Fast Travel Strategy: Blackened Male God Don't Come Over

Chapter 211

The new little immortals don't know the rules, and although the Emperor of Heaven is stern and selfless, he is extremely tolerant towards new immortals like them.

So the little fairy who had just ascended was just gossiping.

"It is said that the former Mozun and his wife died for love?"

"Sacrificing your head, it is said that Mrs. Mozun has an incurable disease, so Mozun went with Mrs. Mozun."

"Really...really?"

"Naturally, there is a Demon Lord and a Demon God in the Demon Realm. I don't know how many times the Demon Realm is stronger than our fairy clan. You say it's fun, but the demon clan is all infatuated."

"How do you say this?"

"That's it, demon god, just focus on my wife and don't care about anything else."

"It's a pity, it's a pity."

It is said that Mrs. Mozun in the Demon Realm used to be the god of the fairy clan, and she was willing to fall into a demon for the sake of Mozun. Later, Mrs. Mozun fell ill, and Mozun was willing to go with her.

This has become a good talk in the Three Realms.

It is said that Mozun and Mrs. Mozun lost their breath when they entered the dormitory...

That is Demon Lord, whose strength is obviously above the Three Realms, but he is willing to lose his soul for a woman. This has become a good talk that everyone in the Three Realms relishes.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm not afraid of being known by the Emperor of Heaven!"

Bai Junhu looked at the newly promoted Xiaoxian with a serious face.

He and Mozun Moyuan grew up together, although later one became Mozun and the other became a god, but the affection still exists.

Moyuan was gone, and he felt uncomfortable.

Xiaoxian made a bow and left immediately.

They only know that Mozun Moyuan is affectionate, but they don't know that the demon god is also affectionate.

Hundreds of years.

Qin'er was lying on the bed, still the same as before, with a pale face, lying there quietly, like a flower that was about to wither.

Lin Yinan doesn't want to care about anything now, but now, he just wants to protect her with the rest of his life, until this person wakes up, this is enough for him.

"Qin'er, your brother is gone...and the master, will Qin'er be sad when he finds out? Qin'er is good, I will stay with Qin'er for my husband."

His voice was extremely gentle, and he looked at Qin'er with a smile and doting eyes. He lowered his head and kissed Qin'er's palm, and reached out to stroke Qin'er's hair.

"Qin'er won't go, but if Qin'er really doesn't want to see her husband again and wants to abandon her husband and go to Naihe Bridge alone, her husband will not agree. Wei'er will accompany Qin'er. Wherever Qin'er goes, Qin'er will not go. husband will go there."

Everything about him now, his whole world now, is full of Qin'er, and if one day even Qin'er is gone.

Perhaps, in this world, there is really nothing worth nostalgic for.

They said that their master's beauty was a disaster and had harmed a generation of Demon Lords, but he knew that it would be the most painful for his beloved to go first and leave the last one behind. Instead of being so painful, it would be better to go together.

The Naihe Bridge is too dark, there must always be someone holding your hand.

"500 years...Qin'er, the snow outside is so beautiful, do you want Qin'er to go and have a look?"

It's snowing outside.

When Master and Mozun left, it was also snowing.

"The plum blossoms in the yard are blooming. For my husband, I help my wife pick off the flowers."

He gently rubbed Qin'er's head, got up, and walked out the door.

There was a lot of snow outside, hitting the plum blossoms, and even the flowers were dyed white.

He was wearing thin clothes, but he couldn't feel the coldness at all. Also, his heart was about to die, how could he feel the coldness.

He carefully folded the plum blossoms and prepared to put them in the room.

When he turned around, he seemed to be in a trance, and saw the girl standing there...

As if, seeing for the first time...

The plum blossom in his hand fell to the ground.

(Son, they are congratulating you when you die, so it’s better not to live, really dead
Shen Youyou:...)
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(End of this chapter)