Chapter 4191: How could he not remember her (1)
"Dong Tang Mozun, supreme, sitting on the beauty of the world, where will you remember a passer-by on the cultivating continent, a non-existent dew of love."
Jun Ji consciously wanted to refute.
But there was pain in the body. He could not tell whether it was pain in the magic core or pain in the soul.
But he didn't want to lose his gaze in front of his hard-to-find daughter, so he straightened his spine without showing any clues.
Mu Yan took a deep breath and pressed down the emotion in her heart.
Fortunately, as the Moqin space is open today, the contents can be taken out.
She threw a bronze bell with blood marks into Jun's hands.
The bell made a clanging sound in the air, drawn an arc, and fell into the hands of Jun Jitian.
Mu Yan said dumbly: "You can rest assured that Ning Yan's heart is dead, and no one will hold you responsible for a dew of love in the red dust calendar."
The corner of her mouth outlined a ridiculous arc: "This is the blood-stripe bell left after her death. Although you may not want it, I think it is best to give it to you. If you really don’t look down on it, don’t discard it. And just give it back to me."
"Another sentence, Ning Yan heart let me bring you."
"She said: destiny is destined, destiny is destined. I don't hate him, I just wish to live forever, with the ruler of the king, Bilu Huangquan, never see each other."
After Mu Yan finished speaking, he saw the man on the opposite side tightly holding the blood-stained bell for a long while without speaking.
She felt that Jun Jitian's state seemed a bit wrong.
But waiting for her to see clearly, Jun Jitian said coldly, "The deity knows."
Then quickly disappeared inside the house.
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Since Yun Ruohan informed everyone that Mu Yan was awake, Minwei and Tianhe were anxiously waiting for news in the room.
After seeing Jun Jitian appearing, Elder Minwei immediately greeted him: "Mozun, Her Royal Highness agreed to come back with us... Mozun! Mozun!!! What's wrong with you?!"
Jun Jitian almost fell to the ground, his body fell down, and the whole person curled up into a ball, trembling violently.
With trembling, the blood-stained bell held in his hand seemed to sound like a ding.
It was like a cry of blood crying.
A low laugh overflowed from his throat.
But the laughter was extremely bleak and desperate, and with bitter hatred, accompanied by a sad ringtone, it made people feel panic-stricken.
At this moment, countless voices and pictures are pouring into Jun Jitian's mind.
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Feelings are like impermanence, but they are dying instantly.
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——“My name is Jun Xiyuan... Hey, don’t go! I will tell you my name and the courtesy, should you also tell me yours?”
——"Ning Yanxin, why don't you always laugh? I think you must look good when you laugh."
——“Miss Ning, I thought I was clear enough. I, pleased you from the first time I saw you. In this life, my Jun Xiyuan will either play bachelor or marry you as his wife ."
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Do not seek to stay with the king, but only to accompany Jun Tianya Lu.
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——“Yan Xin, you would like to share the same bed with me, but you would not want to be married with me. But I still treat you as my wife. I swear that I love you only in this life.”
——"Yan Xin, we have children! I'm going to be a dad, I'm going to be a dad, hehe... Yan Xin, you don't know how happy I am."
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May there be years to look back, and to confess with affection.
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