Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 2258 Lord, you have suffered.

Xue Gu sat down in front of Fo Ling slowly, and looked at her expectantly and respectfully: "Master, when do you plan to return?"

"No rush." ​​Fo Ling picked up the jug of sake and poured him a glass: "The overall situation is not stable yet, and there are still two seals on her body that have not been opened. It is too early to tell."

The beauty is dressed in white like snow, lying in the middle of the pear blossoms in a drunken dream, holding the white porcelain cup in her slender hand, and the plain white hand seems to be integrated with the white porcelain cup.

Fo Ling is a beauty, a rare beauty.

It's not just the beauty of the facial features, but a kind of alluring temperament revealed between the brows, which is three points dignified, three points charming, three points elegant and one point extravagant.

It's very pleasing to watch.

Hongluan looked at Foling with some embarrassment: "But my lord, since you left, 33 Chongtian has been messed up by Qiyue, if you don't go back..."

"If you don't go through eons, how will you know the affairs of the Three Realms, how will you know the ways of the world, right and wrong?"

Foling bent one leg, raised his head with the jug and poured wine into his mouth, with an ethereal voice: "Qiyue turned into a dragon from a dragon, and she originally resented me for being biased. Last time she forced Yun Yun and you to the God Realm, I have already punished her, from the dragon to the dragon, this is her doom, and no one can blame her."

"From the dragon to the dragon?"

Hong Luan's expression became even more astonished, as if he couldn't believe it, and in the unbelievable, there was a trace of pain, as if he was in the real pain: "But my lord, you have suffered for a thousand years..."

Fo Ling smiled indifferently: "If you don't experience calamities, you won't become a god. No one can easily rule a world. Now, do you think it's fair?"

"1000 years..." Hong Luan murmured to herself as if she didn't hear the words behind Buddha Ling, she suddenly took a deep breath and looked at Buddha Ling with distress: "Then, my lord, can I see your 1000 years?"

She looked at the Buddha spirit very seriously, and in her eyes, it seemed that she was praying to the Buddha spirit to show her the dark and lonely 1000 years.

Under Hong Luan's serious gaze, Fo Ling felt moved in his heart, nodded, and stretched out his hand towards her.

Hongluan held Buddha Ling's hand almost eagerly, closed her eyes, and immediately, Buddha Spirit brought her into those 1000 years...

In those 1000 years, there was only darkness, nothingness, the pain of endless reincarnation, the pain of not ending well in each life, and the endless loneliness, which was the most terrible torture for the Buddha spirit.

I don't know day and night, and I don't know the years, but there will be a smile on the face of Buddha Ling every life, which is something that Hong Luan couldn't see on the face of Buddha Ling.

Tears fell from the corners of Hong Luan's eyes, she let go of Fo Ling's hand, and looked at her tremblingly: "Master, you have suffered..."

Fo Ling looked at her calmly: "It's not bitter."

Hongluan's tears immediately fell down her cheeks and dripped onto the table, her vision trembled, her breathing trembled involuntarily, she didn't dare to look into Foling's eyes, she lowered her head to hastily wipe away her tears, her breath could not be calm for a long time .

"Red Luan."

Fo Ling stretched out his hand to cover the back of Hongluan's hand, patted the back of her hand lightly, and said softly: "Calm down, these things are all my heart's desire, no need to be distressed."

Hong Luan nodded vigorously, tried to regain her composure, and raised her face again after she settled her mind, but her eyes never dared to look at Buddha Spirit.

"This time, I want to thank my brother for taking good care of these two girls for me." Fo Ling turned his head to look at Xuanyuan, and there seemed to be stars flowing in those eyes: "These two girls really worry me .”

(End of this chapter)