God Emperor Xiao Mochen?

He also regretted what happened thousands of years ago. If he hadn't been able to come back in time, maybe she wouldn't have died, and he wouldn't have made him wait for thousands of years. She, whether it was a thousand years ago or a thousand years later, would have It was his, and he would never let anyone covet her.

After making up his mind, His Majesty the Demon Emperor descended into the world.

Lan Xuemojun's room.

Four people gathered together. [

"You mean, she hasn't recovered her memory yet?"

Weiyang Mojun lightly clasped the tabletop.

Lord Lanxue nodded.

"Then you didn't tell him?"

Lord Lanxue smiled sinisterly.

"I didn't tell him. It's good to let him suffer a little bit. Who told him to break up with me, hum."

The three of them were ashamed, this man, should he be so stingy, it seems that he really can't be messed with.

"Hey, there is a good show to watch now. It seems that the road of pursuit of His Majesty the Demon Emperor is difficult and difficult!"

There was a little teasing in the tone of Jiuye Mojun.

"You guys, are you going too far?"

Yiqing Mojun said weakly

"you shut up."

The three of them stared at Demon Monarch Yiqing fiercely, as if saying, if you dare to tell His Majesty the Demon Emperor, you will die.

Yiqing Mojun is sad.

Well, he is destined to be bullied, what a careless friend!

After His Majesty the Demon Emperor came to the world, he met Xiao Mochen.

"The Demon Emperor Wushang?"

His Majesty the Demon Emperor was dressed in white, with a cold smile.

"God Emperor Xiao Mochen?"

"I haven't seen you for a thousand years, but His Majesty the Demon Emperor is still young and beautiful."

Jun Wushang's mouth twitched.

"Isn't the emperor the same as the sword is not old?"

"Don't dare to be, I'm not good now, but His Majesty the Demon Emperor, I'm afraid he is already 10,000+ years old!"

You have no regrets.

"Oh, I didn't expect that the God Emperor couldn't even understand this point. Older age means stability, but younger age can become a brat."

Xiao Mochen choked on his words.

"His Majesty the Demon Emperor is still so humorous."

Huangjun Wushang's face darkened.

"Humor? Hmph, Xiao Mochen, I advise you not to get too close to Xi Yao."

Xiao Mochen also looked at Jun Wushang with a gloomy face.

"Advice? I should be the one to advise. What qualifications do you have to stand beside Xi Yao? You lost her a thousand years ago, and you still want her after a thousand years? Stop dreaming."

Mo Huangjun Wushang smiled coldly.

"Yes, I was the one who couldn't catch up a thousand years ago, but who are you, Xiao Mochen? As we all know, Xi Yao loves me."

"That was thousands of years ago, and now thousands of years have passed, and this time I will never let go."

"Then wait and see!"

Xiao Mochen smiled provocatively.

"You don't know, do you? Xi Yao and I have been together for a while."

Jun Wushang's face darkened, and he flicked his sleeves and disappeared in place.

Nalan Qingcheng was resting in the house. As the days passed, Nalan Qingcheng continued to live a leisurely life, her body became a little plump, and her originally thin melon-seeded face became a little round.

Little cherry blossoms fell on Nalan Qingcheng's body from the tree. With her eyes closed, she was like a fairy descended from the sky, as indifferent to the world.

Following a burst of white light, a man in white clothes appeared in front of Nalan Qingcheng. [

Three thousand black hair was crowned with a golden hair crown, and the man in white was standing under the blooming cherry tree with his back facing Nalan Qingcheng. His hair had a light luster like black jade, and the skin on his neck was as delicate as beautiful porcelain.There was a breeze, and the petals fell lightly, crystal clear like snow, finely broken, as if feeling Nalan Qingcheng's gaze, the man turned his head slightly.

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