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Chapter 121

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"Ha, ha — —" Her lips curled and she said with a smile that was like a spring breeze, "So cute — —"

"But I feel that Qing Qing is more cute — —" Ling Xiu held her hand and stepped onto his sword, flying into the clouds.

Behind them, Lotus Root Mo Bai ran strenuously behind them, all the way until they landed in a paradise.

This was a flourishing Star Velvet Flower Language, and a spacious crystal palace stood in the center. Countless flowers surrounded it, making it incomparably beautiful.

"So beautiful!" Luo Qingchen's eyes lit up as she looked at him and said, "How did you find this?"

"This is a gift mother gave us." He took her hand and said, "How about we live here from now on?"

When Ling Xiu mentioned mother, she suddenly thought of Xi Ru You, the first person she saw when she came to this world.

She looked at his enchanting face and stood on her tiptoes. She quickly placed a kiss on his lips and said, "Alright!"

Who would have thought that as soon as her voice fell, he felt like he wasn't satisfied. His right hand softly pulled her waist and his cool lips fell down.

The night breeze blew and the sounds of the west rang out. It was like a beautiful flower, flowing like water.

They agreed to walk hand in hand, so they would keep walking.

In this life, it was Luo Qingchen who left first. After living for ten thousand years, even if she was a member of the Heaven Race, she had to return to chaos.

On this day, the sun was just right. Both he and she could calculate that today was the day she would return.

"Qing Qing — —" Ling Xiu softly said, calling the young girl beside him.

She was still like ice and jade with starry eyes. She had a faint smile that was indescribably beautiful, as if the years had never left a mark on her face.

It wasn't that Luo Qingchen was special, rather it was that members of the Heaven Race never aged.

"Un — —" Luo Qingchen nodded. Her lips curled into a faint smile as she said, "Ten thousand years have passed so quickly, it's like it's gone in the blink of an eye."

Without knowing why, she felt that she was very unwilling. This was a place for her to complete her mission, but it had become the place that bound her the most.

She knew what her mission was and she knew why the people she met were so similar.

The system thought that she didn't understand, but she did.

In every world, the male lead who wanted to fall in love with her would always have a black mark behind his ear. That mark resembled the symbol of the Grim Reaper and the Red Spider Lily that was faintly discernible on her forehead had some similarities.

"What should I do?" His voice was choked with emotion. He hugged her tightly and said, "I can't bear to part with you. What should I do?"

She could feel his cold tears falling onto the back of her hand, but she didn't look up at him.

Because she was afraid. She was afraid that if she looked at him one more time, she would break down and cry because of this parting.

She couldn't cry! Because she knew that if she cried in front of him, he would be even more reluctant and upset …

"You have to live well. I'll wait for you to find me, okay?" She closed her eyes slightly, and a wave of sleepiness came over her. The warm wind blew in her ears, and everything around her became incomparably quiet.

"Fool — —" He tightly hugged her and softly muttered in her ears, "Did you forget about my Soul Samsara?"

The ancient forbidden technique had a mysterious aura. There was a faint blue glow around their pulses that disappeared in an instant.

In an instant, the spiritual energy in his body slowly dissipated, and he left this world with her in his arms.

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