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Chapter 2150

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The fruits of the Myriad Demons Mirror were different from those of other places. Every fruit tree was big and red, and the fruit wine they produced was especially sweet.

Luo Qingchen liked to drink it very much, and she had a good tolerance for alcohol, so she always drank a few more cups.

However, Ye Xuanji refused to let her drink, and he always said to her seriously, "Why should a girl drink wine?"

mmp! Weren't you the one who brought me to drink the first time?

During the days she lived in the Myriad Demons Mirror, Luo Qingchen felt especially relaxed. Aside from some inexplicable palpitations, there were no other symptoms.

Even if she became a god, she still couldn't completely recover. She had suffered such heavy injuries before, which was why she hadn't fully recovered.

As for those who hurt her, she would take revenge on them one by one.

In November, the first snow fell in the Myriad Demons Mirror. Ye Xuanji had to leave the Myriad Demons Mirror for a few days, so Luo Qingchen enjoyed herself and drank all the fruit wine that he had stored for many years.

The longer the fruit wine was stored, the more fragrant it was.

The little monsters of the Myriad Demons Mirror were very good to her. When they saw her, they would not only salute her, but they would also bring her a lot of delicious food from the Myriad Demons Mirror.

When Ye Xuanji wasn't there, Xuan Ming, who was in charge of all the affairs of the Myriad Demons Mirror, was also very good to her. He always asked about her well-being and was probably a very humble person.

It wasn't that she was biased, but she felt that the Myriad Demons Mirror was better than the Heavenly Palace, and it was more than a hundred times better.

Ye Xuanji handled things very quickly, and he returned to the Myriad Demons Mirror seven days later.

Luo Qingchen originally thought that he would take her to the Heavenly Palace, but she didn't expect that he would instead take her to the mortal world to have fun.

"Don't tell me you went to the mortal world for the past seven days!" Luo Qingchen pursed her lips and said, "Did you take a fancy to some girl?"

She originally thought that this was a joke, but she didn't expect that Ye Xuanji would pull her into his arms without another word.

He didn't say anything and just quietly hugged her, enjoying the tranquility and beauty of this moment.

"What … What's wrong?" She froze for a moment. She felt that Ye Xuanji had become strange after returning.

He couldn't pinpoint exactly what was strange about it. If Ye Xuanji didn't mention it, she wouldn't have been able to guess.

"It's nothing. I just wanted to hug you and see if hugging a god feels different from hugging an ordinary mortal girl." He gently let go of her, with a faint smile and reluctance in his eyes.

"So you went to the mortal world to hug other girls. No wonder you wanted to bring me to the mortal world as soon as you came back. So that's why!"

She didn't know why, but when she heard Ye Xuanji say that, her heart felt a little stuffy and flustered.

Whether it was the truth or a joke, he was just unhappy.

"Qing Chen … …" He saw her angry appearance and his voice became incomparably serious. He looked at her and said, "Actually I'm not familiar with the Blazing Flame God, but I feel that you're not like her."

Perhaps it was because one's personality would inevitably change after the Primordial Spirit was reunited, or perhaps it was because too much time had passed. People would always change.

But he could truly feel that the person he respected was her from a thousand years ago, and the person he cared about was her from a thousand years later.

"Don't look like her?" Luo Qingchen narrowed her eyes and smiled softly. "Or maybe you're not like her to begin with."

The original host's personality was actually very strange. She was very cold and arrogant, but when she loved someone, she wouldn't say much.

If that person loved her, she would calmly accept it. If that person didn't love her, she would pretend that it didn't matter.

She couldn't do this.

"Of course you're not like her!" Ye Xuanji's beautiful eyes sparkled as he curled his lips into a smile. "She shouldn't be jealous that easily!"

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