When Ye Hua looked at Han Mengxiao, Han Mengxiao was also tangled in silence and hatred. After Ye Hua's last words were heard, the cloud that suppressed Han Mengxiao's heart suddenly dispersed. She smiled gently at Ye Hua: "
Ye Hua, what's wrong with you? Why would I want to kill you? I'm your wife."
Han Mengxiao Yingying stepped forward, took Ye Hua's hand, and said softly: "I guess you have just recovered your divine power and are not used to it yet. Now, we are in the Zimo Dynasty in the human world. After you are reincarnated, you will be the Han Dynasty of the Zimo Dynasty.
Your Majesty."
Since he no longer remembers this life or her, Han Mengxiao, she will use his wife to stay by his side, seduce him into falling in love with her, and then throw him away like trash!
Her revenge on him has officially begun!
"Zi Mo Dynasty? King Han?" Ye Hua frowned and lowered his head to see Han Mengxiao holding his hand. She was obviously a strange woman, but he didn't resist her approach.
Her hand was not as smooth and beautiful as his, and could even be said to be a little rough. However, the warm feeling spread where the two hands touched, making him hesitate but not move away.
Zimo Dynasty? He closed his eyes and quickly figured out something.
Most likely, he did not die, but broke through the barrier and fell to earth. He was a mortal for a long time, and he just found himself today.
But, she said she was his wife? A mortal wife?
Without making a sound, Ye Hua activated his consciousness and saw Han Mengxiao's ten thousand years of cultivation. His face turned cold as ice.
"You are not a mortal!"
Han Mengxiao smiled: "What's wrong with you? Of course I'm not a mortal, I'm Xue Ge's sister?"
Like thunder on the ground, Ye Hua's eyes suddenly widened: "What did you say?"
He stood up excitedly, grasped Han Mengxiao's shoulders with both hands, and stared at her face with scorching eyes, as if he wanted to set that face on fire: "Tell me again, who are you? Who are you?"
His shoulder bones were so painful from his scratching that Han Mengxiao's heart trembled slightly and he repeated: "Of course it's me, who else could it be?"
Han Mengxiao took half a step back, opened the distance between him and Ye Hua, and said, "My brother is no longer here, and you ask me this again. Could it be that...are you going to abandon me again?"
Abandoned? She said abandoned? She said again...
Ye Hua caught up with him, with a mixture of joy and surprise on his face: "You... are... Meng'er? It's Meng'er, right? Meng'er is not dead, right?"
"I'm not Meng'er!" Han Mengxiao looked at Ye Hua's reaction with satisfaction and said, "I told you that I'm not Meng'er!" After successfully seeing Ye Hua's pressed eyes, she smiled sweetly and said, "Meng'er
Son, those were all things in the previous life, after reincarnation, I will just be Han Mengxiao."
She looked into his eyes with pure eyes: "I'm just Han Mengxiao, Han Mengxiao."
Reincarnation... Meng'er's reincarnation...
The surprise came too quickly and was too shocking. In addition, he practiced day and night to restore his divine power. When Ye Hua heard this, he felt that the whole world had disappeared, and only the smile in front of him magnified infinitely. Finally, there was a "pop"
, he spit out a mouthful of purple blood and passed out in Han Mengxiao's arms.
The fingertips gently slid across his face, and Han Mengxiao smiled coldly: "Can't you bear it?"
Tilting her head, she traced his features with her eyes: "I haven't seen you for a few months, but your appearance is becoming more and more perfect, more and more... Haha, it's really interesting!"