"You...... I ......"

Zichen stammered, not knowing what to say.

Sang Yu looked at him with a flat face: "I'm fine, are you okay?" ”

"I didn't ...... There is no ......"

Sang Yu smiled: "If not, please close the door." ”

Zi Chen withdrew in a trance and closed the door.

As if she was afraid that she would be late, she would open her mouth and tell him to cancel the wedding.

He stood in the doorway, listening to the intimate sound that continued to come from inside, and in an instant, an emotion that had never crept up to his brain, and he turned pale and covered his heart in excruciating pain.

It's not true, it must not be true, right?

He thought it was all his delusion.

He stood at the door and did not leave.

The sound in the room lasted for an unknown amount of time before the door slowly opened from the inside.

The girl came out of it, this time without the red silk scarf around her neck, and the tooth marks on it were clearly visible.

"Zichen, let's talk."

Inexplicably, Zichen had an intuition that the girl was going to say something she didn't want to hear.

He took a few steps back, turned and walked out: "I...... It's time for me to go back. ”

"Aren't you curious?"

"I ...... I'm tired and I want to go back and rest......"

"Zichen." The girl behind him stopped him, "That's what you just saw." ”

Zi Chen's footsteps could no longer move forward.

"I'm reborn, but I haven't lost my memory."

"Zi Chen, I still remember the pain caused by the Eye of Kunlun, and I also remember that it all stems from your distrust."

The girl's words shocked Zichen at the same time, but also panicked and guilty.

His eyes reddened: "I'm sorry, Sang Yu, it was my fault back then." ”

"You know, a lot of things don't end with a word of sorry."

Sang Yu approached him, and word by word, like a thousand pounds of boulders hitting his heart.

"Zi Chen, I have been moved by you before, but after more than five hundred years, only hatred remains."

Zi Chen's mood almost collapsed: "Don't say it, don't say it......"

"I'm coming back to get revenge on you."

The girl was still talking, her eyes were cold and strange, and there was no trace of attachment.

"Tomorrow's wedding will be held normally, but I won't love you, and I won't stay in the divine realm, this is my last revenge on you, do you understand?"

With that, she turned and walked back.

Zi Chen moved her lips, and stopped her when she wanted to speak: "Sangyu, he ...... Who is he? ”

Sang Yu did not respond.

"Yes...... Lord Heavenly Dao, right? ”

He should have guessed it a long time ago.

Lord Tiandao looked at her with such a wrong look.

But he just wouldn't admit it.

Sang Yu paused as he lifted his feet, but still did not respond.

Zi Chen's voice trembled, "Do you love him?" ”

“…… Love or not has nothing to do with you. ”

Zi Chen watched her walk into the Goddess Palace, and the cold door closed without hesitation in front of his eyes.

She hesitated......

So, is she already in love with Lord Tiandao?

Zi Chen didn't dare to think about it.

He thought he had waited so many years and finally found her.

But she didn't want to, she had no feelings for him for a long time.

Tears finally slipped uncontrollably.

He was pale and didn't know what to do......

Back in the hall, Sang Yu looked at Cangyuan, who was obediently sitting on the couch and waiting for him to come back, and his mood seemed to be a little better.

"What did you talk about?"

"You didn't eavesdrop?"

"If you don't like it, I won't eavesdrop."

Sang Yu glanced at him, not knowing if it was an illusion, she felt that his complexion seemed to be whiter.

She didn't think deeply, just sneered: "I haven't seen you so well-behaved before." ”

(End of chapter)