The Sweetness of the Seventies

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Only at this time, Huo Yingjie would silently thank the little snake!

Without that little spiritual snake, he didn't know when he and He Tiantian would be reunited.

But in return, he has given the little spirit snake some secret techniques, so that the proud little spirit snake can run rampant in the demon world.

"That's great." Huo Yingjie said softly, "Okay, you have to get up early tomorrow, let's go to bed early."

Thinking of the craziness and intensity in the back mountain last night, Huo Yingjie was very satisfied and wanted to come again. However, he thought that He Tiantian would have to get up early to buy things and prepare a banquet tomorrow. It would be very hard, so he would not stop making trouble with He Tiantian.

"Well, let's rest early." He Tiantian said coquettishly, "Hug me!"

"Okay!" Huo Yingjie bent down slightly, hugged the princess gently, and walked around the room.

"Haha!" He Tiantian snickered, "Okay, stop making trouble."

Even if two people have been married for a long time, He Tiantian will still be as coquettish and arrogant as before in private, as a matter of love between the two of them in private.

Not only He Tiantian is like this, Huo Yingjie doesn't talk much in front of outsiders, and he is more serious and cold-hearted. But when there are only two of them, Huo Yingjie is domineering, passionate, crazy, and arrogant...

The relationship between the two has not faded with the passage of time, but has become more and more passionate.

He Tiantian understood that it would be better for her to be a pampered woman, looking up to her man, but instead she was held in the palm of her beloved man's hand.

That's enough.

In the dream, He Tiantian was running in the mountains behind the flowers, followed by Huo Yingjie, leaving behind their laughter and their harvest in the mountain stream.

Mountain peaks, green trees, and flowers all seem to be witnesses of their love.

Finally, the scene turned to a mountain peak high into the clouds, covered with white snow and fluttering snowflakes.

A woman in red is dancing gracefully on the snowy peak, her clothes are fluttering, she is as graceful as a giant, and she is graceful.

The eyebrows are full of affection.

On another mountain peak not far away, an extremely handsome man in black was playing the cave flute with a warm face. His voice was distant and desolate, but because of the person opposite, the flute sound was filled with joy and friendship.

Dance, graceful!

The sound of flute, warmth!

The beauty is as beautiful as a picture, and the sound of the flute is like a complaint!

The love lasts forever!

As soon as the scene turned, the man in black left with his sword on his back. His whole body was filled with surging fighting spirit, and his long hair drew sharp edges in the air.

The woman in red behind her stretched out her hand to grab the man who was leaving, but he was already gone, leaving only two lines of clear tears.

There were only wisps of cold wind between the two of them.

Desolate and a bit sad.

The woman in red's eyes were fascinated by tears, and she couldn't see clearly the distant figure. She hurriedly wiped away her tears, but the figure that made her miss her dearly was gone.

he's gone.

Gone for his duty.

But what should she do?

I can't keep her, I can only keep her in my heart, forever, forever...

A scene came to mind. The woman was still dressed in red, but it was no longer a dance dress with fluttering sleeves, but a dignified and luxurious wedding dress.

The people around were smiling, and there was an endless stream of congratulatory guests coming and going.

In stark contrast to all the beaming people, the woman under the red hijab had two lines of clear tears, which washed away the red makeup on her face, leaving two lines of marks on her face.

Even in her dream, He Tiantian could feel this woman's sadness, sadness, and deep longing...

The woman muttered to herself.

he died?

The woman immediately shook her head, as if she didn't believe it.

He said he was coming to marry her.

Will definitely come back.

But the sound of drum music came to her ears, which made the woman lose her mind and feel a little shaken?

Will he come again?

Can he still make it?

In this life, she just wants to be with him and dance for him on the top of the snow-capped mountains.

A man married in person, and the woman sat on the sedan chair while crying.

He still broke his promise.

The woman couldn't bear to hate him, she could only hate herself for not being able to resist all this...

But she firmly believed that if he didn't come, maybe he was really dead.

Now that he is dead, she doesn't want to live alone in the world.

He had been alone for so many years, and she couldn't bear to let him continue to be alone, so even if he died, she would stay with him.

She heard a poem from a human before and it stuck in her heart.

Since the king came out, who can see the treasured mirror? I miss you like the long river, and I often hear the sound of whimpering.

During the ceremony, the groom turned into the Thousand-Eyed Demon King. A black energy filled the entire hall, followed by a burst of arrogant laughter.

"You have angered me, and you will all die!" A deafening voice lingered in everyone's ears.

The people in the hall and the courtyard were all weak and weak because of the black energy. They could only look at the tall man not far away in horror.

Oh my god, it's actually the Thousand-Eyed Demon King, Mo Ye.

This rare genius from the devil world!

The woman didn't resist and lay quietly on the ground. She was going to die anyway and she didn't care how she died...

The Thousand-Eyed Demon King went on a killing spree, and each immortal became the dead soul of his men.

These dead souls, after being corroded by black, also dissipated between heaven and earth without a trace.

"Today is the day you die." A man floated over, "Let the others go, let's duel!"

"Haha, your sweetheart was robbed by me, and you still turned to them, you are so kind and righteous! Hahahaha..." The man laughed arrogantly, "Chanling, you are a coward, a complete coward, you You can’t even protect your own woman, I despise you!”

The Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord continued to kill as if he was crazy.

The long sword behind Changling God came out of its shell, and sword rays pierced the Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord. The black energy in the hall gradually dissipated under the golden sword rays.

The woman in red who was lying on the ground heard the man's voice and used all her strength to lift the red hijab on her head and look at the person who had made her miss her so much.

he came.

She knew he was coming.

The man's eyes fell on the woman in red, with a hint of sadness on his face.

This dazzling red dress is so annoying.

But everything will wait until the Thousand-Eyed Demon King is killed.

However, the Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord obtained a rare treasure and his skills greatly increased.

In the past, Changling was slightly better than the Thousand-Eyed Demon King, but now the two are equally matched.

Seeing that he was about to fall into a disadvantage, the Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord sacrificed his magic weapon, the Thousand-Eyed Heavenly Mirror, and for a time the sky was filled with shining silver eyes.

Changling was so stung by the silver light that he couldn't open his eyes. He didn't notice a magic spell approaching quickly...

Everyone was secretly frightened.

The Qianshi Demon Sword comes out and kills everything.

The only one who could compete with the Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord, the Changling God, was immediately exterminated.

Masters exchange moves, up and down in just the blink of an eye.