Spiritualist sweet wife

Sitting in the room where I haven't seen you for a long time, everything is so familiar.

But outside the door, at the moment, it affects her heart.

Mubai said there was a way. Is there really a way?

And what is the so-called method?

Time, minute by minute, finally, it seemed to isolate the warmth from the outside in the door of the two worlds, which was slowly opened from the outside.

For a moment, he turned his eyes and looked at the past. As far as he could see, it was just Zi Teng's angular and handsome face.

His face was still as calm as before, and his eyes were as deep as the sea.

The warm heart was startled, almost conditioned, and asked:

"What about wood white?"

"Already gone!"

"Then..."

Warmth wanted to ask questions, but found that he couldn't say what he said anyway.

How do you ask?

There is hope, but still afraid of disappointment!

Aware of the warm desire to talk and stop, Zi Teng just smiled, walked over, stood beside the warm, stretched out his arms and held her in his arms:

"Silly girl, it's okay!"

Really, are you okay?

Why did she feel restless in her heart?

……

Night came silently, enveloping the earth in darkness again.

"When -"

The bell at midnight broke the silent night sky, warm and closed his eyes, lying quietly in bed, but suddenly opened his eyes at the moment the bell rang.

But when I opened my eyes, I saw another scene.

She... Has returned to the underworld again!

It seems that I have a hunch that I will come back here, so I stand here, warm without any surprise, but very calm.

Just

This time, it seems different from the previous times!

Instead of standing at a distance and watching, she was dressed in a black robe, standing by the Naihe bridge piled with blue stones, looking at the empty santuchuan shrouded in black fog.

She is

"Do you hate me?"

Just before the warmth was clear about what was going on in front of us, a low voice suddenly sounded in my ear.

Warm heart meal, the voice is too low, it seems to have a chilling coolness, but it is obviously strange, but it makes her feel inexplicably familiar.

Slowly turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound behind him. For a moment, the surrounding things began to become blurred, as if the scene had shifted.

Santuchuan disappeared and Naihe bridge disappeared. At this time, she was standing in a majestic and empty hall.

There was a cold and gloomy smell everywhere in the hall, but there was a dignified momentum that people could not ignore. In the center of the main hall is a black, something similar to the throne.

On the throne, at this time, there was a man sitting impressively!

Amazing!

This is the word that pops out of my mind when I see the man's face.

That's what he said just now!

Just like his voice, his people are obviously strange, but they make him feel a strange sense of familiarity from the bottom of his heart.

That feeling, as if it was born, permeated like bone marrow!

Does she... Know him?

The man's three-dimensional and exquisite facial features and well-defined face look so lonely in the open hall. A pair of deep black eyes look straight at the warm, thin and sexy lips and open slightly. I repeat the previous question again:

"Do you hate me?"

The voice is thick and low, but it seems to be with bewitching power, which makes people involuntarily concentrate.

This time, warmth was sure that he was asking himself!

Hate him?

Who is he? Why is it here? Where is this?

Warm want to say don't hate, more want to ask who he is, but as soon as I export, I find something wrong!

The voice is not hers, or more than hers. And what she said was not what she thought.

Warm heard himself say to the man sitting on the throne:

"Do you think I won't hate you?"

For a moment, warmth unexpectedly calmed down.

Once, she had such an experience in her dream. But it's all in other people's memory. Only this time, Meng Po is her, but not her. Is everything she has experienced now the memory of Meng Po?

When I was free, I thought about what Lin Zi said to her.

Meng Po came to the world to collect the seven emotions and six desires of making Meng Po soup. She disappeared for three days and then returned to the underground. Before she could say anything, she was interrupted by Zi Teng.

Later, I was annoyed by one thing after another, so I didn't find time to go to the forest to ask again.

However, now I want to come, before I entered Ziteng's dream, I feel warm that it should be what happened in the three days when Meng Po disappeared from the world!

She lost her memory and met Ruochen. What happened later?

In front of me, it seems that I can still feel the feeling of being pulled and dragged by countless dry hands stretched out from the ground.

Did they finally return to the underworld?

But what about Ruochen?

Ruochen is dead, so he has the present Ziteng, but he always feels that he seems to have missed something important. But what is missing can't be pieced together.

That kind of feeling is like a person with amnesia. He only remembers the long-standing events and the current events. The very important and important experience in the middle has been deeply forgotten and buried!

At the thought of this, the warmth could not help but sigh in an invisible way. At this time, the man sitting on the throne suddenly sounded again in the originally silent hall, with a deep but painful voice, word by word:

"Why are you doing this to me?"

Warm heart surprised!

What's the situation?

Looking at the deep light at the bottom of the man's eyes, he seemed to understand something for a warm moment.

This man loves her!

no It should be said that he loves the former Meng Po!

But isn't Meng Po a Yin official? Isn't it that you can't touch human love and love? And looking at this man, it seems that he is not an ordinary person. There is a pressing momentum that people can't ignore between his eyebrows and eyes.

Who the hell is he?

The warm bottom of my heart suddenly poured out a familiar surge and sour. Even if I heard my voice again, I responded with a slightly ironic and cold response:

"Now, do you want to ask me why?

Yan devil! "