The most tearful thing is to reunite after a long absence.

The wind, it seems, also has affection. It blew gently, blowing Murong Li's full of black silk, blowing Murong Li's purple ink robe, and then blowing through my eyes and blowing off a sycamore behind me.

Death cannot be resurrected, which is also one of the laws of heaven and earth.

Back then, I violated the laws of heaven and earth to gather souls in an instant, which caused turmoil in the Six Realms, and I was punished for not being able to coexist with an instant.

Murong Li died in front of me.

In the tens of millions of years after that, I also saw his scattered soul fragments with my own eyes, and when he died, he was just an ordinary mortal, so the soul fragments had no connection with each other.

In other words, Murong Li could never be resurrected.

But now he is standing alive in front of me, dressed in a purple ink robe, holding a folding fan in his hand, everything is exactly the same as it was back then.

I secretly cast my eyes to see his soul through his shell, and with just one glance, my tears fell.

The person brought by the Thousand Emperors is Murong Li, who is not bad at all, it is true.

"Leaving ......"

Murong Li hooked a smile from the corner of his mouth, stepped forward and hugged me into his arms, and said softly, "It's me!"

How many years have I not heard his voice? It's been so long that I can't remember how many times I was reincarnated after he died, how many years I lived, only that it had been so long that I almost forgot his voice.

Murong Li hugged me very tightly, and tears kept falling on his shoulders like beads with broken threads.

In Murong Li's familiar and warm embrace, I gradually forgot everything around me, and my thoughts returned to a long, long time ago.

I remember that after I was killed by Ding Ruochen, it was two years after I opened my eyes again.

After waking up, I would rather stay in Yan than go to Huaguo to find Zhu Zixiao, once because of my obsession with him caused a lifetime of hatred, sorrow and joy, that life, I don't want to be attached anymore, I think if there is a fate, we will eventually meet again.

After another three years, on the birthday of the emperor of Yan, the birthday messengers sent by Huaguo were the third prince Murong Li and Xiaoyao Hou Zhu Zixiao.

At that time, I was the Oiran of Baihualou, a famous prostitute who moved the world.

I think that if there was no "National Anthem of the People's Republic of China", Zhu Zixiao would not recognize me.

And Murong Li ......

I used to be in front of him, and then I changed my identity and appearance, and Murong recognized me at a glance from him.

I think he must have loved me so much that he could recognize me with a pair of eyes.

"Ahem!"

Just as I was drowning in the past, Qianhuang suddenly coughed lightly.

Speaking of Qianhuang, he can be said to have interpreted the word "merry" to the fullest, and his rhetoric and love words are his forte, such a person will never be embarrassed to see me and Murong Li hugging each other.

I looked up and saw the Thousand Emperor with a thief smile on his face, I was puzzled, he moved away slightly, and the demon dressed in white behind him instantly fell into my eyes.

I was stunned.

Murong Li Xu felt the stiffness of my body, and he let go of his embrace and slowly turned around.

A few people were facing each other in the wind, and I didn't know how to speak.

"Snow, who is this?"

I didn't know how to answer in a daze, but Murong Li beside me had already spoken: "I am Xue'er's husband, Murong Li." ”

I saw Demon Instant's frown, and his gaze moved from Murong Li's face to my waist.

Since Murong and I got married, whenever we stood side by side, his hand would always be on my waist and gently stop me, which was very intimate.

Seeing Demon Instant's deep frown, I subconsciously wanted to explain: "Instant, it's not ......"

But as soon as the words came out, I immediately woke up, and I turned my head to look at Murong Li, and sure enough, I saw his angry gaze.

Why is this the case?

I never thought that Murong Li would be resurrected on this day, let alone that one day, he would appear in front of me with Demon Instant.

The atmosphere at the scene became strange for a while.

I was anxious not knowing what to do.

Qianhuang glanced at the piano stand next to him, walked over unceremoniously and sat on a low stool, raised one hand to support the piano stand, and looked at me with a playful expression.

"Ya Ya hoo, finally caught up, hostess, do you know? This time I played chess with the fairy king, and it was the male owner who won, Ya Ya Hu, so good!"

The sound of the ball suddenly came, breaking the silence.

Then a white light rushed into my arms, not forgetting to rub his fleshy little head against my chest.

In the past, I would pick up its ears and throw it out, and I didn't forget to say, "Get the ball." ”

Qiuqiu was curious as to why I would let him eat tofu today instead of throwing him away.

The little head popped out and saw Murong Li on the side, and asked in surprise, "Mistress, who is this person?"

Qiuqiu's words stimulated Murong Li even more, he glanced at the demon moment fiercely, and said lightly: "Xue'er, who is he?"

How do I answer "I ......"?

Demon Instant, Murong Li, the two most important men in my life, how should I introduce each other to them?

Do you want me to say: Leave, this is the person I love deeply, demon instantly. Instantly, this is the person I love deeply, Murong Li.

"Mistress, why don't you speak?" Qiuqiu saw that I didn't answer for a long time, so he said to Murong Li with a kind and proud look, "This is my host......ess!

Qiuqiu turned the middle of his words into a gesture, and his two small pink paws bent two fingers in front of his chest and moved.

The air around him suddenly turned cold, and a gust of black wind drifted through him at a rapid speed, heading towards the demon instantly.

"Leave, don't!" I exclaimed, but it was too late.

On the North Sea, two figures, one black and one white, had already fought together, and the strong spiritual power set off a hurricane, causing the sea water to churn continuously, and a huge wave came over, knocking down all the sycamore flowers on the entire island.

The Thousand Emperors snapped their fingers and set up an enchantment around me and him, blocking the raging water.

"Moment, moment, stop!" I tossed the ball aside and shouted at the two of them.

Despite the waves and the howling wind, I think they could hear me.

However, instead of stopping, the battle between the two intensified.

I don't know which of the two of them unleashed the attack and fell on the surface of the sea, and the stirred up sea water fell from the sky like a rain of sun.

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