My heartbeat seemed to be completely disordered and was throbbing wildly.
Xi Yue held the Lishui Sword tightly in her hand, suppressed her trembling, and slowly raised her head.
In that instant, when that familiar face came into view, Xi Yue could no longer hold back, and hot tears surged into her eyes, blurring her vision and confusing her time and space.
It’s Nangong Yu!
It’s really Nangong Yu!
The man she thought she had lost and would not see again for a long, long time, the man who had made a vow to her but had already been separated from her by death, really appeared before her.
It was not an illusion, nor a dream, but the reality... Nangong Yu, the man she loved!
Xi Yue blinked, tears rolled down her eyes, her lips opened and closed gently, and she murmured: "Nangong Yu, do you know how hard it was for me to wait for you."
Her voice was very soft, almost a silent whisper.
So the man who walked in front of her only heard the two words "Nangong".
The feeling of helplessness and sympathy that originally came from Xi Yue's tears and sadness was suddenly replaced by anger and jealousy.
Nangong... Nangong again?! This was the second time he heard this name from her!
This woman really loves the "Nangong" she mentioned? !
Ling stretched out his hand, and touched the girl's tender cheek with his cold fingertips. His fingertips with thin calluses gently wiped the tears on the girl's face. His movements were indescribably gentle and cherishing, but the words he spoke were icy and cold, as if he was a Shura from hell.
"Finally found you, Xi'er!"
"I said, you belong to me. No matter where you run to, you will come back to me in the end."
The low, magnetic voice carried a slight chill, and was almost identical to Nangong Yu's voice, but Xi Yue suddenly broke out of her dazed and dreamy state.
She took a step back almost instinctively, looking at the man in front of her in confusion, "You... you are?!
The man's face, which could charm all the beauties in the world and make all women intoxicated, slowly formed a cold smile, and his eyes looking at her were bright and blazing, as if burning with blazing flames.
"Xi'er, it's only been a few months since we last met at Biluo Peak. Have you forgotten it so quickly?"
Xi Yue's eyes suddenly widened, and she took another step back. All the sadness and longing were thrown out of her mind, leaving only disbelief and shock, "Ji Mingyu?!!!"
How is it possible?! The man in front of her clearly had the same face, figure, and voice as Nangong Yu, but... but he was not Nangong Yu, but the pervert who tried to imprison her on Biluo Peak—Ji Mingyu
Ji Mingyu took a step forward and hugged her slender waist. His deep voice was filled with anger, as well as burning longing and desire. "Since you are here with me again, don't even think about running away!"
The entire arena was plunged into an eerie silence.
Everyone stared at the two people on the ring in amazement, unable to believe their eyes.
Aren't you going to fight? Aren't you going to challenge me to a duel? What's going on now
Why did Zero Seven cry when he saw Zero, and why did Zero, the always cold, heartless and superior male god, actually hugged Zero's waist in a strong and domineering manner
Wait, aren't both of them men
Xi Yue was no less shocked and bewildered than the audience at the scene. (To be continued)