Chapter 812: The Fourth World's Love

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I thought I had misunderstood, so I reached out and gently touched the fat man, and the fat man's face was also full of consternation, and he turned his head and looked at me at each other.

"Why does this man look like me?" I turned my head to look at the fat man and spoke.

The fat man shook his head at me, "I know." ā€

Sun Meng, who was thrown out, hurriedly stood up, his blood-red eyes were fixed on the man in front of him, his eyes were full of resentment, and he was just about to take a step over, Sun Meng frowned tightly, stretched out his hand, and covered his heart.

Then his body fell heavily to the ground, and his face turned pale and terrifying.

The three people who followed Sun Meng immediately came over and helped Sun Meng up.

The three of them looked at this mysterious man, and their faces were full of shock, especially when they looked at me and at this man.

The mysterious man walked towards us, but as soon as he took a step, the mysterious man seemed to see something, and his whole face became confused.

I looked at the mysterious man's eyes, and the position that the mysterious man was looking at was Mo Yan's position.

I thought to myself if this guy was looking at Mo Yan, and the more I thought about it, my hands clenched into fists.

Thinking of something, I let go of my fist again, even if I fought with this guy, my strength was directly shattered by one of his fingers.

But I wonder, who the hell is this man?

The man looked at Mo Yan and suddenly said, "What year is tonight?"

Mo Yan didn't answer, his whole face was very confused, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

The man looked at the fat man and repeated the words just now, "What year is this night?" ā€

The fat man's body was agitated, and he scratched his head: "What, it's 2013."

The man muttered softly 2013, suddenly raised his head, looked at the painting next to the tomb wall, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, "It turns out that 1,500 years have passed, and this 1,500 years, you can count it." ā€

My eyes widened, fifteen hundred years?

Could this man be fifteen hundred years old?

The fat man listened to the man's words, almost sat on the ground, his face was full of shock, his eyes looked directly at the man in front of him, stretched out his hand, pointed at the man, and stammered a little: "What? Is it fifteen hundred years old? ā€

The man didn't pay attention to the fat man, and he didn't even look at the fat man.

The fat man didn't have any anger, and the key was that he couldn't get angry, this guy was very capable, who could compare.

Mo Yan stepped down from the stone bed and walked towards the man step by step.

"You...... Who is it? Why I feel familiar to you. Mo Yan pointed at the man and spoke.

The man's face became a little dim as he listened to Mo Yan's face, and the expression of joy on his face became a little dim.

"I'm Zhang Ling, fifteen hundred years ago you said you wanted to stay with me for a long time, don't you remember?" The man spoke hoarsely.

"Zhang Ling?" Mo Yan took off lightly and muttered, his face still confused.

"Have you forgotten me? I've been waiting for you for fifteen hundred years, and since you've forgotten me, why did you come here, have you forgotten all your vows? The more the man spoke, his face became more and more ugly.

Suddenly, the man's eyes looked at me, and he looked at me with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Forget your old love and find a new one? Are you worthy of my love for 1,500 years? Zhang Ling pointed at me and said angrily.

In addition to shock, I was only shocked in my heart, I didn't expect Mo Yan and this mysterious man to have this story.

Suddenly, I felt a strong wind blowing, I opened my eyes, looked ahead, and saw Zhang Ling stretched out his hand, grabbed my neck tightly, and his face was full of anger.

"Then I will kill him!" The strength in the hands of the mysterious man grew.

There was a tremendous force in my neck, as if I was being strangled by a rope, and it was impossible to breathe.

Even Sun Meng can't make a move in this man's hand, so how can I, Ye Le, make a move in this guy's hand.

"Don't get me wrong, Mo Yan didn't forget you, but she had amnesia, the matter between the two of you, you can't have anything to do with Xiao Ye, you will die if you pinch it like this." The fat man hurriedly walked over, walked to the side of this guy, and said hurriedly.

"Amnesia? How can it be! The mysterious man muttered softly, grabbed the hand around my neck and threw it forward, and this flick threw me out directly, almost breaking my bones apart.

I covered my neck and coughed lightly several times, feeling better, and then I looked up, and I felt a panic in my heart when I looked at this man.

This man's face is the same as I am, and even the black mole on his face looks the same.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt like it was incredible.

Could it be that this is my past life again, but thinking of this, I immediately shook my head and denied it, if it was my past life, how could I be here, and it was still flesh and blood.

"I have a four-life relationship with you, why did you forget, aren't you unwilling to fulfill my Zhang Ling this day?" The mysterious man raised his head and sighed, his tone full of unwillingness.

"The love of the four worlds, the four worlds." Mo Yan's face fluctuated a little, and he opened his mouth to look at the man and asked.

The man looked at Mo Yan and said meaningfully: "In the first life, you are a butterfly, I am a falling flower, the heart of the flower is broken, and the butterfly wings are at the end of the world."

"In the second life, you are the stars, I am the crescent moon, the shadows are wrong, and the years are empty."

"In the third life, you are a singer, I am a pipa, sheng song in troubled times, affectionate to the world."

"Fourth, you are the princess, I am the general, sword dance to kill the enemy, and meet together."

"Do you remember these four lives? The Buddha said that the five hundred times of looking back in the previous life were exchanged for the passing of this life, and I met you for three lives, although we met but could not hug each other, the fourth life, although we met, but could not become a husband and wife, I died on the battlefield, but you are nowhere to be found! Now my corpse has become a corpse, my heart is unwilling, turned into a thousand-year-old demon corpse, what I do is to wait for you for a lifetime, now I have waited for 1,500 years, but you have lost your memory, this day is really a big joke for me Zhang Ling. Zhang Ling's face became more and more pale, his eyes flashed, and an astonishing momentum erupted from Zhang Ling's body, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth.

The corners of Mo Yan's mouth kept reading the words of the mysterious man, and his face became more and more strange, and then a thick black gas emerged from Mo Yan's body, his eyes widened, as if he had thought of something, and the expression on his face became more and more shocked......