But the way of heaven is different from child's play. Someone really needs to be punished. If the Holy Lord agrees, he can punish you, but it will definitely not be in the same way... "
Di Fuyi said calmly: "I know this. No matter what the punishment is, I will take it."
The Cang Qiong Jade was so moved that it shone brightly. I didn’t expect that the Holy Lord could do this for its owner. Alas, it’s a pity that the owner can’t see it in person...
It suddenly blessed his heart: "Holy Lord, you can actually make a condition that my master will be reborn in this world in time and meet you again..."
Di Fuyi paused for a moment and said calmly: "Let her be reborn in time to face my fall again?"
Cangqiong Jade: "... This way you won't have any regrets."
Di Fuyi hugged Gu Xijiu and turned around to leave: "If possible, I just hope that after she is reborn, she will never remember me, completely forget who I am, and live a free and easy life in this world."
Cangqiong Jade: "..."
Cang Qiongyu paused for a moment, followed immediately, and mustered up the courage to refresh the screen again: "If she completely forgets you, she may fall in love with other men in a long time, and sleep with other men together..."
Di Fuyi paused for a moment, then walked out again. Just when Cang Qiongyu thought he would never answer again, his slightly hoarse voice came out faintly: "That's not bad."
"But if she resurrects with her memories, still remembers you, and even knows the truth, but you have passed away, leaving her without a chance to make amends, will she be more regretful?"
Di Fuyi paused in his steps.
Will she regret it more
He was sure she would!
She loved him dearly, and even risked her life for him. If it was the situation Cang Qiongyu said, she would regret it for the rest of her life, and it would be a permanent thorn in her heart. And he can't wash away her memory no matter what...
... Gu Xijiu was half up and down, and she was a little confused.
Below is an amethyst car. The interior decoration is simple and comfortable, and the style is her favorite.
There were two people sitting side by side in the carriage.
A man dressed in white as snow, with black hair like a waterfall, with unparalleled handsome features, and an aura so powerful that people ignore his peerless appearance. Gu Xijiu could recognize this man's bones even after he was burned to ashes. He was naturally the Holy Lord Huang Tu and also Di Fuyi.
Sitting next to him was a young girl in green clothes. Her facial features were cool and refined, her figure was graceful and graceful. She was extremely beautiful, but it was a pity that she was dead.
Gu Xijiu is naturally very familiar with this body. It is her own...
Di Fuyi put an arm around the girl's slender waist and rested the girl's head on his shoulder. From the looks of it, the gesture was unusually intimate.
Gu Xijiu felt a little sour and sad in her heart.
She had actually missed that embrace for a long time, but in the past six months, when she saw him, she was either a stranger to him, or they respected each other like ice. It had been a long, long time since she had sat together so intimately.
It's a pity that he was holding a corpse, and she could see it but not feel it.
Gu Xijiu could feel that she was floating on the roof of the car, but she couldn't see her body when she looked around...
She floated there in confusion for a moment, confused about the situation.
Her memory still lingered on the moment when she and Mo Zhao died together.
She remembered that she was clearly dead, her soul was clearly gone, and she was unconscious. How could she suddenly appear here again
(End of chapter)