These three words come from the depths of the soul.

That night, Yun Xian'er asked herself expectantly if she still remembered her sister-in-law.

And Wang Yi didn't even think of anything.

After that, the fairies told everything again, but after listening to it, they only sighed secretly that they were jealous and red-faced, and there were no waves in their hearts.

Now, Wang Yi knew that Yun Xianshu's body was buried in the mountain behind the imperial palace, and he hadn't been there once.

What a bastard!

At this moment, Wang Yi's heart was like being twisted by a knife, and he was in pain.

Fairy she... It's going to be even worse...

Therefore, Wang Yi said these three words, representing the previous life and also the present life.

"Huh?"

This variable is so amazing, Yun Xian'er was stunned for a moment, looked at her husband in a daze, and couldn't say anything.

The tears in Wang Yi's eyes flowed more and more, and he couldn't control it at all.

His vision was blurry now, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Suddenly, Yun Xian'er in front of her seemed to shake for a moment, and then the outline gradually became clear.

In the haze, a delicate face that was both familiar and unfamiliar slowly emerged.

It's Yun Xianshu...

Perhaps, she is a fragment of memory in the depths of her soul.

Or maybe it's a nightmare that my heart is obsessed with...

Or maybe it's just a painting... Dream bubble...

"Immortals... Shu..."

Wang Yi opened his mouth in a trembling voice, everything was gone in his eyes, only the shadow in front of him.

He couldn't tell the difference, it was a dream... Or reality.

"Big bad, hee-hee..."

'Yun Xianshu' smiled, still so sweet, so cute: "I'm leaving, don't miss me too much..."

Wang Yi gritted his steel teeth hard, and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Endless tears flowed frantically down the palms of his hands.

This farewell, countless years late...

What a great martyr this is?

Although her eyes were covered, Yun Xianshu still did not disappear, she stared at Wang Yi and said with a sweet smile: "Big villain, after I leave, you must take care of my sister..."

Wang Yi's tears flowed more and more, he wanted to open his mouth to keep it, but he couldn't say anything.

After Yun Xianshu finished speaking, she began to slowly retreat, and finally turned around and walked into the distance.

This scene is the same as when the previous life parted in the mountain behind the sect... Same.

"Xianshu!"

Wang Yi finally spoke and hissed, "Don't go..."

The poignant shadow trembled slightly, but did not stop, and said in a quiet voice: "I, I should not have appeared in the world. So, I've never hated anything. However, you show up. And I hated it. I hate you, I hate your presence. Hate me more, hate my own... Fate..."

She went farther and farther...

"Xianshu..."

Wang Yi roared loudly and desperately grabbed forward.

'Whew'

He suddenly put on a layer of softness, but he couldn't stop the footsteps of the distant shadow.

"Big bad, again... See..."

Yun Xianshu's back slowly disappeared in... In endless darkness.

Leading edge... Eventually.

"Ahh

Wang Yi shouted in the sky, and his sadness went straight to the sky.

It's a pity that that person can't be called back.

At this moment.

The projection of the void had long since faded, and the fairies pursed their lips and looked at their husbands.

Just now, at the same time that Yun Xian'er was stunned by Wang Yi's move, Ziyue noticed the variable for the second time.

"My husband's memories are recombining..."

She cut everything off in an instant and sent a message to her sisters.

The fairies bowed their heads one after another, and there was no movement.

Li Xueshi on the other side was also silent, and her heart was now filled with the stubborn illness of her lover.

"Whew... Whew..."

After Wang Yi finished shouting, he gasped for breath.

His hands were holding Yun Xian'er's shoulders.

The softness I just caught is this.

"Old... Male..."

Yun Xian'er raised her hand and stroked the other party's face, her eyes were full of tears, and she said in a trembling voice: "Thank you... You..."

How smart are the four houses? You don't need to deduce to understand everything.

Yun Xian'er didn't hate Wang Yi for lying to her before, because the other party was taking care of her feelings.

Now, my husband finally remembered everything.

I remembered my sister.

"Whew..."

Wang Yi exhaled heavily, closed his eyes tightly, and muttered: "Xian'er, Xianshu, she hates my appearance, and she also hates her fate..."

He uttered the last words of the shadow as she left.

"Huh?"

Yun Xian'er was stunned suddenly, and her pretty face rose in disbelief.

Husband he...

......

In the long river of the past.

Chaos Emperor Palace, four palaces boudoir.

'Bang Dang'

"I don't drink... Woo..."

After Yun Xianshu knocked over the porcelain bowl containing the medicine, she lay on the bed and cried loudly.

"You..."

Yun Xian'er on the side was suddenly shocked and angry, and couldn't help but shout loudly: "Do you know how rare this 'Ten Thousand Year Nine Yang Grass' is?

She rarely scolds her sister, and this time she made an exception.

"I just don't drink it..."

Yun Xianshu didn't listen at all and continued to cry.

Yun Xian'er glared at her angrily, but it didn't take long for her eyes to burst into tears.

Then, she couldn't hold on any longer, hugged her sister and cried bitterly.

I don't know how long it took, but the crying gradually subsided.

"Sister. ”

Yun Xianshu lay in her sister's arms and murmured, "My sister shouldn't have appeared in the world, so I never hated anything. But when he appeared, I became hateful. I hate his appearance, and I hate my fate even more..."

After hearing this, Yun Xian'er closed her eyes in pain and let the tears flow for a long time.

Sigong didn't know that outside his boudoir, there was a majestic figure.

The Chaos Heavenly Emperor happened to be passing by here, and he happened to hear Yun Xianshu's words.

He was shocked, stopped, and looked at the door of the fourth palace.

Gradually, there was a trace of confusion in Ling Rudian's black eyes.

The Chaos Heavenly Emperor seemed to remember some of the past. He slowly raised his hand, trying to push it away.

"Heavenly Divine Land, ask to see the Chaos Heavenly Emperor..."

Suddenly, a deep voice rose from the front hall of the Imperial Palace.

The Chaos Heavenly Emperor was shocked again, and the confusion in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

He muttered for a moment, then turned abruptly and left.

Only the sisters of the four palaces are left here... Tears fell into tears.

......

After a dozen seconds.

"Husband..."

Yun Xian'er's eyes flashed, and she said in a trembling voice: "Could it be... Have you ever been interested in Xianshu?"

Since the other party said this, it means that Ailang heard everything at that time, and although he cut off the relationship, he remembered it.

So...

"Yes..."

Wang Yi nodded heavily and said word by word: "I really like Xianshu." I loved it in the past, and even more so now..."

The fairies were stunned, and they were all shocked.

They really don't know what this is going on.

Yun Xian'er stared at Ailang stupidly, the tears in her eyes flowed more and more, and finally with a 'wow', she hugged each other and cried.

Sister, have you ever heard?

He... It's like you.

Sister, you... No regrets.

Wang Yi also raised his hands and hugged Yun Xian'er.

At the same time, the obsession in his heart is even more profound.

We must not embark on the path of a lifetime.

Never...

At the right time.

'Bang'

The barrier hundreds of meters away suddenly trembled, as if it had been attacked by something.

(End of chapter)