Chapter 864: Pseudo Past

Wang Cheng felt like he was going crazy.

His senior sister, the woman he has always admired.

That cold, arrogant, and otherworldly Leng Ning.

She actually performed the female ritual for that devil.

Blanch!

Inside, Jiang Yantian looked at them with a slightly sad expression.

There was a gleam in his eyes.

"Do you know why I arrested you?"

The three women looked at each other and shook their heads.

"That's right, how could you remember? It's been so many years."

"Time flies by, it's gone in a flash. When you look back, you've been reincarnated and now you don't recognize each other."

As he was speaking, Jiang Yantian had already asked Tongzi to forge evidence.

First take down the most difficult condensation.

Jiang Yantian’s words left the three women confused.

Could it be that they knew each other in their previous life?

Jiang Yantian turned around and looked at Leng Ning.

Leng Ning paused, suddenly feeling a little overwhelmed.

"Ning'er, I really didn't expect to meet you today."

As he spoke, Jiang Yantian walked towards Leng Ning.

Leng Ning's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively pushed back, just sticking to the window.

Although I can't see outside.

But you can see inside from the outside.

Wang Cheng looked at his senior sister right in front of him and his throat became hoarse from shouting.

"Senior sister, senior sister, I'm here!"

“Senior Sister, ahhhhhh!”

Wang Cheng stretched out his hand, but couldn't touch it at all.

Jumping up and down in anxiety.

"Devil, you devil, what do you want to do to my senior sister? Get out of here, get out of here!"

At this distance, you can see very clearly.

Jiang Yantian seemed to want to hug his senior sister.

Leng Ning had nowhere to retreat and quickly turned his head away.

That pretty face was full of tension.

"Ning'er, do you really have no memory at all?"

Leng Ning shook his head nervously: "Reporting to the Demon Emperor... I... I don't know."

Jiang Yantian didn't do anything to her, but nodded disappointedly.

"That's right, you are no longer her, how could you possibly remember."

He slowly took out a leather scroll and handed it to Leng Ning.

"This item is returned to you."

"This is the handwriting you left behind in ancient times."

Leng Ning had no idea whether it was true or not.

But he still took the scroll.

She looked at Jiang Yantian, then at the scroll.

"Can I...can I open it?"

"Of course, it can be considered as returning the property to its original owner." Jiang Yantian sighed: "Actually, it's my fault. I shouldn't have such a deep obsession."

"After accepting this, I hope to have a meal with you, and then I will let you go."

"You and I...we'll part ways, and from now on, we'll live in peace and tranquility, far apart in the world."

"I shouldn't be trapped by obsession. Just knowing that you are fine is enough."

Jiang Yantian established a deeply affectionate persona.

Want to run? No way.

Hearing Jiang Yantian's words, Leng Ning's delicate body trembled.

It seemed as if I really had some relationship with him.

The Demon Emperor had been sealed for endless years, and even after he came out, he still missed me so much.

Although, I am not the same person as in the previous life.

Such infatuation...how can one not be moved at all.

The condensation did not show, but the leather scroll was gently opened.

It was a very ancient leather scroll.

Wrote a lot.

But it's more like a suicide note.

It really seems to be a suicide note because it is handwritten.

She looked at what was written there carefully.

"My name is Leng Ning. I wandered the world like a duckweed on the waves, my heart wandering. Until one day, I met a person with an extraordinary temperament and affectionate eyes. We talked and laughed happily, and I felt a tacit understanding and a kindred spirit."

"He is so understanding of my feelings, always lending a helping hand when I'm in trouble, and lighting a bright light when I'm lost. From then on, my heart has found a place to rest, just like a lonely boat returning to the harbor, a weary bird returning to the forest."

"The rest of my life is long, I wish to hold your hand, enjoy the mist and clouds together, and share the joys and sorrows.

"Since I married my husband, my heart has always been filled with joy. Every day I am immersed in sweet tenderness, and my love for him is endless."

"Every morning when I wake up, I see my husband's face and feel that the years are peaceful. Every evening when I return home, I am at my husband's side, holding his hand and sharing the same respect. This is truly the greatest happiness in life."

"However, my husband's fame shook heaven and earth, and what he did was unacceptable to Heaven. Suddenly, the disaster of war struck like a thunderbolt. My husband was murdered by treacherous people and trapped in a chasm, suffering endless torture."

"To protect us, he resolutely sacrificed himself. In an instant, the situation changed drastically, and all the people in the restricted area mourned. I witnessed this scene in the devastation, and my heart was broken and my heart was broken."

"From then on, my life was like a dead tree, my heart was like ashes, without a husband to accompany me, even if there were beautiful days and beautiful scenery, they were like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water, without any interest."

"Whenever I think of my husband's voice, face, and smile, and recall the deep affection we shared in the past, tears well up like a spring, soaking my clothes."

"Now I have decided to follow my husband and leave this handwritten letter in the world. In the next life, I will still be Leng Ning, this body and this soul, my determination will never change."

"Even though the world changes a thousand times, my love for my husband will never change. I hope to meet him again in the next life and continue our relationship."

"Stay together forever."

——Leng Ning’s last work!

As Leng Ning watched, some images actually appeared in her mind.

It really is just like their past.

In fact, it was Jiang Yantian who added something.

The condensed tears had already begun to flow uncontrollably.

Two lines of clear tears slid down and dripped onto the leather scroll.

"Oh shit!" Jiang Yantian was secretly surprised. Is the substitution so powerful?

Actually cried.

Leng Ning looked at Jiang Yantian, tears welling up in her eyes.

She didn't know if it was true, but her heart ached.

Like a sharp blade piercing through.

My whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

Those beautiful eyes stayed on Jiang Yantian for a long time.

The two stared at each other in silence.

The three guys outside were confused.

"What did you see? Why is your senior sister crying?" Lin Ling asked.

"How the hell should I know!" Wang Cheng was extremely panicked.

Damn, senior sister actually cried.

I'm not crying for that man, am I?

This is bad.

If you are bullied, you can say that you are oppressed and unable to resist.

But crying doesn't mean you might give your heart away.

Spicy balls!

"Senior sister, senior sister!!!" Wang Cheng was slapping frantically again.

"That devil must have set you up. You can't believe it."

"What on earth did you see? Why do your cold eyes have such a burning gaze?"

No matter how he roared, the person inside remained unmoved.

Jiang Yantian sighed and said slowly: "Although the handwriting is like this, it is one person in one lifetime and cannot be confused."

"Meeting you today was an accident. I have no intention of getting entangled with you, and you don't have to be afraid."

"You are not Leng Ning. You are also Leng Ning, but you are not my Ning'er."

"See you today, just like meeting an old friend. Could you please have a meal with me and fulfill a small wish of mine?"

"After today, you will still be you. I know you are doing well, and I am relieved. From now on, I will not disturb your life or cause you any trouble."

Listening to Jiang Yantian's words, Leng Ning seemed to be really affected.

Her delicate body trembled slightly, and her eyes were instantly filled with crystal tears, as if covered by a layer of gauze.

Her lips trembled, she bit her lower lip tightly, and a suppressed sob escaped from her throat.

He clutched his clothes with both hands, his knuckles turned white, and tears welled up in his eyes, streaming down and soaking the front of his clothes.

That sad look, like a delicate flower shivering in the cold wind, makes people feel pity.

Seeing this, Jiang Yantian took a step forward, immediately stepped forward and hugged her in his arms.

Hold tightly.

It seems like I never want to let her go again.

Leng Ning leaned in his arms, tears streaming down her face, and silently hugged his waist.

Wang Cheng: “?”

“I stir-fried lotus roots!”