troubles, true and false, people with different intentions came in an endless stream, someone found out who asked for this resurrection method, so the fake Wen Zhuyu began to spring up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. pop up everywhere.

After Kuchan Island, they didn't believe that there was still a way to revive Wen Zhuyu. Only Mu Changfeng was still unwilling to give up. Remembering that Wen Zhuyu said that he came from another place, he began to try to break out of the six realms and find Where he came from.They didn't dare to let him know about these fake Wen Zhuyu, for fear that he would be unpredictable now, get angry and cause murder, so they had to go to "Wen Zhuyu" one by one for a while, and the fakes were enough to make up several [-]s. Fortunately, most of the parties did not cause any damage.Only in the soul-gathering formation, they collectively lost their minds and almost caused a catastrophe.

Wen Ya could hardly breathe, and his heart felt uncomfortable. The dishes on the table went according to the menu, but he didn't move a mouthful. Hearing this, he asked again: "What happened next?"

Sharon turned her head to look at Ye Feibai, and smiled at him softly, "I found a way to come here later, so we all came here together."

I just finished eating my morel mushrooms, and I was stretching out my hand to take Ye Feibai's foolishness towards me, saying in agreement: "Yes, yes, it's like boys like to hold hands and go to the toilet together, anyway, you know Well, we like to get together for everything. Hey old Wen, although it is grass, it still tastes good, you can eat two bites—"

Wen Ya nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

The story sounds complete at first glance, but it is vague in many important places.For example, why did Makino lose his memory, but the three of them could remember everything; for example, why Fei Shu Mingming also appeared in the story just now, and had a deep relationship with them, but he didn't come here with them; What is the way to get here, how do they go back here in the future?Wen Ya knew in his heart that if they didn't talk about it, they must be concealing it on purpose. Even if he pressed him, he couldn't ask anything, so he simply didn't ask any more questions, and he could wait for time to give him the answer.

There is another thing they can't answer, that is, why is Changfeng so persistent to him?He only said that he had wishful thinking in his previous life, but Changfeng had no affection for him, and the two of them never crossed the line in their lives.But after he died, he suffered so much, and couldn't let go of it for years.

He couldn't figure it out, but the answer didn't seem very important to him.They had wasted too much time, and he didn't want to waste another moment.

After finishing this meal, Hututu continued to make desserts, while sighing sadly: "The next time we meet, I will take Lao Mu with me. Then you two will get engaged, get married, and your child will have a full moon. The distance is getting farther and farther, and everyone is not affectionate at all—”

Wen Ya was confused for a moment whether he should correct him or comfort him. Sharon, who was opposite, compared his head to him, spread his hands, and signaled to him that he was confused and out of his mind, and asked him to ignore it. I had no choice but to reach out and pat him on the shoulder, "I'm going to apply for a US visa. Next time I go to Las Vegas on vacation, you can teach me skydiving, okay?"

Hutu was stunned, but suddenly he opened his arms and hugged him, switched to Sichuan dialect, and said seriously: "You have to live as soon as possible, be happy every day, you can't take care of yourself, don't always be considerate of others, Xiao do not know?"

When returning home, Ye Feibai was on the same road with him, so he drove him back. Before getting out of the car, he took out his mobile phone to show him, "Sharon asked me to say sorry to you again."

Wen Ya said: "You are the most loyal friends in the world, I don't mind, in fact, I am very grateful in my heart... But it seems too outlandish to say this."

Ye Feibai nodded, "It hasn't been easy for her these years. She fought and killed with us, and she took on too many things by herself, and her temper became a little weird. It's not the same as before, and no one can figure it out. But She has always liked you very much, and she also regards you as an elder brother in her heart."

Wen Ya's heart softened, and he whispered, "I know."

Ye Feibai smiled and said, "I am the same. So as long as you need help, you can always find me. If you don't dare to say more, you still have the capital to walk sideways in the entertainment industry."

After Wen Ya got out of the car, he opened the car window and lit a cigarette. Seeing Wen Ya turning his head, he waved at him with a cigarette in his mouth.

Wen Ya smiled and waved at him.

Now that he has figured out that Makino will return to his world in the future, and he doesn't want to worry about the relationship between the two, Wen Ya doesn't want to waste their time anymore.At 02:30 in the afternoon, he went to the fresh supermarket to pick up his favorite vegetables, fruits, meat and poultry, neatly prepared a few side dishes, then changed his clothes and took a shower, went out to the studio to wait for him to finish shooting magazines, and then picked him up to go home with him.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, it's the end of winter in Beijing, and the sky is getting dark. The interviews with the characters on the inside of the magazine have almost come to an end. Makino is sitting casually on the sofa. He has just finished shooting the cover. He is wearing very Japanese and spring clothes. Printed shirt, the cuffs are rolled up, revealing the beautiful forearm, the expression on the face is also very light, the lips are relaxed, and the corners of the lips are down, which is the kind of high-end feeling that the fashion circle likes very much.The reporter asked him how he spent the Spring Festival holiday, and he answered casually: "It's similar to everyone else, eating, sleeping, checking Weibo—"

Halfway through the conversation, I saw a staff member wearing a mask in the room, but suddenly his eyes lit up, and the corners of his lips began to rise unconsciously.

The reporter was having a headache thinking about how to guide him to speak more, but it was rare to hear him continue, "But this year is a bit different."

"This year I set off fireworks at the Fifth Ring Road, went to a temple fair, and learned how to make dumplings... In short, every day is very happy, and I hope that every year in the future can be like this."

With a smile in his eyes, the "staff" made a quick gesture to him through the mask.

"I promise you, it's a deal."