Chapter 151: Cold and Glamorous Sword Soul 49

The system said coldly: "Even if you will die, you have to give up immortality in the mission and choose to be with the hero?"

Lose immortality.

live.

This was once the thing that love most desires.

She felt that nothing could match the feeling of being alive.

Even now, she still yearns to live forever.

She is afraid of death.

But now, the existence of something changed her mind.

She still longed for immortality, but got something even more precious.

"I like him."

With a sweet smile on her lips, she said this sentence.

I used to watch TV dramas, read literary novels, and I have seen countless stories about life and death.

She never understood what it felt like, and she couldn't imagine that someone would choose to end a young life because of the death of a partner.

But now, she seemed to understand a little bit.

"I have lived two more worlds. Compared with others, I have actually earned it."

Zhong Qing thought for a while, and said, "I feel that if I spend my whole life with him, my expectations for this matter have exceeded my desire for life."

The system's white light flashed for a while, but he didn't speak.

At this moment, the door suddenly rang.

Zhong Qing's face became calm again, and he watched Ling Huanyu walk in.

But not right.

The smile on her face disappeared, and she stood up.

This person is wrong.

He is Ling Huanyu, but not Ling Huanyu.

Zhong Qing frowned.

The man locked her eyes tightly, as if he was looking at the treasure in his heart.

With the man's footsteps, the world around Zhongqing suddenly changed.

The house is gone, the furniture is gone, even...

Even the ground beneath his feet disappeared.

Zhong Qing looked back and found himself in a dark void.

There was no wind, no sound.

The only light was herself and Ling Huanyu standing in front of her.

Ling Huanyu?

With a flash in Zhong Qing's eyes, he suddenly found that the person in front of him had changed.

A pale golden light suddenly emanated from his body, and his figure gradually became blurred. The whole person was shrouded in a layer of fuzzy golden light, hazy and indistinct.

Zhong Qing was very sure that she had never seen him.

But the moment she saw this figure, her tears fell without warning.

"you……"

She didn't know what to say, she could only let the tears keep falling, and she couldn't stop.

A longing that seemed to come from the depths of her soul from ancient times surrounded all her thoughts.

The man stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to wipe away her tears, but the palm shrouded in golden light pierced Zhong Qing's body.

"Huo'er, don't cry." His voice sounded softly in this space with endless distress and longing.

Zhong Qing raised her head and looked into those same golden eyes.

fire……

Obviously he called a completely unfamiliar name, but Zhong Qing didn't feel the slightest disgust.

She even felt that the sound of fire was calling herself.

And that dream.

Zhong Qing suddenly thought of the spring dream she had a long time ago, such lingering, lingering, unrepentant love.

The blurred figure gradually overlapped with the person in front of him.

It's him.

Who is he?

Who is she herself?

"I am……"

As if hearing her inner voice, the person on the other side spoke slowly.

But Zhong Qing could see his mouth opening and closing, but couldn't hear any sound.

——

In other words, you always don't believe that I am a sweet writer.

How can it be called abuse when you abuse the male lead?

Not only did I walk for a long time today, but I also turned into a stick of salted fish. Crying.

Write one first, and I'll write some more.