Sansheng Xiantu is here for you

Chapter 884 Hidden Emotions

"community?"

Leng Qianyue encountered this situation for the first time, rubbed her index finger on her chin, and said hesitantly: "In my impression, community means life and death together."

"It's not that exaggerated," Bi Hai shook her little paw, "but the situation is still unclear now, and I don't know what kind of community it is. But now Ling has nothing unusual, so she should be fine."

"An ambiguous answer, how can you make me feel at ease." Seeing it, Leng Qianyue couldn't wait to eat some snacks again, and sighed helplessly.

"That's called bondage. Some people in this world are born with a predestined fate. So, you are not a god, and not everyone can be saved."

Seeing it was stuffed with something and still muttering, Leng Qianyue burst out laughing.

She is indeed not a god, but life is a process of being exiled by God, and one incident is enough to change many subsequent experiences.

If there was something really bad about that butterfly, she would naturally not let it go.

Looking at the magnificent residence, Leng Qianyue tilted her head and curled her mouth into a faint smile. After coming to the clan, she felt that she was not far from the truth, and she would definitely go back in the Six Realms.

Looking up at the clouds in the sky, many figures flashed before Leng Qianyue's eyes.

Immortal world, what will happen now.

After she died, who else would be able to penetrate the secret of the Heavenly Venerate Immortal Seed?

All the candles belong to Xuege.

The night was getting darker, and the evening wind mixed with the fragrance of flowers blew past the palace deep in Guixue Pavilion, and the sound of painful breathing filled the entire space.

In the huge bedroom, on a round silk bed, a man wrung his brows in pain, with hot sweat oozing from his forehead.

The quilt made of tulle covered most of his body.

As the painful groans became more intense, a woman quietly walked into the bedroom.

"Husband, you have another nightmare..."

The woman sighed far away, picked up the handkerchief and gently wiped away the sweat from the other party's forehead.

Her movements were exceptionally gentle, but she still woke up the man in the dream.

Zhudu Duzhu Huo De opened his eyes, and when he saw the woman in front of him, he sat up.

"It's so late, you don't have a good rest, why are you here again?"

Mei'er sighed softly, her voice was as soft as the wind, "You can't sleep well these days, I'm worried about you."

The Lord laughed lightly, but the expression on his face was still a little stiff, "It's just a nightmare. Your body is important. If you come again, I will put a curse mark on you."

Upon hearing this, Mei'er giggled, "Fool, no matter how weak my body is now, I can still undo your curse seal. But you have never told me what I dreamed..."

She said, staring at each other worriedly, "Since a year ago, you have not let me sleep with you... What is the dream that makes you so uneasy?"

She raised her knees, pressed her legs on the bed, and lightly covered the other person's face with her cold palms, "In my eyes, you have always looked high-spirited, but now you are really different. You once told Than me, your dreams are predictive...you can tell me your dreams, and I will bear it with you."

The Lord of Candle City did not speak, but stretched out his hand to embrace him in his arms.

"I only want you to live happily, Mei'er... I'm here for everything, so don't worry." He greedily sucked the fragrance that only belonged to the other party, and whispered in her ear, "Dreams don't matter, You should know that I only want you to live well."

(End of this chapter)