Demon Concubine Yutian

Chapter 3441 Murong Xiao

Si Yitian's body trembled, his face was extremely pale, his thin lips trembled, and for a long while, he couldn't even utter a single word.

He used to think that she just hated him, hated his ruthlessness, hated his past use.

Only now did he realize that he had made a big mistake.

Xianxian didn't hate her anymore.

Don't care anymore.

"Forget about Xianxian, she died a long time ago. What is in front of you now is just a weapon spirit."

The corners of Qin Xian's lips rose slightly, "Just treat it as the past, it's just a dream. Everything starts from a dream, everything ends from a dream, don't be persistent, remember, remember!"

There was darkness in front of Si Yitian's eyes, and he staggered, almost falling.

However, he did not fall, but stretched out a hand, supported the table, and barely stabilized his figure.

"I understand."

Si Yitian's voice was hoarse and tired.

A pair of pupils are hollow.

"Goodbye, Xianxian."

Qin Xian watched Si Yitian's back as he pushed open the door and left, thinking to himself: See you again, Yitian.

The Dao Sanskrit in the Golden Emperor Bell cleansed her soul all day long. Over the past year, she had a lot of epiphanies and let go of a lot.

I hope you, Yitian, can also let go.

Qin Xian secretly wished her former lover in her heart.

A beautiful figure quietly disappeared into the divine artifact, the Golden Emperor Bell, as if it had never existed before.

Si Yitian's face was extremely pale, like a walking corpse, he passed by Ye Luo, and said in a hoarse voice, "Excuse me, Miss Ye, thank you."

Ye Luo was silent.

Instead, he watched Si Yitian leave with a very deep look in his eyes.

Is it her illusion that this young man seems to have aged dozens of years overnight, and his back has become bent.

The coffin on his back no longer carried hope, but the shackles of despair.

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It's still light.

it's getting dark.

Si Yitian was in a daze, so he stumbled all the way to a tavern.

He ordered a few jars of wine and started drinking.

Even the strongest wine could not stop the pain in his heart, and the seeds of despair took root and sprouted and kept growing.

Si Yitian didn't know how long he had been drinking.

Qin Xian's shadow kept flying by in his mind.He thought of many things, when he was a child, when he was a teenager, and when he grew up.

It's because he has missed numerous opportunities to have rare opportunities.

It's too late to regret until you lose it.

It is too late to mend the situation.

"Yitian, do you want another chance?"

A charming and enchanting voice came from the other side of the table.

Si Yi raised his head consciously, and in his blurred vision, a beautiful figure appeared, with a red robe, a jade pipe, a fluffy slanted bun, and two curly strands of hair hanging down.

"Slim?"

She changed her mind?

In the next second, Si Yitian wiped out this thought, and became more sober. Slim hair is not curly, not combed in a bun, "It's you, Sister Xiao."

He recognized the person.

Murong Xiao smiled sweetly, with infinite grace, and the blue jade pipe in his hand was billowing with green smoke: "Can you still recognize me? It seems that you are not so drunk that you can't be cured."

Si Yi Tianqiang propped himself up and let out a miserable laugh, as if mocking himself: "Is there a difference?"

I don't know if I'm asking Murong Xiao, or I'm asking myself.

He came to the Two Star Continent from the One Star Continent, and the first person he met was Murong Xiao.

Murong Xiao, the national teacher of Butianhuang Kingdom, is proficient in astrology and can predict the past and future. She is a very miraculous woman with extremely high cultivation.

(End of this chapter)