The Scumbag of Fast Transmigration Guide to Self-Help

Chapter 502 Setting 50 The Cruel Immortal (7)

It was not a big deal that an immortal fell from Liuxian Mountain, and no one would remember it soon.

Even the little fairy Fan Xishi who disappeared together was quickly forgotten.

Without it, the gods who entered Liuxian Mountain would grow like leeks, and who would remember whom?

The descendant of Yellow Narcissus wandered around the small courtyard of the thatched cottage idly, pulling at the hem of his clothes from time to time to block the unpleasant stench of chicken and duck excrement.

He really didn't understand. What fun could there be in growing vegetables and raising ducks? Is it as fun as being a god?

How difficult it is to be a fairy now.

"You're here. Sit down as you please." Fan Xishi, who had just returned from hunting, glanced at the uninvited visitor indifferently, and walked to the corner with two bloody rabbits.

"Do you really like this kind of life?" Mr. Huang Narcissus couldn't understand the woman in front of him.

No woman loves beauty, but she is an exception. She has such a good skin, but she has to make it so bloody and smelly.

"I think this kind of life is very good." Fan Xishi washed the blood off his hands, and looked at him with clear eyes.

He was suffocated in his heart, and the words he had planned were hoarse, and they were blocked in his throat and chest, making his eyes red.

"That person..." He hesitated to say these two words, but the words were cut off.

"I've forgotten him."

"I haven't said who it is yet." He smiled, but was a little startled in his heart.

Fan Xishi stretched out his hand suddenly, his face was cold, "You should go back."

"Do you really intend to stay here forever and pay homage to him?" Mr. Huang Shuixian's voice was slightly hoarse, "His soul is gone, and he will not exist in Shangqiongbi and Huangquan."

"As long as I remember him, he will always live in my heart." The woman in the thorn hairpin cloth dress, her face is as clean as a freshly peeled egg, her eyes are as bright as a spring in a deep mountain, no one will doubt what she said at this moment if.

He couldn't help but froze. He didn't dare to look directly at such eyes, and he had never felt such liking.

"Is it worth it?" he heard himself ask.

"It's worth it." Fan Xishi sat down against the wall, propped his forehead with one hand and looked into the distance.

The west slanting sunlight was half hidden behind the deep mountain, and the sunlight was more gentle and pity, covering her body faintly, reflecting in her clear eyes, adding countless softness and warmth.

"I lied to him from the beginning. I don't want to become a fairy, and I don't want him to become a fairy. I just want to be an ordinary couple with him."

"He believed me, and he was hurt by me, and he also hurt me. In the universe, there is a cycle of karma, and one retaliation is retaliated."

Mr. Huang Shuixian took a deep breath, and the cool air poured into the depths of his lungs, and his mind was also cleared up. He smiled apologetically, "I won't come again in the future."

Ashi smiled faintly and looked at the sky, noncommittal.

Outside the fence and courtyard wall, there was suddenly the sound of horseshoes coming like raindrops.

The two of them looked up one after another. Under the crimson red clouds, a white horse was galloping, and a handsome young man dismounted neatly and strode towards them.

"Ashi, I'm back. I'm not looking for any elixir to become a fairy, I just want to be a loving couple with you for a lifetime." The broad young man hugged the woman heavily, his resolute eyebrows and eyes full of affection.

The woman's eyebrows were soft, and she raised her sleeve to wipe the hot sweat off his forehead, and said softly: "I still know it's not too late to go home."

She gave up hatred and thought about love. It was not too late to give up the opportunity of being a fairy and give him a new life.

does it worth?
For him, everything is worth it.

(End of this chapter)