The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 1197 Love Has No Boundaries (End of Text)
Xie Wanrong, who was lying in the ice coffin, regained consciousness little by little. She heard the deep and familiar voices next to her ears, and her heart was sore. She heard it.

She heard everything Qi Jinghuan said to her.

She...has been in a coma for 100 years?

Just thinking about it, she didn't dare to think about how Qi Jinghuan spent the past 100 years. The road between them was too bumpy. They always got together more and separated less. They finally solved the real Six Paths Demon, but she fell into a deep sleep again. 100 years.

Before he knew it, a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.

Qi Jinghuan's dark purple pupils suddenly tightened: "Wan'er, you heard me!"

I saw that when the tears flowed from the corner of Xie Wanrong's eyes and touched the ice coffin, the frozen coffin slowly began to melt, and the last light on the coffin went out.

When the lights went out, Xie Wanrong, who had been silent for many years, opened her eyes little by little, her light golden pupils were shining brightly, she looked at the man bent down, her hands tightly wrapped around the man's neck, and hugged his body .

Voice choked: "Ah Huan!"

At this time, the dark demon world reflected the first golden light, and as the golden light dispersed, hundreds of birds flew around, as if returning to the appearance of Xie Wanrong when he was in the Tianxuan Palace and broke the spiritual power of the five elements.

The entire demon world seemed to be shrouded in a golden light, and it took a long time to return to normal.

When Luo Xun brought Qi Ningruo to the Demon Realm, he felt this golden light. Luo Xun was overjoyed, "Ning Ruo, your mother has awakened!"

"Mother!" Qi Ningruo waved his sleeves, Miaoman's figure was like a purple phantom, shuttled through the demon world, and flew all the way to the frozen grotto of Xie Wanrong.

But it was blocked by a barrier outside the grotto.

But she could clearly see the mother who was hugging with her father inside the barrier, her eyes turned red when she saw it.

In the first few months when mother was in a coma, Qi Ningruo clearly knew how crazy father was, how crazy, how father got out of madness and slowly accepted mother in the first few years when mother was in coma The fact that she was asleep, she stayed beside the ice coffin every day, day after day, year after year, waiting for her mother to wake up.

Even she couldn't help but start to envy her mother and father's love. When she grew up, she often heard Aunt Lanyao tell her about the past of her mother and father, how they got to today step by step, and even had her and her brother .

Qi Ningruo sniffled, and a tall figure stood beside her, grabbed her shoulders, and patted her lightly: "Mother woke up, sister, don't cry, it's been 100 years , if you cry again, you won't be my sister, Qi Ningji."

The young man standing beside him was dressed in black clothes, with sharp-edged facial features and purple-gold indifferent pupils. He exuded an invisible deterrent force, exactly the same as Qi Jinghuan back then.

The two brothers and sisters, one god and one demon, stood outside the barrier of the grotto, waiting for mother and father to come out.

Inside the barrier, Xie Wanrong hugged Qi Jinghuan enough, she said softly, "Ah Huan, I'm sorry."

For Xie Wanrong, the 100 years of coma were like a sleep, but for Qi Jinghuan, it was thousands of days and nights.

She shouldn't, she clearly knew that Gu Yuyan and Xi'er had suspicions, but because she couldn't find any clues, she indulged her time and time again. She moved her fingers to Qi Jinghuan's outline, and her fingertips outlined his handsome facial features, gently Shouting his name: "Ah Huan."

In this life, if she could be loved so much by him, how could she be willing to abandon him.

"Wan'er, luckily, you haven't been in a coma for 1000 years." Qi Jinghuan's voice was fixed, and he looked at her with burning eyes.

Seeing the group of pedestrians standing outside the grotto as nothing, as if there were only the two of them left in this world, the air froze.

The corners of Xie Wanrong's lips curled up slightly, and she hugged Qi Jinghuan's arm coquettishly: "Ah Huan, if I really fell asleep for 1000 years, would you wait for me?"

"meeting."

A short and firm word warmed Xie Wanrong's whole heart.

In the name of love, this will be the most perfect ending for the Goddess and the Demon King. The book "A Thousand Years of Love" quietly stored in the spirit ring is also quietly drawing the last scene for the ending at this time.

　The main text is over~~Scattering flowers~After nearly a year~~Wrote the story of Xie Wanrong and Qi Jinghuan~~When I typed these three words in the text, Qiqi was reluctant, and at the same time thanked the babies for their continuous support Accompanying~ I love you guys! !

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