"I don't think so. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Fang Yan said.

"Y-don't you have to eat?" asked Lena.

"Why, have you ever seen me eating?" Fang Yan asked rhetorically.

"Oh, well. Lena replied with a hint of disappointment.

"Are you going to eat at noon?" Fang Yan asked.

"If you don't eat, you'll be hungry. Lena touched her stomach and said.

"You shouldn't be pregnant, right?" Fang Yan teased and asked.

"No, no, I'm not pregnant. Lena hurriedly waved her hands in denial.

"Haha, haha, you're so funny, I'm just joking with you, you don't have to be nervous like this. Fang Yan smiled and said.

Fang Yan talked and laughed with other girls, but what he didn't expect was that his scene all fell into the eyes of another girl.

Shiyi watched the two of them talking and laughing, she couldn't help it, squatted on the ground, and sobbed slightly.

She muttered to herself: "Fang Yan, don't you really love me anymore?I really didn't betray you at the beginning, why do you want to treat me like this?" After speaking, her tears seemed to be out of control, and she couldn't stop flowing wildly, even she couldn't control herself.

And next to Shiyi, another woman appeared, she patted Shiyi's back slightly, and said to Shiyi: "After so many years, why do you still care so much about him? Don't you think he betrayed you less? I think back then, it was because I fell in love with him that I was sealed, and, don't you see? The Four Holy Mothers, how many have appeared now? You, me, and the girl who chatted with Fang Yan, as the head of the Four Holy Mother, don't you feel it?" The person who appeared next to Shiyi was none other than Huan'er.

Shiyi looked up at her a few times and said: "You are wrong, I was also present when you and all the heavenly soldiers were sealed, things are not what you think, in fact, you love Thunder, not the Yan King, and the reason why you were sealed is ......" Shiyi said halfway, and suddenly stopped speaking.

"Why? Huan'er asked.

"I can't say, I'm sorry. Shiyi replied.

Now that my memory has recovered most of it, although I am only a Dharma Body, I still have the right to know everything, you should not do this to me, how to say it, I am also one of the Four Holy Mother, why do you keep me in the dark. "Huan'er's emotions are a little out of control, and her voice is getting louder and louder.

Fang Yan scratched Lina's nose with his hand and said, "If you're really hungry, I don't mind eating with you." ”

Lena's face flushed slightly, she lowered her head, nodded slightly, and said, "Hmm,"

Lena was so shy that when she said this, her voice was inaudible.

Fang Yan looked into the distance, pretending to be looking around at the scenery.

In fact, Fang Yan had already noticed that the two people in the distance, and Fang Yan scratched Lina's nose on purpose, deliberately for Shiyi to see, because, he could feel that Shiyi was watching him somewhere.

"Then let's go eat now. Lena said.

After waiting for a long time and seeing no response, she raised her head and saw that Fang Yan was looking around, she followed Fang Yan's eyes, but found nothing.

"Fortune teller, fortune teller, hey, fortune teller. Lena screamed several times.

"Ah, ah, what's wrong?" Fang Yan came back to his senses and asked.

"I said, let's go eat now. Lena said again.

"Oh, oh, yes. Fang Yan responded.

"By the way, what were you just looking at?" asked Lena.

"Oh, no, I just thought I had met some acquaintance, and that back was very similar just now. Fang Yan replied.

"Then let's go eat. Lena said with a beaming face.

"Ahh After Fang Yan finished speaking, he followed Lena towards the cafeteria.

"Why can't you tell me?" said Lou'er, still chattering, asking about poetry.

"That's because, somebody's playing a big game, how big is this game? Let's put it this way, this game, the losing side, will be suppressed forever, and there will never be a chance to reappear, you can even understand it this way, we will all die, and it will be the kind that disappears forever, and as for why we don't want you to let you know, it's because we love you, and would rather be suppressed for eternity, or die, than let you accompany us to suffer this suffering, or, Accompanying us to die together, this is our love for you, and also, you are not recovering a little memory, your memory is not in your body at all, but in the hands of another person, and the person you love is not King Yan, Fang Yan, but me, Thunder Emperor, Yuan Hui. ”

Shiyi didn't speak, Huan'er looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of her, her heart was shaken, I don't know why, as soon as this man appeared, her heart rose and fell with his words.

"Who are you?" asked Wan'er knowingly.

"You know who I am, why are you asking who I am?" said Yuanhui with a smile.

"I, I, I don't know you. Wan'er said a little wrongly.

"Huh. ”

Yuanhui smiled slightly, then turned around, looked at Shiyi, and said: "Our Lady of Creation, this king hopes that you, don't come to harm this king's brother, King Yan, infatuated with you, and loyal to you, but you betrayed him again and again, knowing that our heavenly king and the demon king are opposites, but every time, you are sabotaging, every time, it is you who approach the demon kings first, and those demon kings are ambiguous." ”

"No, I really didn't, in this life, I really didn't betray him, really, at the beginning, I didn't know that Ling Jia was the Demon King, I hadn't recovered my memory at that time, and, I and him, nothing, really. Poetry defended itself.

"Enough, your little, this king doesn't want to know, and it has nothing to do with this king, this king originally thought that in your life, you will definitely not betray this king's brother, and you will lose this king to call you a sister-in-law, but I didn't expect it to be, but this king's sister-in-law is called in vain, you really don't deserve to be the wife of King Yan, betrayed again and again, if you change to this king, this king will definitely end you with his own hands, and now, this king really feels unworthy for King Yan. The more Yuanhui spoke, the more excited he became, and he almost started with poetry.