Half a year ago, he watched with his own eyes the Destiny Master, who was more than ten thousand people, was seriously injured and jumped into the abyss for her.
He stood on the tree vine for a long time, and until Yan Ruoyao left, he didn't have the courage to jump down.
Perhaps, this is the difference between him and Mo Baici.
He couldn't do what he did, risking life and death for love...
He had been in the Borderless Land for half a year. If he hadn't been a spiritual magician and could absorb the essence of the sun and moon as a supply, he would have starved to death.
Unfortunately, the essence of the sun and moon is not enough to allow him to possess spells in the boundless land.
He was in a trance and lived in seclusion for half a year.
I was able to leave this place in the end because the battle between good and evil at Sun Xiyu Bay inadvertently opened the enchantment door.
After he came out, he heard about the battle and learned that they were all still alive.
And the one thing he wanted to do most was to see her.
Just one side is fine…
"It seems that it took you a lot of time to come out of the boundless land." Luo Qingchen looked at Li Jinfeng with a cold look and said: "Actually, if you fell into the endless abyss with us that day, maybe you wouldn't have to It took so long to get out of there.”
He didn't care about her life or death at the moment. Everyone has the right to be selfish.
"Ah -" he seemed to be suddenly confused, then shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "I see, no wonder -"
No wonder, they came out of the boundless land,
No wonder, they teamed up to defeat the Demon King,
No wonder, they have become a natural couple praised by the world...
"Qingchen..." Li Jinfeng took two steps forward, looked at her and said, "Do you still remember the first time we saw snow?"
Luo Qingchen's eyebrows frowned slightly, it seemed like it was the second year since the original owner came to Xuankong Residence.
Due to the weather in Xuankongju, there had been no snow for a hundred years. That year she said she wanted to see snow. Li Jinfeng put down everything in his hands and took her to the mortal world to enjoy a white snow that only belonged to the two of them.
"So?" Her eyes were extremely indifferent, as if the past memories could not leave a trace of good things in her mind.
Maybe there is, but the memory of the original owner was too tragic later, and all the hatred overshadowed the original love.
"I regret-" He bit his lip and almost used up all his courage to say these four words.
He finally wanted to face his heart.
It turned out that he had fallen deeply in love with her unconsciously for a hundred years.
But when Yan Ruoyao appeared, he tried his best to convince himself that only the fate in the previous life could bring about the results in this life.
He was too attached to the person he missed in his previous life, and missed the person he loved in this life.
It's him, I'm sorry for her...
"Li Jinfeng, do you know how ridiculous it is to say 'I regret'?" She narrowed her eyes, there was a little mist in her eyes, or maybe there was something in the original owner's heart. of moving expression.
With a wave of her right hand, she opened the barrier of the little mushroom, and the pink petals gently circled around it and were brought into her arms.
"Qingchen...I..."
"There is nothing to regret." She interrupted him directly, took a deep breath and said, "Li Jinfeng, I am no longer the original Luo Qingchen."
"I know..." He wanted to explain something, but it was stuck in his throat and he couldn't say anything in the end.
"Listen to me first." She nodded slightly, looked at him and said, "I don't know if that girl will forgive you, but if it were me, I wouldn't. You don't have to regret it, because she won't come back. It’s—”
Luo Qingchen didn't know that Li Jinfengming didn't understand what she said, but it didn't matter whether she understood or not.
None of this had anything to do with her, she just wanted to get down the mountain as soon as possible.
Because at this moment, her mind was filled with the figure of the boy in white. (To be continued)