Fang Yiluo understood the woman's words, and it turned out that she also liked Yan Jue's woman.
If it were the past, there would be no turmoil in her heart.
But at this moment, she couldn't tell the feeling in her heart. It seemed that it was more unacceptable than Su Zihan fell in love with other women.
Wangchuan's love was like a small thorn piercing into her heart, a little painful and sore, like a hammer hitting his chest regardless of lightness or weight.
It made her understand something that Yan Jue, who was abandoned like a piece of shabby before, also liked by someone.
"Are you not curious about what happened later?" Seeing that the woman ignored her, her expression on her face became sharp. Her indifferent eyes looked like a sarcasm. A treasure that she could hardly get was obtained so easily in Lu Hanxia's eyes, how could she not stimulate her fragile heart?
"No curious." She didn't dare to be curious about some things, for fear that she would feel even more uncomfortable if she knew about them.
"I watched him torture the beloved woman for life, and all I could do was stay by his side. I fantasized that one day he would turn back, right?" Her expression was a bit of desire, and it was expectation for that man, and finally reached the current disillusionment. "But no, not once, he never looked back, look at the little ghost on the Wangchuan River, the girl named Xiaoyou, not the boy named Wangchuan."
Fang Yiluo heard it now, and she felt the pain of heartbreaking. She hated her obsession and felt sorry for his obsession and regretted it.
"Every time I look at him and look at you, I always want to test his bottom line, deliberately scaring him. Every time my fist is only one centimeter away from you, he will stop, and he will throw me out like an out of control." She pulled out a desperate smile, "Once, twice, three times, and then I can't count how many times I can hold my fist, but he will never accept you."
I was inexplicably sad, but Fang Yiluo didn't know what to say?
"He is such a cold and arrogant person, but because you are so low that you become helpless, out of control, and unlike himself."
Fang Yiluo had tears in her eyes, "I might have to slowly discover his goodness!" She heard different versions of Yan Jue from another woman's mouth, and she felt as if she had died.
"In the past, I always felt that I still have hope. Now that you have turned around, I think my waiting has finally come to an end. Well, he is happy, and I will no longer torture myself." She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Lu Hanxiao, you must like him well, take out all your things to like him. I like him so much that I can't even remember who I am. It's great now." At the end of her speech, she had already started to speak incoherently.
Fang Yiluo was rarely sad. She found that she was so lucky. When she turned around, the person was still waiting for her. How unfortunate the woman in front of her was. She waited for a thousand years, but she finally got nothing.
"you……"
"If you dare to be sorry to him, even if it is destroyed, I can still be reborn and return. I will cut your heart, drink your blood, and eat your flesh, and I will never let you go!" Her face was extremely ferocious, and even began to rise rapidly, swooping towards Fang Yiluo.
The blood-like river water came with waves. Fang Yiluo was stunned for a moment, and her subconscious reaction was to pick up her son, lightly tap her toes, and shouted, "The person who follows me, come out!"
Two men in white appeared out of thin air, and Fang Yiluo threw Yimo over and "protect him."
"Immortal Lord." The two immortals called out worriedly.
Fang Yiluo's eyes flashed with a little confusion, "Let's go, leave someone to help."
Wangchuan is an old ghost for thousands of years, so his magic power is naturally above the immortal she has been a god for more than 20 years. Even if only one person is left, it is not enough to fight against this old ghost.
Although she didn't know why she suddenly attacked herself, she had to defend herself at this time. She cherished her life and hoped to protect her son Zhouquan.
This is something she would rather separate from him than do.
He can be worthy of the little king of hell, and can also take on the role of protecting his children, and be a mother of Yimo and Yaoyao.
She can't always let him protect him. If he is tired one day, she can still be his backing. This is the only way she can respond to love him.
Until, a familiar and strong dead energy surged, and it came so just right.
Suddenly, she seemed to have noticed Wangchuan's intention.
She was anxiously dissuading her to stop, but Wangchuan's face was filled with a relief smile.
Yan Jue stepped on a strong dead aura, his figure seemed like lightning, and his speed was as fast as she had never seen before. His nervous expression almost covered his cold side face that was so gloomy that it dripped out of water.
He once said that the water in the underworld is a bit muddy now, and every inn has illegal things such as lure and dreaming of asking for money. Fortunately, they are all a mess of sand, and there is no real leader. I want you to be the leader, gather them together, and take them all down when they can be wiped out in one fell swoop.
She asked, what reward do I have?
After the event is completed, I will grant you a wonderful afterlife.
And what she wants is never a beautiful afterlife, she only wants her in her eyes.
Even though there was never a woman named Xiaoyou or a young man in Wangchuan in his eyes, she was still willing to help him, not for anything else, just not wanting to see him worry about such a small thing.
So she became the leading ghost and temporarily condensed a plate of loose sand. Everyone seemed to be harmonious, but in fact they were already fighting each other.
Just wait for a perfect opportunity to gather these ghosts together and destroy them all.
After so long, the time is not ripe enough.
But she waited for the news that the little Hell was going to marry the Princess of Hell.
At that moment, Xiaoyou didn't want to wait any longer.
She had thought that since she loved her, she would be vigorous.
Since he couldn't find a great opportunity, she would choose for him.
As the reincarnated sister of the Little Hell King, Xiaoyou knew how much he valued this sister, so she used her fifth thought to attack, not afraid that he would not be angry.
At the last moment, she admitted that she still had selfish thoughts.
I hope he can remember himself for the rest of his life, so he returned to the world and felt the sunshine in the world. For a moment, she was inferior. He humbly liked someone, but she was not the same?
For the sake of his lack of sunshine for thousands of years, she may not be able to see such beautiful sunshine forever.
Her fist stopped when it was one centimeter away from Lu Hanxiao, but his sleeve-long big hand almost destroyed her soul with a strong sense of death.
Lu Hanxiao shouted out of control, "Xiao Jue, don't."
The fifth master paused slightly, the murderous aura on his face faded away, and his eyes were filled with confusion and helplessness.
Xiaoyou smiled foolishly. Maybe the one she fell in love with was his heartbreaking expression at the beginning.
"I'll tell you that I can take back my fist, but you just don't believe me." Her tears shed a series of tears.
Wu Jue looked at Wangchuan in a daze, and Danmo returned to his face, making her unable to see what he was thinking about?
"My name is Xiaoyou, not Wangchuan. Look, she remembers what I said and will not hurt you, but you can't remember it once. Yan Jue, if I completely disappear, will you remember me?"
The fifth indifferent response, "No."
When Xiaoyou heard this, he couldn't tell where it hurt. It was really stupid to expect him to think of himself occasionally because of guilt.
Fang Yiluo couldn't help feeling distressed for her, "Is it worth it? You obviously have the opportunity to reincarnate, but you gave up because of it."
Xiaoyou looked at the tears at the corner of Fang Yiluo's eyes and said in a daze, "I didn't expect that the person who cried for me in the end was you?" He sighed, and then said, "I still have to see him after being reincarnated. Now I don't have to look at him anymore."
Her soul gradually turned into a transparent color, and then slowly dissipated into the air.
From then on, there will be no more girl named Xiaoyou in this world, and there will be no more Wangchuan boy who obeys Yan Jueyan's plan.
Fang Yiluo looked at Xiaoyou who turned into air blankly, feeling uncomfortable in her heart. The fifth master looked her from top to bottom, but was not hurt, and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart again.
The world has returned to normal again, and the endless crowd is moving, passing by Fang Yiluo. No one knows what happened just now?
The fifth master asked, "Where is Yimo?"
Chapter completed!