"Why don't you give me the title and put me in the immortal class again, which will fulfill her wish to become a wealthy goddess!" The shameless Moon God actually put forward such conditions and took advantage of her miserable daughter who would not be able to live in peace even if she died. , facing the stern-faced Mo Yunye with three parts threat and one part flattery.
"My heaven cannot tolerate a despicable and shameless god like you who has no maternal love." Mo Yunye seemed gentle and friendly, but he was not someone to be trifled with.
However, the Moon God is not a fuel-efficient lamp: "Does Tianjun insist on forcing Lao Sheng to expose your conspiracy to frame Luo Qian Flower God?"
Mo Yunye was shocked, and a pair of bright eyes shot out with sharp ferocity: "Don't talk nonsense!"
"There is evidence for what I said!" Yueshen pointed at Yixue's body, his eyes equally sad, "Five hundred years ago, I thought it was the Flower God who killed my daughter, but unexpectedly my daughter's body was filled with poison and ulcers. At this point, I realized that she actually died of poisoning! What a coincidence, God has eyes. Lao Sheng met a person in Gou Mountain and fought with her before, and found that the ice needle she shot was also poisoned and melted into water. The poison on my daughter's body is the same as that poison! Although I don't know who the woman is, I dare to say that this kind of water poison comes from the demon clan, and Luo Qianhua God definitely dare not use it Bar?"
With this, Mo Yunye could no longer deny it. At least in front of her, the truth could no longer be concealed. What Mo Yunye had to do now was to kill her with one palm!
Of course, Mo Yunye did the same thing. He made a surprise attack and wielded the power of the wind. Without touching this old poison that was dying, he killed her lingering life in one move.
It was only after she fell that Mo Yunye saw Luo Qian, who was about to be blocked by her figure and was now standing at the door of the hall with her beauty eclipsed.
No matter how calm and calm he was, Mo Yunye's expression changed at this moment: "You... why are you here? How long have you been here?"
Luo Qian stepped into the hall step by step, her body couldn't help but tremble slightly with grief and anger, her black eyelashes were lightly fanned, and her tears were shining brightly: "It's been long enough, enough to hear all your conversations, all your conspiracies, all your frame-ups and injuries. …”
Mo Yunye was about to approach her and gently hug her into his arms: "Don't listen to her monstrous words to deceive everyone..." However, Luo Qian stopped walking and reached out her hand to signal him not to come near: "How long do you think you can continue to deceive yourself? Woolen cloth?"
Mo Yunye lowered his hands and stood quietly, with a gloomy look on his face. He did not answer. He was speechless and had no choice but to acquiesce.
"Five hundred years of unjust imprisonment, I'm not afraid of the pain of prison, or the ridicule of the gods, nor can I bear loneliness. I've spent a thousand years of deathly silence, so why do I care about five hundred years of loneliness? I just... I just can't believe it, you You didn't hesitate to push me into the abyss just because you didn't dare to face our feelings!" Luo Qian went from sobbing to hysterical, with tears streaming down her face and heartbroken.
After five hundred years of loneliness, why didn't Mo Yunye give up on himself for his own selfish desires? However, I can't explain why I am obsessed with protecting a completely strange woman, just because that woman has the aura and temperament of Luo Qianhua
Just because of this, Luo Qian was mercilessly ignored and imprisoned unjustly
yes! It was me who felt sorry for her, but Luo Qianhua was dead, and she died because she wanted to reborn Luo Qian and was unwilling to save her. Even if Mo Yunye regretted it later, he could never go back to the choice he made at that moment!
Subconsciously, he vaguely felt that Luo Qian's life had caused Qianhua's death, so he was unable to face his feelings and joined hands with Luo Qian to share weal and woe, so he put him under house arrest in a prison to give him five hundred years of breathing room.
Wishfully thinking that five hundred years later, it would be the same if she was given thousands of years of happiness in the future, but today the truth was revealed, and all her defenses and hypocrisy were defeated by her "self-deception", and it suddenly dawned on her that she had already gone crazy. Got it!
"Five hundred years ago, even before today, just now, I have always been touched in my heart by your protection back then, so that I don't have to be a mortal and suffer life, old age, illness and death for accidentally killing someone, but... But if it was really me who killed someone. For Yixue, so what if you were reincarnated as a human being? Compared to being let down and cruelly framed by you, so what if you were reincarnated as a human being?" Luo Qian's beautiful face was twisted into ferocious hatred due to grief, "It's best... it's best not to let me find out. Who killed Yi Xue to make you so partial, otherwise, I would have killed her myself, anyway, I have already experienced the jail term in advance!"
Without looking at Mo Yunye again, Luo Qian turned around and left with her hands behind her hands.
Since then, there have been rumors in heaven: Three days after their wedding, the Queen of Heaven and the King of Heaven slept in separate rooms and became strangers...
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"...According to the hearsay, this is what happened!"
Huan Lansha vividly told Qianhua the gossip she had gotten from her research, then looked at Qianhua with a sly look on her face, smiling heartlessly, "Sting Qiu, are you happy? Tianjun and Tianhou don't get along. Tianjun turned out to be I don’t love the Queen as much as the legend says! Are you happy or not?”
"Actually, I'm not happy..." Qianhua lay on her back on the boulder by the clear water lake. Although the scorching sunlight hardly hurt her eyes, it was still quite dazzling and difficult to fight against. She covered her cheeks with her jade hands, unable to see through the changes in her strange expression at this moment, "Yes. It’s so cool! It’s so cool, so cool, so cool!”
Huan Lansha was almost infected by her hypocritical and contrived sadness. After hearing her faint "unhappy" turn, she was really impressed by her heartlessness: "I just said it! Who told him I didn't cherish it back then, but now I know how to regret it after losing it. It's useless! This is called 'unable to live by one's own fault', and you deserve not to be happy!"
Qianhua smiled: "It doesn't matter whether Yaya is happy or not, we just have to be happy ourselves!"
Tianjun Mo Yunye, five hundred and five years ago, Qianhua loved him, five hundred years ago, Qianhua hated him, but today, five hundred years later, Qianhua has no feelings for him at all, no Asking about happiness has nothing to do with sorrow and resentment, and this is the most sad thing about his life.
Huan Lansha came to Qianhua's side and lay naked in the sun in the form of a cat. From a distance, she saw Kuangze admiring the flowers with Li Shang, and nearby, Nan Liyue was enjoying the flowers with Li Shang. The demon general is strategizing.
She and Luo Qianhua were lying on the green lawn at the top of the magic mountain, basking in the sun and stretching, as if the world was peaceful and they had no worries. It is true that in the eyes of the short-sighted little cat demon, Luo Qianhua's influence has penetrated It is already strong enough, at least in the demon world, but in the heavenly world, through the tryst between Yansi and the Rain God, and the private meeting between the Rain God and the Heavenly Mother, small movements are also constantly causing commotion, which makes Huan Lansha sigh with emotion: "Spin Ball, you... Look how happy you are, there are so many people willing to do things for you, and most of them are handsome and extraordinary men!" (To be continued)