Chapter 594 (1/2)

Since Xia Beibei wants to continue, Yue Qingling is also free when she is free. She is willing to accompany Xia Beibei from one world to another. Sometimes she looks at a person or even some people's life tragedy changed by her own hands. That kind of satisfaction really makes people feel very full.

”The next plane is Ye Lan's world?”

Yue Qingling called out the task board of Xia Beibei and checked the order records of her previous tasks.

Ye Lan.

That is also a poor girl, but Xia Beibei is most distressed, not ye LAN, but a man.

To now, close your eyes, Xia Beibei can still recall the scene that the headquarters of xueyimen was dyed red with blood.

The blue stone is dyed with blood, which makes the world pale.

At that time, there was a clear chance to win.

She has a chance to take off her mask and the burden of her life in front of Feng yanwang, but aman doesn't.

Until she died, aman hoped that she would keep the secret for her. She hoped that she would always be the innocent girl in elder brother Feng's heart and eyes

Aman, near the moment of death, what are you thinking?

If God gave you another chance, what would you do?

Xia Beibei sighed and slowly opened his eyes: ”ling'er, help me connect Ye Lan's mission world. I want to see what Feng yanwang is doing with them!”

”Good!”

After hearing Xia Beibei's command, Yue Qingling began to connect with the mission world twice. Just like the previous two times, what Xia Beibei saw was the ending plot of this world -

in a silent Valley, Feng yanwang was standing by quietly, watching a group of young people sit and Practice.

At this time, Feng yanwang is already in his twilight years, but he still has sharp eyes and full of spirit.

”Shigong.”

At this time, a little girl ran out of the valley. The girl was holding a bunch of blood red flowers in her hand. She ran to the foot of Feng yanwang and called out with childishness: ”Shigong, you see, I have picked beautiful words in the valley. Shigong, Shigong, what kind of flower is this?”

Red flowers, gorgeous as blood.

Feng Yan hung down his eyes and looked at the blood. I don't know why he remembered the figure that fell in the pool of blood many years ago

The familiar color of his face gradually lost its beauty

”Aman.”

The wind Yan arrogant whispers lightly, murmuring this engraved in the bottom of one's heart for a lifetime, never to shake the name.

Feng yanwang is very clever. A fire buries the bloody gate and the truth of aman and huyandian.

However, Feng yanwang woke up in the middle of the night countless times afterwards. He dreamed that he was standing in the hall, went to the pool of blood, bent down and uncovered the gorgeous mask. After the mask

It's aman's face.

Over the years, he told Le Zhengxi that aman must still be alive and that he would wait until she came back.

In fact, Le Zhengxi knows that he is deceiving himself and that he is deceiving himself.

Aman is dead and will never come back.

Aman, why are you so stupid?

So what? What about evil?

I've never regarded good and evil as important.