Chapter 395 (2/2)

”No... Shenxi, listen to me.” She stepped forward and tried to keep her tone gentle. She said with a smile, ”I'm Yao Qing, but I'm not the Qing ER in your mouth.”

When Shenxi heard the speech, he was shocked, like a hoarse voice of sandpaper grinding the ground. The sound and image were squeezed out of his chest, full of strange spirit, and suddenly said, ”you are!”

How could he mistake his beloved Qing'er? Countless days and nights, her shadow, her face, her every twinkle and smile, all filled his mind.

The demon Qing is his Qing son!

”But I really don't remember you. I knew you. Do you remember when I was in the ghost hall?”

Emperor Fuyao saw that he pursed his lips and was silent. He continued to say cautiously: ”I know that you must love that Qing'er in your mouth, but she and I only have a Qing word in our names. I'm a demon Qing, and I'm also emperor Fu Yao. I'm not your Qing'er, and I'm not your possession, right? So who do I fall in love with, Shenxi? Can't you be too lenient? ”

The appearance of Shenxi is clearly jealous!

But she was not the Qing'er in Shenxi's mouth at all.

”You are reborn because of reincarnation, and your memory has long been forgotten. Even if God prevents you, it can't change the fact that you are Qing'er.” Shenxi is still stubborn.

He pauses, and his fierce eyes stare at yechongyuan like a knife.

”If you hate me, you can take revenge on me. Why do you want to approach Qing'er with purpose? Do you think that letting her fall in love with you is the biggest revenge for me?”

”What do you mean?” Emperor Fu Yao's heart.

Yechongyuan looked at Shenxi coldly, ”I hate you to the bone, but I've never been so mean as you. I won't take advantage of my beloved. Shenxi, wake up! Your Qing'er has been destroyed thousands of years ago! She is Yao Yao, not your Qing'er! ”

”You want to die!” Shenxi was completely enraged, and his face was as fierce as frost.

He fiddled with the strings with one hand, and the sound of death and despair came down.

A wisp, a light and a heavy, desperate and overhead, dead and cold.

Emperor fuliao was stunned. She had never seen him like this before. He was cold and indifferent, fierce and dead. There was no temperature in her eyes.

”Er Gouzi, be careful! Yao Guangqin can inhale Yuanshen She let out a cry of surprise.

The cold light of Shenxi's eyes darkened a little.

In front of him, worried about the safety of another man.

Qing'er, thousands of years ago, you were only for me.

After reincarnation, even a little worry about me disappeared?

The sound of the piano is sharp and full of despair.

”Shake, be obedient, get out of the way, don't get involved. This is a war that Shenxi and I can't avoid. ” The night heavy yuan toward her gentle smile, push her aside and exhort a way.

Emperor Fuyao was so flustered that he quickly grabbed his hand and said, ”Shenxi saved me before. To me, he is a friend and a benefactor. I don't want you to take his life. Will you stop at once?”

The night heavy yuan vision one meal, pursed a pursed mouth, the mood is obviously very bad of sink a voice way: ”EH.”

”Of course, I don't want you to be hurt. Yechongyuan, you promise me that you must be safe and sound!” Emperor Fuyao's eyes are firm!

”Well, I promise you, you'll be all right.” Night heavy Yuan Yang lips a smile, shining eyes full of smile.

He touched her little head, then turned forward, his eyes cold and cold, ”Shenxi, it's time for us to make an end!”

Shenxi's dim vision has been on the emperor Fuyao, watching the sweet interaction between them, the seeds of a thousand years of hatred buried in the bottom of his heart, all of a sudden burst out of the shell and Thrive!

”Qing'er, it doesn't matter if you don't remember. I'll remind you now whether my Shenxi has anything to do with you!”