Devouring The Heavens

When she decided to leave with Xuanyuan, it was too late. At that time, she could feel that Xuanyuan was no longer her only one.

The past is like flying, Yin Xuanluo's mind flashed in the scene about Xuanyuan, she didn't know what she was thinking now, her brain was blank, she didn't understand what she wanted, unconsciously, her face was hanging After two lines of tears, no one can see that Yin Zhenluo, who died in the battle on the battlefield and fought bloodlessly, did not know how many times he was injured. The iron lady who would frown, Yin Zhenluo, would actually cry here.

Xuanyuan chased it out with "Shindo Taoist Art", and he fell behind Yin Zhenluo without a sound.

"Zhen... Master Beauty." Xuanyuan suddenly felt that she could not call her name for a while.

Yin Zhenluo suddenly felt his heart was tingled violently, and Xuanyuan shouted her four words, plunging into her heart.

She began to understand that the distance between the two people, perhaps in Xuanyuan's heart, he was desperate for everything and his contribution was only to repay his gratitude to him, and led him to this path of cultivation.

Yin Zhenluo clutched the helmet in one hand, clenched her fists, and her nails fell into the palm of her hand. She said nothing.

Xuanyuan didn't know what to say. He didn't know when to start. He and Yin Zhenluo didn't know what to say.

"Yu Yao, young lady, Yue Chan, they all went to cook. Today is a family feast. Let's get together." After a long pause, Xuanyuan said a word.

Yin Zhenluo did not look back, but looked at the building under construction, saying: "No, the progress of Xuanyuan City is almost completed, and other cities will continue to be built in addition to "Xuanyuan City". , I want to supervise the work, dispatch the army, and assist the people, so I cannot leave."

Xuanyuan didn't know what to say, stopped for a long time, nodded and said: "Well, then you are busy first, the sky is getting dark, waiting for you at the family banquet."

Hearing Xuanyuan’s words, Yin Zhenluo burst into tears without realizing it. Sure enough, as she thought, maybe she still had a place in Xuanyuan’s heart, but it was not what she wanted. Maybe the real beauty master was just a beauty. Master only.

Xuanyuan turned around, and at this moment, Yin Zhenluo sobbed suddenly: "Xuanyuan."

"Huh? What's wrong?" Xuanyuan's heart was cold and his body was cold. For a moment, he was helpless and Yin Zhenluo was crying. He didn't know what to do.

"Don't you like me anymore?" Yin Zhenluo's mind was blank.

"No, I really like it." Xuanyuan froze for a moment, then said quickly.

"Is it like you like Shimao and Qingyi?" Yin Zhenluo asked again.

"..." Xuanyuan's heart shook suddenly. He didn't know how to answer it. His feelings for Yin Zhenluo were very complicated.