Chapter 3970: That's not him

The smile on the old woman's face was slowly released, her jaw gently, and she quietly watched Ling Luoyu walk towards the co-pilot's door.

She stroked the cold car door with her fingertips, and bowed slightly to look at Mo Xuanchen in the car.

"Yu'er, we are home..."

He beckoned gently, as gentle as ever.

just--

"boom!"

The door closed heavily.

"roll!"

The old woman's smile froze for an instant: "Little girl, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? I don't want to die!"

Ling Luoyu Xiecheng turned around and stopped looking at Mo Xuanchen.

"All of this is my illusion, because you can weave a story that can trap me forever according to the deepest desires, fears, sadness and other emotions in my heart... In this world, you are a good master. , But my life is up to me!"

Her eyes were fierce instantly.

"Now, get out of my consciousness..."

"Ling Luoyu, you will regret it...because you will die in Mo Xuanchen's hands..."

The old woman's figure began to fade strangely, and her voice became a little hysterical.

"You two will never be together, doomed to life and death... This is your fate and your ending..."

"Don't worry, I won't let this ending happen to me..."

Ling Luoyu gently shook his fingertips and waved goodbye to the old woman.

"I will change the ending... If the sky wants to stop me, then I will reverse the day!!"

The figure of the old woman finally turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared.

After she disappeared, all the scenery around Ling Luoyu slowly became thinner.

Ling Luoyu stepped back two steps, looked at Mo Xuanchen in the car, and suddenly stepped forward.

She walked through the diluted body and kissed Mo Xuanchen with her head down.

"Wait for me to find you..."

Mo Xuanchen fixedly looked at her with a smile in his eyes, which faded to disappear.

Ling Luoyu's heart ached faintly, as if she had killed the man herself.

Taking a deep breath, she slowly closed her eyes, concealing the floating tears.

"I thought you were really hard-hearted..."

The old woman's voice recurred in her ears.

Ling Luoyu opened his eyes.

In front of her, the old woman was still the same, but she was no longer so ragged, but a white robe, noble and cold.

She stood on the endless jade stairs, condescending: "If you are not willing, why give up?"

"Because he is not Mo Xuanchen..."

"Then you still kiss her?"

"Because he is Mo Xuanchen!"

"..."

The old woman was taken aback, and then smiled: "You are really interesting... as funny as him!"

"He?" Ling Luoyu was moved: "Which one?"

"You know which I'm talking about..."

The old woman stepped down the last step barefoot, and suddenly stretched out an endless soft lawn under her feet.

And behind her, the jade stairs disappeared.

Ling Luoyu raised her eyebrows lightly--

The function of this forbidden undead is similar to her Chaos Umbrella, allowing the master to construct the world in it as long as the master is happy.

"When the baby came to see me, just like you, he sneered at the beauty I gave him... You know, the little man I gave him is gentler than you, virtuous than you... And in terms of temperament, better The current you...but he is the same as you. He didn't even look at him, and he just rejected him..."

Ling Luoyu smiled: "Because that's not me!"