Honglian didn't see it.

The two places were crystal clear and flowed down from the corners of his eyes.

He cried!

But he still had to drive her away.

This is fate.

Although Wei Ziqing never believed in fate...

But at this moment, he believed it.

Even if he is a quasi-saint or even a saint, he still believes it!

Because, he can't change anything.

This prehistoric continent is just a matter...

And he.

And Hongjun.

The two of them are the two players in this game...

Honglian still didn't leave.

A whole year.

Honglian sat on the edge of the cliff, and she looked at the path.

She is waiting...

I hope he can come to see him one day...

But not!

He never showed up...

Her tears flowed and even, in the end, even blood and tears came out.

The entire Buzhou Mountain has been shrouded in a gloomy area, and her anger has affected the entire Buzhou Mountain...

This is a sign that you are about to step into Daluo.

However, she still did not make any breakthrough.

Because after a year, she finally stood up.

"Are you really that ruthless?"

She wiped away her tears and smiled miserably as she looked at the direction of the courtyard.

"There is nothing wrong with loving someone..."

She murmured.

I looked at the direction of the courtyard deeply, and finally left without looking back...

Hate?

She didn't know, but she knew, she had no regrets!

In the courtyard...

Wei Ziqing also stood here for a whole year.

At all times, he was paying attention to the red figure on the cliff.

He heard what she said when she finally left.

He sighed.

wind……

Blow by...
Chapter completed!