Chapter 745: Red Dust Tribulation (8)

Meng Chengcheng shook his head, his expression was incomprehensible, "It is not easy to change your life with your life, you need to have the help of a life-sharing spirit beast, and use the spirit of the spirit beast to transfer the number of lives." The dragon girl might as well think about it, has someone given the girl a spirit animal these days, and if there is, that person is the one who changed your life for you."

Long Ziyue looked at the dream city in a daze, and her eyes were full of confusion.

Seeing this, Dream Allure didn't say much, quietly stared at the fallen leaves in front of him, and waited with his eyes down.

After nearly a quarter of an hour, Long Ziyue spoke, her voice low and trembling uncontrollably, "If you transfer your life to me, Ziqing...... What will happen? ”

"Half of the life expectancy, after that...... Soul Scattered"

Boom! Long Ziyue's body slammed into the window lattice, but she didn't seem to know, she just stared at the dream of the city, and whispered in disbelief, "You said Ziqing will be gone?" ”

"He is the body of a remnant soul, and he needs to live with the spirit beast, and now he has given the spirit beast to you, that is, he has lost the protection of the spirit beast, and with his current soul power, it is difficult to be reborn or reincarnated, so ......"

"What if I give him back the spirit beast?"

Meng Chengcheng shook his head slightly, "The number of lives can only be transferred, not returned"

Long Ziyue took a few steps back, her expression pale.

Meng Chengcheng frowned, and sighed in a low voice: "If you can't bear it in your heart, go and see him, that person will never survive in the world again after this life."

The body shook suddenly, and the hope that was condensed in the eyes was covered by the mist, Long Ziyue looked at the dream of the city in a daze, looked at the pair of plain and clear eyes, and suddenly burst into tears.

In her previous life, she had borne him for ten years, but he used his life to precipitate a love.

When she met again in this life, she still chose the phantom night, but she still got no regrets from him in exchange for eternal life.

Two lives and two lives, infatuated and unrepentant.

Ziqing, how can I be so affectionate from you?

The moon is hidden and sad autumn, and this night is the thickest.

The red sun swept away the dark clouds in the sky, and it was clear again.

The door of Jinghe Courtyard rang softly, and Long Ziyue stepped out of the door with slightly heavy steps.

I have a lot of thoughts, I haven't slept all night, and my clear eyes can't help but be a little gloomy.

The courtyard door was pushed open at this time, and the slender figure of Phantom Night strode forward.

Entering the courtyard, Phantom Night stopped, raised his eyes to look in the direction of the bedroom, and saw that Long Ziyue had woken up, and his frowning brows stretched unconsciously.

Long Ziyue stood quietly outside the door, looking at the phantom night through the fluttering petals, the quiet lotus courtyard in the early morning was too quiet, as if she couldn't bear to stop even in the wind.

Memories jumped to 10,000 years ago, she met him at the bottom of that valley, under the Mo mulberry tree, on the bank of the moon river, she danced, he looked back, his eyes collided, and set off all kinds of shock.

I don't know why, but it's a deep love.

Long Ziyue drew her mind from her memories, the phantom night had already stepped in front of her, and at this moment she was looking at her with those cold and angry eyes, the anger in her eyes had not disappeared, and she was obviously still minding last night's dispute.

Long Ziyue was stunned for a moment, and her eyes darkened.

Phantom Night, not the person from 10,000 years ago, he doesn't remember his previous life.

I don't remember the hurt and the pain, the hatred and the remorse.

Everything that happened in that valley was left in her memory alone, and she always remembered and remembered it, but Phantom Night had withdrawn from her memories and never remembered its affection.

An infatuated lover is also a sad lover, why is an affectionate person not a lover?

Phantom Night waited for a moment, and saw that Long Ziyue just lowered her eyes and didn't speak, and a few angry handfuls rose in her heart for no reason, and even with her handsome face, she forced out the fire.

The difference between life and death, can he not compete with the obsession in her heart after all?