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1507. She is gone

Fang Xiyan and Yi Zichen kept holding hands as they fell straight into one of the whirlpools.

What is that?! Could it be some damn reincarnation disk?! Are they going to travel back in time like this?! If she leaves like this, she will definitely not come back! Three hundred and eighty thousand years, how is he going to survive it?!

Feng Xiaoxun's heart sank suddenly, and there was a bang in his head. A huge panic swept over him! He couldn't care about anything anymore and rushed forward: "Xi Yan, don't leave!"

He looked crazy, his purple eyes instantly turned red, and the rage around him surged like a tidal wave.

If one person fights to the death, ten thousand people cannot stop his courage, let alone the one who is fighting for his life now is this Demon Lord? Even Hua Baoyue did not dare to face him directly. He glanced at the whirlpool and knew that everything was a foregone conclusion, so he got out of the way.

Lost my body...[

Feng Xiaoxun rushed straight towards the whirlpool like a flash of fire: "Fang Xiyan, you dare to leave!"

But it was too late! Before he could rush to the whirlpool, Fang Xiyan fell into it. He watched helplessly as she was swallowed up by the whirlpool and disappeared...

Just before her body was about to be swallowed up by the whirlpool, Fang Xiyan finally looked up at him, opened her mouth, and finally uttered a few words: "Feng Xiaoxun, never see you again!"

Although the voice was not loud, every word reached Feng Xiaoxun's ears. He was so frightened that he jumped towards the whirlpool regardless of everything!

Unexpectedly, the vortex suddenly disappeared out of thin air before his feet touched it. He stepped on the air and became a free fall, falling like lightning!

His heart was shrouded in great despair. He was so distracted that he had no time to react. He fell to the ground with a thud and fell into the flowers...

Those flowers were all roses with thorns. Although the flower demon of the roses was afraid of him, he smashed them down with such thunderous force that he had no time to move the surrounding flowers away...

If he were an ordinary person, he would definitely fall into pieces if he fell from such a high place. However, Feng Xiaoxun had an immortal body after all, so apart from the fact that he was temporarily confused by the fall, it was not a big deal.

When he got up from the ground in embarrassment with rose thorns all over his body, he saw Hua Baoyue and Yi Lingxi jumping into a large whirlpool hand in hand. Hua Baoyue smiled at him while jumping down.

, he made a gesture, like waving goodbye...

"Don't leave!" He roared and wanted to fly straight up, but saw that the whirlpool had disappeared out of thin air, the sky was as blue as a water mirror, and a few white clouds floated slowly, as if those people had never appeared before...

Feng Xiaoxun stood there blankly. A gust of wind blew by, causing the petals he smashed on the ground to fly all over the sky. It also ruffled his hair and blew off the remaining petals on his body, making him look even more...

driven to distraction……

She is obviously wearing a scarlet robe, the color is like fire, and she is obviously as handsome as a celestial being, but at this moment, they are like withered petals, miserable and miserable.

She left again! She turned back and made a decisive decision without a trace of nostalgia or hesitation...

Her departure this time was different from her death that time. That time she died for him, this time she abandoned him like worn out shoes...

It was a complete accident that she came here. If she left completely this time, she would definitely never come back again!

Three hundred and eighty thousand years


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