In the stone room, Zi Yihan was sitting cross-legged on a lotus seat in the center, dressed in black clothes. Spiritual energy and divine power were flowing around him, covering his face in a blur. Only the corners of the walls and the round lamp holders were visible.
The night pearl emits a cold and faint light.
There must be some fatal misunderstanding that caused her, his beloved, to hate him in the previous life.
This misunderstanding continues into this life, causing pain in two lifetimes.
He had to hurry up, retrieve the lost memory, and resolve this misunderstanding, otherwise... otherwise... he was afraid to imagine... he didn't dare to imagine!
As soon as he closed his eyes, it was her cold and determined gaze, her boneless smile, and the ruthlessness with which she threw the divorce letter to him and slapped his heart hard.
Can't! Can't lose her! He loves her so much that he loses all reason.
If love cannot keep her, then wait until he recovers his divine power and returns to the thirty-third heaven, even if he uses hatred, he will keep her by his side!
I don't know how long it took, but the aura surrounding Zi Yihan suddenly disappeared without a trace. The corners of his mouth moved, revealing an extremely evil smile.
Then, he opened his eyes.
Those eyes were as red as blood, emitting a light that was brighter and more piercing than the scorching sun.
There were even more purple tears, falling slowly along the unmoved eyes, falling on the lotus seat where Zi Yihan was sitting. The lotus seat carved from stone accepted the purple tears and instantly turned into a real flower.
things...
The door of the stone room opened. Han Mengxiao's figure appeared at the door.
She glanced at the man on the purple lotus, was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and said: "Ye Hua, congratulations."
The man on the purple lotus cast his cold gaze on her and said in a bad tone, "Who are you?"
It is true that Zi Yihan recovered the memory of his previous life, and now he is the main god of Zhongtian - Ye Hua.
But about this life...
"Me? Who am I?" When Han Mengxiao heard this, she suddenly burst out laughing: "Ye Hua, don't you know who I am?" She stared at him for a long time, and finally identified the man who was so close at hand.
, I really forgot about her.
Smiling, Han Mengxiao said: "My name is Han Mengxiao!"
Every word is filled with hate!
Forgot her? Just forgot her like that?
Before she even started to take revenge on him, he actually forgot about her? How ridiculous is this? How ironic is this!
Good! Very good!
Ye Hua narrowed his eyes and clearly felt the hatred and murderous intent coming from the woman at the door. His face darkened: "Who are you? Do you think you can kill me just by yourself?"
He didn't know why he was in this stone room. His memory only existed when Meng'er jumped off the Zhuxian Platform. He didn't want to live anymore. He hit the barrier between heaven and earth in an attempt to kill himself, but failed.
Really? Are you just pretending to be dizzy?
Meng'er died, and disappeared into ashes under the Zhuxian Tower, but he is still alive, immortal, and will live forever!
Is this the punishment Meng'er gave him?
Let him miss her with eternal regret and eternal loneliness.
He cast his deep and deep gaze on the pretty woman by the door.
Who is this woman? And what is the undisguised hatred in her eyes?
After looking at each other for a long time, Ye Hua spoke: "Han Mengxiao?" His aching mind went blank, and there was no trace of this woman's existence. He asked: "Tonight, what night?"