A Journey Through Abilities: The Demon-Controlling Princess

Chapter 839 Recovered Memory (1)

[95] Recovered memory
——Brother Yuanji, I like you.

The girl's bright smiling face, the man's expression faded to the extreme.

——Brother Yuanji, I will help you, and I will definitely succeed.

—— Fei Xue, you don’t have to do this.

The man stroked the girl's hair, still with a calm expression, unable to see what was going on in his heart, and the girl had a serious expression on her face, which showed no hesitation.

--like me?

The man had a somewhat evil smile, which was extremely enchanting.

——Even if I die, I won't let anyone hurt my woman.

The man's face and body were covered with blood, but he hugged and tightly protected a petite girl, and behind him was a huge monster that fell down.

——I will give you a chance to leave, or you will die in my arms from now on.

——Dikong, I won't leave.

The man's lazy smile seemed to be careless, but there was a depth in his eyes that no one could see through.

The girl was silent, and then gave a firm answer.

The man's smile deepened, and he held out his hand to her.

——Since you don't love me, you can't love anyone, and I won't love anyone anymore.

The man's evil smile remained the same, and he mercilessly pulled out the thread of love that dominates human emotions from the depths of the girl's soul, regardless of the girl's pain.

In the same way, he also pulled out his own love thread from his body.

The two threads of love are intertwined.

From now on, no love.

——It turns out that I really died in your arms in the end.

The girl blocked the fatal palm, and her whole body fell into the man's arms like a rag. The smile on her face was very faint, but it pierced deeply into the man's heart.

why.

There were three words stuck in his throat, but he still didn't ask them out.

And she never answered.

Fragments flashed in my heart one by one, two women woke up from their dreams at the same time in two different places.

That is a memory that has been dusty for thousands of years.

When the wheel of fate turns again, memory revives.

I don't want to remember, things that I don't even want to remember, but I still remember.

Tears flowed from the sockets, unconsciously.

So he slowly stretched out to touch it, with surprise on his face, different places, different women, the same movement.

A broken soul is reassembled, but it is a woman who lacks love, a girl who hides the love that was drawn out ten thousand years ago in her soul.

(End of this chapter)