"Master, this disciple is not angry, Yunhuang is very good to me, I want to marry him, please master, please go to the Internet to read novels."
"I'm sorry, Master, then please drive this disciple out of the school!"
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"Wuxiang, I will never fall in love with you again in the next life."[
"I'm going to die, and there will be no next life... It's so good..."
"The flowers are fragrant. I have tried my best to save Shahua's petal. Her soul has been dispersed. It is unknown whether she can be resurrected, because this petal has nothing to rely on and can only be used by the supreme."
Spiritual energy nourishes day and night..."
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Countless past events are spinning and whistling in my mind like windmills.
Shahua as a child, Shahua as an adult, the days when master and apprentice depended on each other.
In order to get rid of the fate of losing the person he loved most, he deliberately treated her coldly, but in the end he made a big mistake.
It caused her to lose her soul on the Zhuxian Platform...
"Shahua!"
Mo Qingcheng finally murmured softly. His face was as white as snow and he staggered in.
The manjus and sandals under his feet swayed gently, seeming to welcome his arrival.
The moment it touched him, it shattered silently, scattered in the air, and turned into little red lights jumping around the room...
Finally, he rushed to the ice coffin and touched the face of the woman inside the coffin with trembling hands.
"Shahua, I'm here, I'm back... Shahua! I'm sorry, Shahua, I almost forgot about you... Shahua..."
He was almost lying on the ice coffin.
Ye Xuanji stumbled and almost fell!
Her face turned pale at this moment! She opened her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't.
"Mo Qingcheng, get up! Who is she? What is your relationship with her?! How could you do such a betrayal to her in front of Xuanji?! Get up and explain clearly what you said.
The treasure in question is a woman. You asked Xuanji to breed the artifact for you just to meet this woman? Get up and speak clearly!"