He waited for this sentence for another five years. During these five years, he saw that the man often went out to fight and had no time to accompany her. He saw that she was just waiting with her children, looking forward to...

Once he went out for something in the Demon World and left for more than half a month, but when he rushed back in a hurry, an accident had already happened. There was a bowl of medicine in front of her...

He looked at her quietly, and he knew that the bowl of medicine was nothing to her. The poison in this world was useless to her, so it would be okay to drink it. If you don’t drink it, it would be better if you don’t drink it, but why did she look at it like this...

He knew how long she had looked at the bowl of medicine, and how long he had looked at her.

Later she called him out and she said she was leaving and asked him to help her. He was so happy at that time that he would not agree...

He didn't ask her, wasn't she capable? Why did she ask for help... He didn't ask. When she was in trouble, she was very happy to think of him, so he naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to ask why...

He later realized that since she gave birth to a child, she had almost lost all her divine power, and it could not be said to be lost, as if she had been sealed. At that time, she had no other way, so she could only think of asking her for help.

She promised that she promised to give him five years...

He was very happy and uncomfortable with this promise. This promise made him feel that this was very similar to a transaction. She asked him for help not to trust him willingly, but to regard this request as a transaction. No one owe anyone after the transaction...

Although it was uncomfortable, this was an opportunity after all. In the past five years, he did his best to make her happy and treat her well...

Five years passed quickly, but he felt that it was not enough, and time was not enough... He tried every means to keep her by his side...

She softened her heart and stayed like this for a few years. In the past few years, she wanted to know the news about her daughter. He tried every means to pay attention to her daughter's affairs. From being stupid to being smart, from being incompetent to everything is the best...

She knew that her daughter was going to get married, so he immediately sent her over to see her daughter...

He asked her, wasn't he good enough to her?

"You are good enough to me, but I don't love you, I can't let my heart down, I have to be sorry for you." Mu Jing admitted that the Demon Lord has taken good care of her for years, but she really doesn't feel anything to him, no matter how good he treats her...

"No, I don't want to hear sorry, Xueer, give me a few more years..."

"No matter how many years it's useless, feelings cannot be forced..." Before the man finished speaking, Mu Jing interrupted him...

Yes, feelings cannot be forced, what is forced is not emotions...

No one noticed the conversation between the demon and the god in this small city... His vision was still in Jade City.

When Feng Suwan sat on the bed and smelled a strong smell of alcohol, she knew that Mo Tianchen had come in. On the wedding night, who would come to Prince Jin’s wedding with a drunken look? There would be no one else except Mo Tianchen.

"You all go out." Mo Tianchen asked Xiniang and several other maids to retreat.

The black official boots in the distance were getting closer and closer. Feng Suwan was very nervous at the moment. She sat on the bed, holding her wedding dress tightly with her hands. She only heard Mo Tianchen sitting next to the table and there was no movement.

Only some sound of water flowing was heard vaguely.

I'm afraid I'm drinking to drown my sorrows... Feng Suwan thought.

Yet, it’s really uncomfortable to get married to a woman and child who “kills” yourself.

I finally took over the official concubine, but my wife was not the one I hoped for. I am afraid that only he himself knew how sad this state of mind was.

When he was entertaining guests, listening to the blessings of those guests' friends, he felt that it was a joke, a huge joke.

Blessings? Haha, it’s not him and his pity, what’s the point of blessings? Response, smile, happiness, it’s just a show-off, that woman is not worthy at all...

Drinking, drinking one cup at a time, the longer he looked at the new house, the more resentment he had towards Feng Suwan, it would be her, she killed his first child, and Lian'er didn't even have a title when she died. She was all a vicious woman...

He snorted coldly, and a glass of wine disappeared again. He lifted the wine pot and continued to pour it, but only a few drops of wine flowed out. Mo Tianchen smashed the wine pot on Feng Suwan's head in anger.

Feng Suwan was not prepared. Unfortunately, she was hit and the wine pot hit her forehead. The blood immediately flowed down, and Feng Suwan didn't make any sound...

Mo Tianchen was angry. He walked over and pulled off the joypaper on Feng Suwan's head. He looked at the wound on Feng Suwan's forehead and wading blood. The blood kept leaving Feng Suwan's forehead along her cheeks...

Feng Suwan looked up at Mo Tianchen, and his eyes were still cold...

Mo Tianchen pressed Feng Suwan on the bed railing, pinched her shoulder and shouted, "Don't you say it hurts? Your woman's expression is really disgusting!"

Mo Tianchen was gasping heavily, his eyes still staring at Feng Suwan, and the force of pinching Feng Suwan's shoulders became a little stronger...

"Do you know how much Lian'er felt at that time? Do you know? She is still pregnant with my child, and that is her first child! Do you know?"

Mo Tianchen almost roared and said this.

She knew...she knew... Feng Suwan didn't look at Mo Tianchen. She didn't want to...or dare not...

Feng Suwan felt dizzy, was it because the blood and blood on her head were flowing too much? Feng Suwan didn't know what the wound on her forehead was like, she only knew it was very painful, heart-wrenching...

Blood flowed down from his face drop by drop, and then fell onto the red wedding dress, turning into a dark red...

Feng Suwan just looked at her wedding dress and the dark red blood marks...

"It's not me, I didn't mean it..." Feng Suwan's voice slowly sounded in Mo Tianchen's ears. The sound was not loud, but it was enough for Mo Tianchen to hear it.

Haha, now I say it’s not her. Now I explain, can Mo Tianchen listen? In his heart, Feng Suwan probably was the murderer who killed Liu Xuelian long ago...

Is it useful to explain what I have already determined in my heart?

Feng Suwan said just one sentence and stopped talking...

She didn't dare to look at Mo Tianchen, not because of the inappropriate reason, but because Mo Tianchen was really scary at this moment, with hatred in her eyes...
Chapter completed!