Chapter 362: The Long Night of Love 13

Natsuki waited quietly for her to continue.

“...... However, Ji Wuxue, you'd better be a little mentally prepared, the Demon Venerable has always loved you, but that was you in the past, it was the little fairy Ji Wuxue...... He has always loved this person, and he has never changed, until now, he still loves Ji Wuxue, and I believe it will never change...... However, the current Ji Wuxue is no longer you!"

After Bai Qiao finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Xia Ji didn't ask, nor did she catch up, just quietly watched the dimmer moonlight.

Now Ji Wuxue is no longer you!

Natsuhime pondered this sentence and didn't understand what it meant for a while.

In the lake, reflecting a strange face, she stared at it for a long time, and then let out a long breath: Indeed, the current Ji Wuxue is no longer you!

In other words, you are no longer Ji Wuxue.

Dark Lord Wu Xian, he has loved Ji Wuxue for 700,000 years, and in the future, he will continue to love - but, Ji Wuxue, it is really not you anymore!

You're just Natsuhime!

It was a scorched land.

Natsuhime was very familiar, she didn't feel strange at all, in her dreams, she often came to this place, several times, after the grass full of red flowers, without excess, directly to this terrible sea of death.

Not a single grass grows, no birds fly, and even the air is dead.

In the distance, piles of corpses, charred black charcoal.

She walked slowly, slowly.

Not far away, she stopped.

She could see the charred corpses clearly—it was, it was!

That's what my face looks like now.

No wonder, Bai Qiao didn't feel scared when she saw her.

It's just because they have long been accustomed to seeing the "masterpiece" of the Emperor of Heaven - it is the after-effect of the burning of the heavenly fire. The so-called poisoning of human beings is actually just the last punishment of the Immortal Emperor for her. The Flame Golden Crow didn't burn her to death, this time, he used the Scorching Sky Fire.

As a result, even if she is a little fairy of the Nine Heavens, she has become such an ugly appearance, and she will never have a chance to recover in her life.

At this time, she no longer has immortal arts, she is just a human being who has no power to restrain the chicken, neither can change in seventy-two ways, nor can she automatically restore her body, so in her lifetime, she will bear such a terrible appearance.

When she understood this, she realized how scared she was.

In this world, how can anyone look like this every day? Not to mention outsiders, even she can't stand it.

She suddenly covered her face so hard that tears flowed from her fingers.

"No snow...... No snow ......"

She looked up in amazement and looked at the man who came out from behind the scorched earth - where did he come from, when it was an endless scorched earth with no human tracks??

She was vague, and suddenly remembered her dream.

Just like the man in front of him, he looked at her, and there was a faint uneasiness, a faint embarrassment, and even a subtle embarrassment in his eyes...... For the first time in hundreds of thousands of years since she had known him, he had shown such a look in front of her...... It's like a man quietly went out behind his wife's back and did something bad, and then, his wife caught him red-handed......

"No snow...... No snow ...... How did you come here??I'm looking for you everywhere......"