Chapter 341: The Cold Master of Destiny's Cherry Blossom Spirit (45)
Half a year ago, he saw with his own eyes that the destiny master who was above ten thousand people jumped into the abyss for her, seriously injured.
He stood on the vine for a long time, until Yan Ruoyao left, he did not have the courage to jump.
Perhaps, this is the difference between him and Mo Baici.
He could not do what he did, for love, he could not care about life and death...
He had been in the boundless land for a full six months. If he was not a spiritualist who could absorb the essence of the sun and the moon as a supply, he would have starved to death.
Unfortunately, the essence of the sun and the moon was not enough for him to have magic in the boundless land.
He was in a trance and spent his days in seclusion for half a year.
He was finally able to leave this place because the battle between good and evil in the Sun Xiyu Bay accidentally opened the door to the barrier.
After he came out, he heard about the battle and knew that they were all still alive.
And the thing he wanted to do most in his heart was to see her.
Just one time...
"It seems that it took you a long time to come out of the boundless land." Luo Qingchen looked at Li Jinfeng with a cold look in his eyes and said, "In fact, if you fell into the endless abyss with us that day, maybe you wouldn't have taken so long to leave there."
He didn't care about her, life and death. Everyone has the right to be selfish.
"Ah--" He seemed to be suddenly enlightened, then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "So that's it, no wonder--"
No wonder, they came out of the boundless land,
No wonder, they joined forces to defeat the demon king,
No wonder, they became a natural couple praised by the world...
"Qingchen..." Li Jinfeng took two steps forward, looked at her and said, "Do you remember when we first saw snow?"
Luo Qingchen frowned slightly, it seemed that it was the second year of the original owner coming to Xuankongju.
Due to the weather in Xuankongju, there was no snow for a hundred years, and that year she said she wanted to see snow. Li Jinfeng put down everything in his hands, took her to the mortal world, and enjoyed a white snow that belonged only to the two of them.
"So?" Her eyes were indifferent, as if the past memories could no longer leave a beautiful trace in her mind.
Maybe there was, but the original owner's memory was too tragic, and all the hatred overshadowed the initial love.
"I regret it--" He bit his lip and said these four words with almost all his courage.
He finally wanted to face his heart.
It turned out that he had fallen deeply in love with her unknowingly for a hundred years.
But when Yan Ruoyao appeared, he tried his best to make himself believe that the fate of the previous life could bring the fruit of this life.
He was too obsessed with the person he missed in his previous life, and missed the person he loved in this life.
It was him who was sorry for her...
"Li Jinfeng, do you know how ridiculous it is to say these four words "I regret it" from your mouth." She narrowed her eyes, with a little mist in her eyes, or perhaps it was the emotion of a certain place in the original owner's heart.
She waved her right hand, opened the enchantment of the mushroom, and the pink petals gently circled around it, and then brought it into her arms.
"Qingchen... I..."
"There is nothing to regret." She interrupted him directly, took a deep breath and said: "Li Jinfeng, I am no longer the original Luo Qingchen."
"I know..." He wanted to explain something, but it was like a lump in his throat, and he couldn't say anything in the end.
"Listen to me first." She nodded slightly, looked at him and said: "I don't know if the girl will forgive you, but if it were me, I wouldn't. You don't have to regret it, because she won't come back-"
Luo Qingchen didn't know whether Li Jinfeng understood what she said, but it didn't matter whether she understood it or not.
These had nothing to do with her, she just wanted to get down the mountain as soon as possible.
Because at this moment, her mind was full of the figure of the young man in white.