Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 1524 My heart softened.

Zhuohua has followed the Buddha spirit for thousands of years, and feels sorry for her coldness and indifference carved into her bones, her indifference, her indifference, and loves her for being proud and unyielding, ruling the world and being magnificent.

She likes to fly freely, so they set up a carefree sky for her, allowing her to return to her nest when she is tired.

They watched her grow up step by step, watched her domineering and flamboyant, let her show off wantonly, and watched all living beings in the world regard her as a god and worship her.

But after the vicissitudes of life, she also became a mortal. After experiencing so many vicissitudes and trials, so much pain and sorrow, she came to this last life today.

Zhuohua feels sad for her own insignificance, and has not been able to follow her all the way so far.

After walking in the world for so many years, Zhuo Hua finally understood what it means to go through all kinds of hardships. He and Wu Wang have crossed thousands of mountains and rivers just for the sake of the woman who regards them as relatives.

Buddha Spirit yearns for nature, and does not want to drift with the tide like people in the world.

She wants to be like this nature, as mysterious, as powerful, as indulgent to pursue her own path, and to live out her own style forever.

But when everyone turned their heads, what they saw was Fo Ling's astonishing smile, and even the world was eclipsed by it. They were lost in that smile for a long time, unable to extricate themselves.

But Foling was angry, she didn't want such a self.

She just wants to live a normal life.

Which one of Zhuohua and Wuwang doesn't want her to live like an ordinary person, but above the gods, there is no hope, and she was born to bear such responsibilities.

This is her life.

"Wuwang left?" Sang Ling was shocked by this message. After she calmed down, she asked Xue Gu in a slow tone: "What is your relationship with Buddha Ling?"

"You don't have to know."

Xue Gu waved his sleeves indifferently, and said indifferently: "As long as you understand your identity, in this world, you can disrespect anyone, but you must never disrespect her."

These words sounded like a warning, but when he mentioned the spirit of Buddha, his heart seemed to soften!

"I don't need you to remind me of this."

Sang Ling countered coldly. She is a saint of the Yiling tribe, and she is loyal to the Buddha spirit. She doesn't need Xue Gu to remind her too much. Her loyalty to the Buddha spirit is [-]%.

"You have a good rest, there are some things you don't need to interfere with."

When Xue Gu turned to leave, Sang Ling just raised his head, and suddenly saw some scattered white hairs on the noble young master's hair, mixed with the black, which was particularly dazzling.

A young man in his prime has gray hair.

For a moment, Sang Ling felt a long and thin pain spreading from the apex of her heart.

There is a wide field behind this inn, which can just place an altar.

Xue Gu was holding a sapphire dish, and used cinnabar to draw complex patterns on the ground. The dark red cinnabar radiated dots of light, which was magical and mysterious.

"I seem to have seen this pattern somewhere before." Fu Yuejun squatted beside Xue Gu watching him draw this pattern, and there was something vaguely in his mind that seemed to break free.

Xue Gu raised his eyes and looked at her deeply. The handsome man, with his exquisite face and peerless elegance, is the moonlight in the hearts of many girls, astonishing as heaven and man.

There was a coquettish smile on his lips, shocking: "It means that you and I are destined."

"Come on, I guess Sang Ling has drawn this kind of rune before, I have some impressions." Fu Yuejun laughed, she didn't think she was destined to be with Xue Gu.

Where can a sinful person meet someone with predestined relationship?
Xue Gu smiled without saying a word, and handed the cinnabar pen to Fu Yuejun.

Fu Yuejun raised his eyebrows: "En?"

"You draw." Xue Gu directly put the pen into her hand.

(End of this chapter)