time is my shadow

Chapter 70 Chapter 72 Poignant?chess eyebrow (8)

"It doesn't matter if we're together or not. As long as she needs me, as long as she looks back, I'll stay where I am." The black shadow hiding in the corner can't see the face or expression clearly. The outlines were all blended into the pitch-black darkness, the man said, as if he had already seen it.

Maybe it's the marriage in the previous life, maybe it's the fate of the next life, meeting each other in this life will only add to a fruitless grievance.

"If she doesn't look back, are you still waiting?"

"Yes, waiting for someone you like is also a kind of happiness."

"Speaking of which, you should call me father-in-law. Qingmei is my child."

"Oh, you can't afford it."

"How's Qimei? That double." They were identical twins, except that one was her reincarnation, and the other shouldn't have come.

"No accident."

"It's best to be fine. If Qi Mei dies, Qi Mei will suffer a heavy loss."

"Don't you expect her to come to you? Don't you want her to know what happened before?"

"One of her three souls and seven souls has been with me for hundreds of years. I can't expect too much. I'm afraid I won't even have this companionship by then." The man's voice did not have the slightest emotion. The air is full of decaying smell, choking and deadly.

"Sometimes I sympathize with you, but only sympathy."

"Sympathy? I'm afraid you haven't seen the cruelty of this deity!"

"It's time, it's time to return." The voice of the elf machine came to mind.

He slowly walked out of the darkness, only a pair of cold eyes were exposed from his illusory soul, deep and far away, like eyes that could see through people instantly.

The ghost king felt himself avoiding the gaze of the man in front of him, because his eyes could capture the soul and make the deep soul tremble.

"That child, you'd better not intervene and let her face it alone. The more you intervene, the harder it will be for her to be tempered in the future."

"I see."

"I hope you really understand."

When the ghost king wanted to say something, he saw that person's figure disappeared in front of his eyes like a ghost in the next second, as if he had disappeared into the air alive without leaving a trace.

After the two ghosts left, the ghost king slowly stood up.The slender figure, against the backdrop of the black clothes, looked even more upright and handsome. He stretched out his hand gracefully and walked towards the mural.

A picture appeared on the mural, each of which was two people, a man and a woman, one belonged to the demon race, the other belonged to the god race, and the people in the paintings were his old acquaintances.

The first painting: a flower from the other shore is blooming enchantingly, and next to it is a young man. The young man is dressed in white clothes like snow, unstained by the mortal world, and his eyes are complicated. Knowing that, he nodded and smiled at Bianhua, and looked at the layout of the surroundings, it should undoubtedly be the underworld.

second flower
The crisp sound of metal colliding with metal can feel the slight trembling of the air based on the visual effect. The girl in white is using a red water chestnut. He fell to the ground involuntarily, and before the blood flowed out, it had already solidified around the wound, a shocking bright red.

The originally empty underworld was now filled with enchanting flowers. The blood left by those people's wounds was still bright red, like bright flowers blooming.

(End of this chapter)