Emperor Zun's way of chasing his wife: Go away to the gods

Chapter 127
Zichu glanced at Liu Jin, and smiled helplessly, "Do you think God will forgive you?"

She regards Liuran and Liujin as close friends, but they are all for the so-called love!Love betrayed her.

Liu Jin buried her head even lower at this time, as if she was about to bury her neck, but she could only keep apologizing, "God I'm sorry! God I'm sorry!"

Zichu slowly approached her, his eyes were a little colder, so cold that there was no warmth, "Ben Shangshen is not such an easy person to fool.

so. . "

Zichu twirled the formula, and Liu Jin's soul was taken into the air, and Zichu continued, "But after all, you were killed by Jing Yi."

Seeing the awe-inspiring chill on Zi Chu's face, Liu Jin felt a chill in her heart, biting the corners of her lips tightly with her white teeth, no matter what, she owed Zi Chu everything.

At this moment, the blood-colored iris flowers scattered, and those petals flew to the bank of the Wangchuan River, emitting bursts of rich fragrance. Meng Po, who had no waves in her eyes, suddenly raised her eyes and looked at the white shadow in the distance. What fragments are flashing rapidly.

In her memory, she should remember the woman in white, but she couldn't remember where she saw it.

The green soup was still boiling, and bursts of heat rose up, blurring Po Meng's vision.

After all, she withdrew her eyes and continued to do what she should have done, but she didn't notice the inadvertent tears in her eyes.

Zichu's eyes turned suddenly, and he looked at Granny Meng who was wearing a pink dress across the street. He threw the brocade in the direction of Granny Meng, and he quickly walked to Granny Meng's side, and ordered, "Grandma Meng, give me a hand!" I have a bowl of Mengpo soup!"

Granny Meng raised her eyes, and obediently filled a bowl of green soup for Zichu. She was silent for a moment, but she still didn't say anything, but her delicate lips were stained with tooth marks, but she still held back silent.

Zichu handed the soup bowl to Liu Jin, and a trace of unbearable flashed in his eyes, "Liu Jin, our master-servant relationship should be exhausted!"

It's not that she is not angry, but why bother with a dead person so much.

Liu Jin being killed by the person she loves the most is a kind of punishment.

Liu Jin looked at Zichu in disbelief. She never thought that Zichu would forgive her. In the past 3000 years, she was suffering. Zichu gave her everything, but she kept stabbing Zichu in the back.

She is not afraid of death, what she is afraid of is the condemnation of conscience.

Silent tears fell from her eyes, but there was no warmth. Her hand holding the bowl kept trembling, then she knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times, "God, I'm sorry for you! I'm sorry! "

Granny Meng walked to Liu Ran's side and snorted coldly, "Girl, if a person makes a mistake, he only needs to apologize! Does the injured person have to accept all this?"

Liu Jin stared blankly at Po Meng, forgetting to speak.

Zichu patted Granny Meng on the shoulder, as if meeting an old friend, "Granny Meng still understands me!"

Granny Meng looked at her increasingly familiar face, scratched the back of her head, but still couldn't remember anything, she asked, "Zichu Shangshen, did we know each other before?"

Zichu's heart was blocked, his throat was choked and he couldn't speak, he waved his hands, "I don't know! I don't know!"

Chu Mo is gone, Meng Po thinks of all that but is just sad alone, she wants Meng Po to live well.

In the end, Liu Jin drank Meng Po soup and reincarnated, and Meng Po stayed by the Wangchuan River for thousands of years, maybe just waiting for someone.

(End of this chapter)