Chapter 1189
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It was a wonderful throbbing feeling. It was as if as long as our names were mentioned together, it would be a very pleasant feeling.
But these days were very short. The Wu people's chief, Ye Zhihan, who was her previous husband, personally came to the Disturbed Love Sect.
I had heard a bit about what happened between them, I could only say that I met her too late.
I didn't even have time to feel sorry for her.
When I saw Ye Zhihan, I had the urge to kill him in front of the Disturbed Love Sect, but when I saw her eyes, it was like she was watching a play.
I couldn't see a trace of love or hate in her eyes.
There was only disgust, the same expression as mine.
The elders were very friendly to him, treating him as a guest of the Disturbed Love Sect.
It was at that time that I suddenly felt that there was no need for this Disturbed Love Sect to exist.
The so-called justice only made me feel it was funny.
Adding in the fact that I hated the way he looked at her. It was like a sad gaze that wanted to take back her, wanting to be with her again.
Of course, I knew that he didn't come to the Disturbed Love Sect to find Xia Mo Xing, but rather to find her.
I wanted to find a reason to chase Ye Zhihan out of the Disturbed Love Sect, but I never thought ….. that Feng Wuji would come. I could see from her eyes that she wanted to go to him.
Although I didn't want her to go, I could see from her eyes that the person she liked was me.
Everyone had their own mission and I believed that she wanted to go because she had something she wanted to do.
Since I loved her this much, I shouldn't stop her.
In the end, I let her go.
Of course, I seriously told her that if she didn't come back, I would go find her.
But she really didn't come back.
It was a lie to say that I wasn't disappointed, it was also a lie to say that I was afraid that Feng Wuji would move her before me.
But I felt that if I trusted someone, I had to trust everything about her.
I just had to appear when she needed me and not let anyone hurt her.
Of course, in the end, I also worked hard in this direction.
There is probably no one in this world other than me who can withstand the loss of a Godhead. Since ancient times, when immortals made mistakes and became sinful immortals, their primordial spirits would basically dissipate after the Sin of Thunder.
After all, in the eyes of the mortals of the Lower Realms, that was the pain of having their flesh and bones cut off.
Actually, it wasn't that it didn't hurt. It was just that I didn't care.
Because I had more important things to do, I told myself that it didn't matter if the world was destroyed again, I would protect her.
This included protecting the people she cared about.
In the end, I saved Feng Wuji.
Although he had lost all of his cultivation, he was reborn from the ashes. But at the end of the story, I also gave him all the cultivation I had left in this world.
Because although she was a demon, she didn't live as long as I did.
On the day she disappeared, it was a night as bright as the stars. The air was filled with the faint scent of cherry blossoms. I hugged her and counted the stars in the sky with her.
It wasn't until there was a bit of weight in my arms that I closed my eyes and smiled bitterly.
A cold liquid flowed out of my eyes. This was the first time I cried in thousands of years.
For her, it was worth it.
Time left no trace, life was like a dream.
Only the cherry blossoms that you brushed away were still waiting in my memory, weaving an eternal entanglement.
The world is impermanent, curtain calls in panic.
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