1970 is a little sweet

Chapter 952 Strange Dreams
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Only at this time, Huo Yingjie would silently thank that little spirit snake in his heart!

If there is no little spirit snake, he and He Tiantian don't know when they will meet again.

But in return, he has given some secret techniques to the little spirit snake, and that proud little spirit snake can run amok in the demon world.

"That's great." Huo Yingjie said softly, "Okay, you have to get up early tomorrow, let's go to bed earlier."

Huo Yingjie was very satisfied when he thought of the craziness and intensity in the back mountain last night, and wanted to come again, but thinking that tomorrow He Tiantian would have to get up early to buy things and set up a banquet, which would be very hard work, so he didn't want to stop making trouble for He Tiantian.

"Well, let's go to bed early." He Tiantian said coquettishly, "You hug me!"

"Okay!" Huo Yingjie bent down slightly, hugged the princess gently, and walked around the room.

"Haha!" He Tiantian snickered, "Okay, stop making trouble."

Even if the two have been married for a long time, He Tiantian will act like a baby and be arrogant in private as before, as the private interest of the two.

Not only is He Tiantian like this, Huo Yingjie doesn't talk much in front of outsiders, and he is a serious and cold person, but when there are only two of them, Huo Yingjie is domineering, passionate, crazy, and arrogant...
The relationship between the two did not fade because of the passage of time, but became more and more intense.

He Tiantian understands that it is good for her to be a doted woman, looking up to her man, yet being held in the palm of her hand by the man she loves.

That's enough.

In the dream, He Tiantian was running in the back mountain where the flowers were blooming, and Huo Yingjie followed behind, leaving behind their laughter and their gains in the mountain stream.

Mountain peaks, green trees, and flowers seem to be witnesses of their love.

Finally, the screen changed, and came to the mountain peak sent high into the clouds, covered with white snow and fluttering snowflakes.

A woman in red dances lightly on top of the snow-capped peak, her skirts fluttering, graceful and charming.

Between the eyebrows, full of affection.

On another mountain peak not far away, an incomparably handsome man in black was blowing a flute with warmth on his face, his voice was distant and desolate, but because of the person opposite, the sound of the flute was full of joy and friendship.

Dance, graceful!
Xiaosheng, warmth!
The beauty is picturesque, and the sound of the flute is like a complaint!
Love lasts forever!
As soon as the picture turned, the man in black left with his sword on his back. His whole body was full of fighting intent, and his long hair drew sharp lines of sharp edges in the air.

The woman in red behind her reached out her hand to grab the man who was leaving, but the man had already left, leaving only two lines of tears behind.

There was only wisps of cold wind between the two of them.

Xiao Xiao is desolate, a bit sad.

The eyes of the woman in red were fascinated by tears, and she couldn't see the distant figure clearly. She hurriedly wiped away her tears, but the figure that made her miss her was gone.

he's gone.

Walked away for his responsibilities.

But what should she do?
I can't keep her, I can only keep her in my heart, forever, forever...

A picture came over, the woman was still dressed in red, but it was no longer a dancing dress with fluttering sleeves, but a dignified and luxurious wedding dress.

The people around were all smiling, and there was an endless stream of congratulatory guests.

In stark contrast to all the beaming people, the woman under the red hijab shed two lines of tears, washed off the red makeup on her face, and left two lines of marks on her face.

Even in a dream, He Tiantian can feel the sadness, sadness, and deep thoughts of this woman...
The woman muttered to herself.

he died?
The woman immediately shook her head, as if in disbelief.

He said he was going to marry her.

I will definitely come back.

But the sound of drum music came from her ears, making the woman lose her mind for a while, and shaken a little?
Will he still come?
Can he still make it in time?
In this life, she just wanted to be with him, and dance for him on the top of the snow mountain.

A man married in person, and the woman sat on the sedan chair while crying.

He still broke his promise.

The woman couldn't bear to hate him, she could only hate herself for not being able to resist all of this...

But she firmly believed that if he didn't come, maybe he really died.

Now that he's dead, she doesn't want to live alone.

He had been alone for so many years, and she couldn't bear him to be lonely anymore, so even if he died, she would stay with him.

She heard a poem from a human before, and it was firmly in her heart.

Since the king came out, who can see the precious mirror? Thinking of you is like a long river, and you can always hear the sound of whimpering.

While worshiping, the groom turned into a thousand-eyed demon, and a black air filled the entire hall, followed by a burst of arrogant laughter.

"You have offended me, you will all die!" A deafening voice lingered in everyone's ears.

The people in the hall and the courtyard were all weak and weak because of the black energy, and they could only look at the tall man not far away in horror.

Oh my god, it's actually the thousand-eyed demon king, Mo Ye.

This once-in-a-thousand-year magician!
The woman didn't resist, and lay quietly on the ground, she was dead anyway, and she didn't care how she died...

The thousand-eyed demon lord went on a killing spree, and the immortals became the souls of his subordinates.

These dead souls, after being eroded by black, also dissipated in the world without a trace.

"Today is your death day." A man floated up, "Let the others go, let's fight!"

"Hehe, your sweetheart was robbed by me, and you are still facing them, how benevolent and righteous! Wahahaha..." The man laughed arrogantly, "Changling, you are a coward, a coward through and through, you I can't even protect my own woman, I despise you!"

Thousand-eyed Demon Lord continued to kill like he was crazy.

The long sword behind the God of Changling came out of its shell, and one after another sword light pierced towards the Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord. The black energy in the hall between them gradually dissipated under the golden light of the sword.

The woman in red lying on the ground heard the man's voice, exhausted all her strength, lifted the red hijab on her head, and looked at the person she had been thinking about day and night.

he came.

She knew he would come.

The man's eyes fell on the woman in red, with a look of grief on his face.

This dazzling red dress is so an eyesore.

But everything will wait until the Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord is killed.

However, the thousand-eyed demon king got the strange treasure, and his skill increased greatly.

In the past, Changling was slightly better than Thousand-eyed Demon Lord, but now the two are evenly matched, evenly matched.

Seeing that the Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord was about to fall into a disadvantage, he sacrificed his natal magic weapon, the Thousand-Eyed Heavenly Mirror, and the sky and the ground were filled with silver eyes for a while.

Changling was so stunned by the silver light in front of him that he couldn't open his eyes, he didn't notice that a demon was approaching quickly...
Everyone was secretly shocked.

Once the Thousand Worlds Demon Sword is released, it will kill everything.

The only God of Changling who could contend against the Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord immediately disappeared.

Master moves, up and down is just in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)