Under the dark night, dark clouds enveloped the sky above the Demon Realm Palace.
Wow!
In the closed hall, the sound of breaking glass continued to be heard.
Luo Liangyin stood outside the door, her raised palm not landing on the door frame for a long time.
"Master... Master..."
Liang Yin suddenly heard a cry in the room and was startled.
Familiar yet unfamiliar memories flooded into my mind in an instant.
Well!
The sharp stinging pain made her cover her head tightly and staggered to her knees.
The memories that flashed by so fast, sometimes hurriedly, sometimes slowly.
She held on to the door frame, panting heavily, and the black hair on her forehead was already wet with sweat.
I don’t know how long it took, but there was a soft squeaking sound.
Liangyin finally pushed open the closed door.
The fragrance of cold roses comes to my face.
The first thing you see is a large bloody rose vine, climbing in every corner of the room.
And the handsome man in red was kneeling on the ground in despair.
Scarlet blood spread under him, and wherever the blood passed, it turned into roses and thorns.
The man's beautiful pupils, as beautiful as glass, were gently tied up with a red ribbon.
There was still blood spreading under the man's eyes. He seemed to have noticed someone coming in and couldn't help but cover his forehead in pain:
"Didn't I say that? Don't come in!"
Si Lingye thought it was the male god who came in and didn't think much about it at all.
Until I smelled the faint fragrance emanating from the girl, I couldn't help but be startled. He opened his mouth and said in disbelief:
"Who are you?"
"I'm sorry, Qingluo."
Liangyin stood there, his eyes red and filled with pain, as if he had lost all hope.
Regret and sadness almost overwhelmed her.
Si Lingye's pupils shrank suddenly when he heard the word Qingluo, and he staggered to his feet.
Scarlet blood was dripping from the corners of his eyes and onto the bright red petals on the ground.
"Yin'er..." Thousands of words are stuck in my throat. At this moment, Si Lingye looked so embarrassed and fragile.
It seemed that as long as there was a straw, he could be crushed at this moment.
Liangyin opened his mouth. The dryness in his mouth was accompanied by tears. It took him a long time to say, "Long time no see."
The candlelight flickered in the room, and the cold fragrance of roses mixed with the sweetness of blood.
The two of them didn't speak, just stood quietly.
As if a century had passed, and as if a moment had passed, Si Lingye raised his slender palm, wanting to touch the face of the girl in front of him.
But at the moment when he was about to touch her, Liangyin suddenly took a step back.
Si Lingye's hand suddenly froze in the air.
"Ah… "
Liangyin suddenly laughed, but tears kept falling.
"Thank you for always being so kind to me, but we are from two different worlds. Please live a good life in the future and forget about me."
Liangyin tried her best to keep her voice emotionless, and before she finished speaking, she turned around and left.
"Luo Liangyin!"
His wrist was suddenly grabbed by the person behind him. Before Liang Yin could react, he ran directly into a cold embrace.
The cold fragrance of roses hits my face.
"What kind of place do you think my heart is? That I can let you walk around here and there as you please?"
At this moment, Si Lingye's arms were holding Liangyin very tightly, as if he wanted to melt the person in his arms into his bones and never separate again.
"Do you know how long I've been waiting for you? I almost forgot why I was so persistent in the first place...
You appeared when I was desperate, but why did you kill all hope in an instant? "
The cold water drops fell on Liangyin's shoulders. He was slightly shocked. He looked up and saw Lanzi's tears mixed with blood streaking across his face.
Such a fragile man overlapped with the man in his memory, and it felt as if a hole had suddenly opened in his heart, making him miserable.
She raised her palms, ready to hug the man in front of her.
But as if he thought of something, his hand suddenly stopped.
Liang Yin bit her lip, forced back her tears, turned around suddenly, pushed Situ Ye away, and said angrily:
"Who do you think you are? So what if we were together in the past? Don't you know very well? It's not you I like at all!"
The decisive and hurtful words penetrated Si Lingye's bleeding heart like a sharp sword.
In an instant, Si Lingye's face turned as pale as paper.
"Yin'er..." Si Lingye was still struggling. He didn't want to believe this fact, he didn't want to believe it, he didn't want to believe that Liang Yin didn't love him.
"Situ Ye, please wake up, I have stopped loving you a long time ago."
Before she finished speaking, Liangyin had already left the door and disappeared into the night.
The most painful thing in the world is to die. At this moment, Situ Ye truly felt the feeling of being abandoned by the world.
It's as if everything means nothing to him...
He has been persistent for a thousand years, why is the result like this
…
At some point, dark clouds rolled in the dark night sky, and there was thunder and lightning.
The rain fell in torrents.
The girl who was running in the forest was wet all over and cried heartbreakingly.
"sorry Sorry… "
Liangyin tripped over a branch and fell heavily to the ground. A sharp branch on the side cut her cheek.
She was in a miserable state, her voice was heartbreaking, and she was miserable and desperate.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the bloody rose petals in her hand, biting her lip gently: "Qingluo... I'm sorry, I don't want to hurt you anymore, just forget about me."
Liang Yin urged him to use the Soul Condensing Pearl to change his life against the will of heaven. Changing one life for another is the reincarnation of heaven, and no one can stop it.
In three months, she would die of disorientation, and she didn't want Si Lingye to get hurt for her again.
She already owed him enough. Nangong Lianxi was dead, and she didn't want Si Lingye to become the second...
After that day, Liangyin never met Si Lingye again.
In the forest with lush trees, Liang Yin followed Mo Lixiu towards the ghost realm.
"Hey, Xiao Mozi, is there really a spiritual creature in the ghost realm that can keep me alive? Why do I feel that it is unrealistic?"
Liangyin touched her chin in confusion, with a confused look on her face. At this time, she didn't even notice that the face of the man who stopped in front of him turned green:
"How many times have I told you not to call me by your name?"
"I know, I know, tell me quickly, the ghost prince who just woke up after being sealed for thousands of years.
Is it really like what they say, that he is astonishingly good-looking and as good-looking as the Son of God? "
"Hey! Hey! Why are you walking so fast, Mo Lixiu? You haven't answered me yet."
… …
Liang Yin hurriedly followed, and Mo Lixiu cast a speechless glance at the girl next to him:
"Are you transformed from a pig demon? Don't you have any sense of urgency that the end is approaching?"
Mo Lixiu gets angry every time he thinks of this. Ever since Liang Yin came back a few days ago, his whole person seems to have changed.
Not to mention heartless, life suddenly changed from lifeless to colorful.
For ordinary people, this is a good thing.
But wouldn't it look too strange if it were placed on a dying person
The most important thing is that Mo Lixiu realized that he actually cared about Liangyin's life and death. Obviously if Liangyin died, he would be able to get rid of her.