Cannon fodder quick time travel: male protagonist, please drive

Chapter 340 The Flower Blooms for Thousands of Years and Is Undefeated as a Demon, But How Can I Meet a Beautiful Woman 18
"Tsk, this taste is really delicious." "Mo Junchen" licked his blood-red lips, his eyes were full of sexiness and sex appeal, and "Bing Ruoyan" also shrank in that corner, raised his That little face like a peach blossom is full of grievances and loneliness.

"Master..." "Bing Ruoyan" reached out to Mo Qingyan, her always smart eyes leaving two lines of clear tears. She grabbed the broken clothes to cover the bruises all over her body. She looked at his red lips and trembled slightly, "I...am I being...master...I..."

"Yan'er! Don't be afraid! The master is here!" Mo Qingyan looked at the pitiful appearance of "Bing Ruoyan", and wished to kill "Mo Junchen" in heartache, but he could do nothing but rush forward. He pushed "Mo Junchen" away fiercely, and hugged "Bing Ruoyan" tightly to comfort her, "Yan'er, don't be afraid, no matter what happens, Master will never abandon you!"

"Really?" "Bing Ruoyan" timidly raised her eyes and looked at Mo Qingyan, as if she wanted to remember him deeply in her bones. The love and affection in her eyes made Mo Qingyan's heart throb. , he gently touched her cheek and called her name, thankfully she still loved him.

However, is it true?

Mo Junchen looked into Mo Qingyan's eyes, with sarcasm flashing in his eyes. He pushed Mo Qingyan away suddenly and laughed, "Hahaha, look at you, Mo Qingyan, do you think Yan'er really loves you? Don't be naive. !”

Mo Junchen recovered his original body, and his blue hair scattered wantonly behind him. His monstrous face evoked a mocking smile. Looking at Mo Qingyan's dazed appearance, his heart became more relaxed, and he pointed at the man who had also returned to his original body Bing Ruoyan laughed happily, "Look, where is your favorite Yan'er~ I have laughed at you hundreds of times after watching this farce!"

"Mo Qingyan, she doesn't love you anymore." Mo Junchen lifted Mo Qingyan's chin, looked at his ugly face, the corners of his eyes were filled with boundless hatred, "Look at you ugly and dirty Look at your face, look at your desolate and evil appearance, how can you compare with Xianjun?"

"Tsk tsk, Mo Qingyan, does it hurt here?" Mo Junchen pointed at Mo Qingyan's heart, and his smile became more and more cheerful. Thinking of that day when Mo Niang was tortured to death by immortal power, his heart hated, hated He couldn't support his body, hated that he wanted to destroy all the immortals, hated him so much that he wished that Mo Qingyan's life would be worse than death.

"I don't believe it! Yan'er still loves me!" Mo Qingyan pushed Mo Junchen away in a panic, crawled towards Bing Ruoyan and grabbed her leg, her eyes were full of pleading and helplessness, this man seemed to have arrived At the limit, she begged her with trembling hands, "Yan'er, do you still love me? Yan'er, please, please, give me back, please?"

Mo Qingyan has already let go of all dignity. He is willing to abandon everything about justice, ethics, and responsibilities. He only asks for her alone, and only asks for her alone...

"Yan'er, I'm so sorry."

But what's the use of regret?If the original owner was still there, how would she choose?
Bing Ruoyan sighed, maybe he felt pity for Mo Qingyan, his responsibility must be to let him eliminate demons and protect the people, his ascension to immortality made him have to give up the original owner, and he regretted when he found out that he was in love, who hasn't had such a thing? ?
There is no right or wrong in love, there is always regret for what you have done, and there is always a need to be forgiven by the other party. Whether the reconciliation will be as good as before is all related to the person. As an outsider, how can she know whether the person is willing to accept him or not? Woolen cloth?

No matter how much love, hate and parting sorrow she has seen, she will not understand the true thoughts of human beings.

People are always changeable, complex emotions, unpredictable, but flocking to.

Bing Ruoyan looked at Mo Qingyan's pleading eyes, then looked at Mo Junchen's expectant eyes, and finally pushed Mo Qingyan away.

"Mo Qingyan, she may not come back."

The ambiguous words, to the ears of those who understand, it means that he is occupying the body of the original body, and the original owner may not come back, but in the ears of Mo Qingyan, it is Yan Yan who always talks and laughs and follows behind his ass to call master Yan'er, who loved him deeply, would never love him again.

Mo Qingyan held his head and raised his head to the sky, shouting. The tears accumulated for ten years burst out. He fell to the ground, his eyes blank from then on.

Mo Qingyan, a fallen fairy.

(End of this chapter)