Dijun, your bride ran away again

Chapter 849 Completely Forgot About Him

Xue Wujiu was afraid to see Qingli like this.

This kind of Qingli made him feel strange, made him feel timid, made him feel as if he had been abandoned and betrayed by others.

This is not his Qingli.

Just as he was thinking, Feng Qingluo, in grief and anger, put down Yan Zongli's body and ran over.

She grabbed Xue Wujiu's collar like crazy, and asked: "Why? Do you know what love is? You keep saying that you want to avenge Qingli, but have you ever thought about what she wants?
You put all your sins on her so that she cannot reincarnate. Is this your love? "

A flash of panic flashed in Xue Wujiu's eyes, and he hurriedly said: "No, Qing'er, listen to my explanation, I..."

"Don't call me Qing'er, you can see that I am not Qingli, I am Feng Qingluo, if it is only this face that confuses you, then I will destroy it today."

Feng Qingluo pulled out the hairpin from his head and slashed it fiercely towards his face.

"No."

It was too late for Xue Wujiu to stop, he watched the woman in front of him ruthlessly ruined his face, the bright red blood gushed out from her wound, it was too horrible to look at.

"Qing'er."

Xue Wujiu held her hand, his voice trembled slightly, his eyes were full of remorse and panic: "It was my fault, you can hit me and scold me, don't hurt yourself."

"I said don't call me Qing'er, I'm not."

Feng Qingluo's catalog was about to burst, his eyes were full of Teng Chong's murderous aura, and he looked at him resentfully.

Xue Wujiu looked at her eyes, his heart ached beyond measure, he suddenly reached out and hugged her tightly, avoiding her resentful gaze, tremblingly said: "You are not her, she would never look at me with such eyes.

Luoluo, let's start over, shall we?You forgot Yan Zongli, I forgot Qingli, let's start again. "

Listening to his absurd words, Feng Qingluo sneered: "It's never possible, unless Yan Zong is resurrected from the dead, I will never forgive you."

Anger welled up between Xue Wujiu's brows, he slowly lowered his head to look at the mangled face of the man in his arms, and said in a cold voice: "Then I will make you forget him completely."

After saying that, he raised his hand and slashed at Feng Qingluo's neck, and the person in his arms suddenly lost consciousness and passed out.

Xue Wujiu picked her up and murmured: "Whether you are Qing'er or not, I will never let you go." He turned around, hugged Feng Qingluo and left here.

And the sea of ​​scarlet flowers behind him turned into a sea of ​​flames. The raging fire seemed to want to burn away all the bad memories.

And just after Xue Wujiu left, Yan Zongli, who was surrounded by a sea of ​​flames, suddenly emitted a faint red light that blocked the attack of the surrounding fire.

Two ghost messengers, one black and one white, came out from the ground and looked at Yan Zongli who was lying on the ground.

The white-faced ghost clicked twice and said: "I don't know what kind of virtue this kid has accumulated in his previous life, so he can be pardoned by the ghost emperor?"

"Isn't it? It's not a small matter to revive the amnesty. I heard that the ghost emperor has gone to the higher authorities to plead guilty. According to the rules of heaven, this time the ghost emperor should be relegated to the mortal world to suffer again."

The black-faced ghost sighed, and continued: "The last time the ghost emperor came back from the mortal world and came back with injuries all over his body, what kind of pain will he suffer this time?"

The white-faced ghost followed suit with a sigh: "Immortals are not so easy to do, well, let's send people back to Yang as soon as possible, so that we can go back to work."

"it is good."

The black-faced ghost responded, and the two immediately cast a spell together to send Yan Zongli's soul back to its place.

After returning to life, they withdrew the revival order from Yan Zongli, and then went back to meet their errands.

　Xi Ze sent Yan Zongli's resurrection order, but it was actually calculated, he was going to return from the mortal world. . .Well, a black belly, the identification is complete!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)