Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 2015 But I feel sorry for you.

Fo Ling also shed tears in sadness.

Because only the gods know this feeling.

"But I love you." Xue Gu looked at the woman with bright eyes and bright teeth, and he was very sad at the moment. He squatted down slowly, wanting to wipe away tears for her.

But before touching her cheek, she was grabbed by that jade hand.

And the woman's other hand unconsciously touched his cheek, and a nostalgic and sad voice rang in her ears: "Zhuohua, you have never loved, and you don't understand my desire to be free."

"It doesn't matter if I lose my freedom forever, but as long as he is by my side and you are by my side, I am not afraid of anything."

Xu Ying murmured to herself, and withdrew her hand, as if she had some comfort, she stood up hard, looked at Fu Yuejun who was lying on the ground unsteadily, and smiled miserably at the end.

"Look, even though she fell asleep, the corners of her eyes are still slightly raised."

"Even though she knew what the future would be like for her and him, she still never gave up and kept fighting."

"This is how I should be."

"Zhaohua, do you still remember what it said when I went to the Brahma Realm for the first time after I returned to Qingpo, and when Heaven knew that my heart was in love with Qi Brahma?"

Xu Ying sat down on the steps, bent one leg, supported his head with his hand, and leaned against the crystal coffin, his eyes didn't know where to look, maybe it was the sky, or maybe it was the way of heaven hidden in the sky.

"remember."

Xue Gu nodded, and said sadly: "The way of heaven says: it is taboo for gods and Buddhas to fall in love with each other. Buddha spirits are the high priests of the gods. They must cut off love and love. Even if the soul returns, they must not fall in love with Buddha."

"That's right, when I heard what Tiandao said, I didn't know how desperate I was." Xuying smiled lightly.

But she will always remember that at that moment, the despair that surged from the bottom of her heart enveloped her, a person who never knew what sadness and pain were.

She couldn't erase every bit of their encounter in her mind, and she couldn't calm her soul and make her heart no longer painful...

Fo Ling herself didn't know how long she had lived, but before Qing Po returned, she didn't have any thoughts about everything.

Later, after Qing Po returned, she didn't ask for much, why didn't Tiandao even fulfill this?
It snowed heavily in the Brahma Realm that day, and it also snowed in the Protoss that day.

The extremely cold snowflakes flew down on her shoulders, and then quietly brushed across her cheeks. The biting cold wind blew, like pieces of knife cutting, from the inside to the outside, so painful that she couldn't breathe...

Blossoming plum blossoms are blooming proudly in the snow, and at that time the Buddha spirit was like a ghost, wandering in the world of snow.

I don't know how long she walked, but she was so cold that she was numb from the pain, and finally couldn't bear to spit out a mouthful of blood, smearing the white snow that had accumulated for a long time, adding more despair.

She is a god, her body has stretched to the limit, and she is probably about to fall into a deep sleep in this cold snow!

Once you fall into a deep sleep in the Zhaixing Building, how long will it take to wake up?
Ten years, a hundred years, or a long millennium?
But, it seems like nothing matters anymore, does it?

Because she knew better than anyone that this was a bad relationship.

In the heavy snow, a blue oil-paper umbrella shielded Buddha from the bone-piercing cold.

The young man was still wearing a thin coat, not even a cloak. He shrank and squatted down, softly comforting Fo Ling: "Wake up! You must not commit suicide, Ah Ling, maybe things will happen again. Turnaround!"

(End of this chapter)