The devil concubine ghost vine is in hand, she doesn't raise it if it's not a beast

Chapter 312 Ah Tang, I have been waiting for you for a long time
Shen Tangluo would not be able to let go of her for a day if she did not confess to him.

Once, she imagined many scenarios of meeting him in her mind.

It's just that people's calculations are not as good as heaven's calculations, and all these are no match for the catastrophe of fate.

She couldn't count how many times she looked forward to it, and how many times she failed.

Maybe it was when Gui Lin reunited, she was so lonely and brave, she threw herself into his arms recklessly, hugged him tightly and cried out loudly, thinking about it from the bottom of her heart.

Maybe it was in the rain of blood, from the intertwined eyes of the two, to her reckless pursuit, to her tyrannical declaration of sovereignty.

Or when the candle lights were still on, he disturbed her mind, but she was cautious about probing, but retreated timidly, and in the end she hesitated to speak.

Later, in Fu Yuan's nightmare, her unspoken intentions became incomplete and regretful.

At the very beginning, she shouldn't be so indecisive!

From the farewell in the ancient well to the reunion in a broken mirror, the sadness and heat in my heart have all turned into endless tears of lovesickness invisibly.

Now, thousands of creatures in the Ghost Shadow Forest hide away, under the moonlit night, only each other is left, and no one or anything can disturb them anymore.

She was finally able to tell him the deep-seated love between the two lifetimes without barriers.

This picture scroll consumed Shen Tangluo's enormous mental strength, every single stroke was infused into the mirror image formed by the condensing of her spiritual thoughts.

You don't need to deliberately exaggerate, you can see that it is full of the deepest and sincere affection in her heart.

For more than 800 years, day and night, like the ripples of the sea of ​​clouds, the double figures seem to be sleeping in the bright galaxy, gathering and dispersing in front of the eyes.

Their predecessors have twists and turns in the past, but they are also ordinary and simple.

These frames of ink-stained warm and old shadows are presented from Shen Tangluo's perspective.

From ten years old to eight hundred years old, from Likong Continent to the Temple of the Six Realms, all the way against the wind.

And behind her, there is always a lonely red figure watching her willingly.

In those cold and deep phoenix eyes, there is deep affection without regret, but restraint in every possible way.

No matter when she was miserable, helpless and desperate, or after the wind and rain subsided, he never gave up.

Whenever and wherever, as long as she turns her head, she can always see the slender figure behind her.

This is a young man in fresh clothes and angry horses. He has a handsome face that brings disaster to the country and the people.

Every detail of his face was the one she would never forget and fall in love with repeatedly.

However, she didn't realize that the man next to her, who had been lonely all her life, was staring blankly at the ever-extending scroll.

My thoughts are mixed, my eyes are full of turmoil, and my consciousness is turned upside down.

His tall and straight body froze in place, his eyes were full of shock and astonishment, and he unconsciously held his breath without knowing it.

In the past, he rescued her and protected her, but she tried her best to repay his kindness to him. She was in harmony with him, and she had a sense of proportion, neither owed nor owed.

He confided his heart and promised him with his body, but she pretended to be deaf and dumb, indifferent and decisive.

He chased, she hid, back and forth to no avail.

But the scenes in the picture scroll in front of him are completely different from what Jun Yunsi remembers.

The woman in the painting is no longer indifferent and indifferent.

Her dimples were shallow, and there was a delicate and beautiful smile on the corner of her mouth.

The silent guardianship in countless dark nights in the past finally waited for the dawn of dawn.

It turned out that she had already responded to him.

It turned out that he had already entered her heart.

The love in the past is no longer one person's turmoil, but two people's love for each other, which will last a lifetime.

Jun Yunsi's throat was choked and sore, redness appeared at the end of his eyes, and he unconsciously envied the young man in red in the painting.

If he could discover her intention earlier, would it change the ending of the previous life, and would there be a different result between the two?

Once, he thought that he had been with her for 800 years, and he might have a little weight in her heart, but it wasn't that important.

He is very self-aware, knowing that his death is not enough to make her cry for him.

At that time, her life was hanging by a thread, and he had nothing else to ask for, but hoped that she would live well, so that she could grow up happily.

Therefore, when he was about to change his heart and continue his life for her, even though he was so sad that his heart was pierced like a knife, he was secretly rejoicing.

Fortunately, he was not important. She might be lost when he died, but she wouldn't be sad for too long.

His selfish greed could not compare to her eternal life and happiness.

In the end, he left without any worries...

Not far away, the sound of bells and drums sounded from Xuanling Palace, and the two of them woke up suddenly, their thoughts were pulled out of a long memory.

Shen Tangluo's vision had long been blurred, his lips were trembling unbelievably, and he was weeping uncontrollably with his head in his arms.

Now, after seeing the sun behind the clouds, she finally understands.

"Yunsi, thank you..."

Thank you for never wavering, never leaving me.

Such an annoying Shen Tangluo, how can he be worthy of your kindness.

She is timid and cowardly, she can only escape, but she can't hold your hand firmly, wasting your life and making you work hard for hundreds of years.

However, in the first reincarnation, she was still extremely selfish, dragged his life down, and even wanted to covet the aura that belonged to him.

In this life, she became the one who didn't want to let go, and wanted to take the initiative to fight for each other once.

At the end of the painting scroll, the Chiwu dispelled the clouds and mist, and at the end, a lush and ancient hibiscus tree was lifelike, hanging in the sky.

Under the tree, there is a picture of him worshiping the sacred tree devoutly and promising her his life.

Shen Tang fell to the side, using blood as ink, and wrote vividly:
The king's heart is unwavering, and this heart is hard to lose lovesickness. I only wish to live forever with you, without regret or parting.

Jun Yunsi's pupils trembled suddenly, and the demon-red blood instantly shattered all his rationality, staining his night-like eyes red.

At this moment, all the forbearance and restraint buried in the bones in the past turned into an irresistible impulse.

He took away her bound hands in distress, held her painful and sad little face, lowered his head and slowly kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

However, Shen Tangluo suddenly raised his head, stretched out a pair of injured hands, and climbed onto his neck forcefully.

She closed her eyes, leaned on her tiptoes with the strength of his shoulders and back, and her delicate lips groped from his jaw all the way to his cold and soft lips.

Jun Yunsi's body trembled, he suddenly embraced her, and held her lips warmly.

As soon as she froze, he turned passive into active.

The moonlight was shining like a wash, and the two figures embracing each other tightly allowed themselves to fall into deep sinking again and again.

It wasn't until Shen Tangluo's body became weak and it was difficult to breathe that Jun Yunsi restrained herself and let go of her red and swollen lips.

Shen Tangluo was so tired that he could hardly stand still, and all the weight of his body was placed on him.

The light in Jun Yunsi's eyes was exceptionally gentle, and the fiery breath sprayed on her neck, and she sighed hoarsely: "A Tang, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

　ps: Thank you Miaoqing and Lin Xuanzhiyu for the monthly tickets~
　　The emotional line has come to an end, and the next step is the plot~
　　This week will be a bit busy (things other than writing), "as much as possible" to be stable, constant, too many uncontrollable factors, crash
　　
　
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