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”Maybe!” The ice crystal said with uncertainty.

”Xing'er, listen to me, the situation is like this. Miss Bing Jing and I have both lost our way here, so we can't see anything. That's why we're holding hands, don't misunderstand!” Wen Zheng looked at Zhu Xing'er and explained, but he did not go forward.

Confirmation.

”Hmph, Wen Zheng, I've only been out for a few days and you're already looking for someone? I will not believe you. How much have I done for you? ”If you don't return to the mountain, who will accompany you through the several hundred years of loneliness? In the River of Forgetfulness, who will accompany you during the eighty years of cultivation? I will do it for you!”

[It's not just a year or two, it's a thousand years, a thousand years! You, on the other hand, are looking for a woman behind my back. Forget it, since I am just a redundant one now, I might as well just die! ” With that, Zhu Xing'er turned and ran off. Wen

Just as he was about to give chase, he was stopped by the ice crystal. Don't mention the ice crystals' reminder, Wen Zheng suddenly realized that Zhu Xing'er had never been so angry at him before. Even when Huangfu Youqi came, she had held back. Zhu Xing'er understood her best …

A person, it was impossible for him to be jealous just by seeing himself holding hands with Ice Crystal.

”Didn't you say that in the illusion world, only those with deep memories would appear? ”It's not like the Zhu Xing'er in your heart is that profound, but how did you see that?” Wen Zheng asked doubtfully.

”I'm not sure either!” Ice Crystal shrugged and said.

”What if she is?”

”If that's true, then she isn't your third love. She should be a fourth!” Bing Jing said lightly.

”You, ah!” Wen Zheng glared at the ice crystal with an indifferent expression before sighing and chasing after the place where Zhu Xing'er had fled to. From afar, Wen Zheng saw a person lying on the ground. He walked in and saw that it was Zhu Xing'er. At this moment, a dagger was stabbed into her heart.

Up! Looking at the ice crystal that was slowly approaching him, the latter had a face of astonishment, his heart churning vigorously. If this really was Zhu Xing'er, Wen Zheng would never forgive him. After all, he was the one who had pulled him away just now.

”Xing'er, Xing'er, wake up! Wake up!” Wen Zheng shook Zhu Xing'er's body, but the latter's eyes were tightly shut, devoid of any signs of life.

After hugging Zhu Xing'er for a long time, Wen Zheng was just about to put her down when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. He suddenly lowered his head and saw that Zhu Xing'er, who was in his embrace, had opened her eyes at an unknown time and was staring at him sinisterly.

It was stabbed into his chest.

”Young master!” She knew Wen Zheng's strength very well. Moreover, not long ago, Wen Zheng had just been stabbed by Ying Lan. Wen Zheng had told them that his internal organs had all changed, so he couldn't injure himself, so he wasn't too worried.

In his heart, he actually felt a sense of relief. Since that person wasn't Zhu Xing'er, then he wouldn't blame himself for anything, and Wen Zheng wouldn't ignore him.

”Huanmo, how, how did you do it? Why, how, how could she see the illusion?” Wen Zheng pretended to be gasping for air and asked. He needed to first stabilize the Illusory Demon Realm to clear up the doubt in his heart.

”Haha, you're about to die, so it's fine if I tell you, because that wasn't an illusion!” The Illusory Demon Realm faced the sky and laughed. Right now, as long as the man in front of her died, that woman would be his. In his eyes, all girls were weak substitutes …

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