Zhen Shan chuckled, "What if I say I regret it to death?"

Wuchen froze and his eyes dimmed, "Yes, I'm sorry!"

Zhen Shan didn't seem to notice his sadness, "It won't matter if I provoke a little monk like you, I won't leave in the future, and it won't matter if I don't leave. I will remember it wherever I go. Carrying a life-long love debt, the grass in the world, I will never leave again."

It’s no chance, it’s a shame just thinking about it.”

Wuchen became even stiffer and remained silent, but his aura became increasingly depressed.

Zhen Shan continued to sigh quietly: "Originally, I wanted to make more friends with Lan Yan."

Before she could finish her words, her eyes turned and she saw the young monk's handsome face enlarged, and a slightly punishing kiss fell on her lips, robbing her of her breath.

Wuchen pursed his lips, his light and clear eyes were tainted with a hint of coldness, but there was an uneasy stubbornness in his eyes, "No!"

Zhen Shan gasped, "What's not allowed?"

Wuchen's eyes dimmed and he said in a low voice: "Lan Yan."

Zhen Shan innocently blinked his misty eyes, "Ke Wuchen, you should know that I will leave soon. You can't let me be lonely for the rest of my life, right?"

Wuchen's expression could no longer be described as sad. He twitched the corners of his lips and wanted to smile at her, but it was full of bitterness, "I know."

There was no smile on Zhen Shan's face, and he stared at him with deep eyes, "Wuchen, don't you want to keep me?"

Wuchen's face stiffened, and he slowly raised his eyes. His pale eyes were filled with sadness, pain, and obsession, but they were not crazy. "Shanshan, a loyal believer who devoutly adheres to his faith, he longs for

Her eyes fall on herself, but she will never pull her down from the clouds and imprison her, but hopes that she can do whatever she wants and never be bound by any chains."

Zhen Shanfeng's eyes widened slightly, her heart skipped a beat unconsciously, and she looked at him almost in disbelief.

How many lives have they been entangled with?

Zhen Shan could not remember clearly. The only thing she remembered was that this man had an almost crazy possessiveness towards her. He wanted to chain himself to him every time. For this reason, he would not hesitate to hurt her even if he planned to do so.

Wuchen and them all have the same soul. She will not blame him for what the other soul fragments did in the previous world, but she also instinctively thinks that he is as crazy and paranoid as those guys.

Besides, after tonight, she thought he would try his best to keep her.

Just like what she said, she did have some regrets about her previous carelessness. After all, eating would involve the issue of responsibility. She originally didn't want to have too much interaction with him, but she couldn't control her sin.

The result was that the claws were healed, and he ate all the people with enthusiasm.

But, if you eat it, just eat it, or can you return it?

Pulling up the pants and refusing to admit it, well... the empress really can't live with the little conscience she has left.

After all, you can be a scumbag, but you can’t scumbag beyond the bottom line, right?

Just now, when the two of them were having sex, she came up with a crazy plan. Now that she has recovered her true form, she is not bound by the rules of heaven here. Who said she can't take the little monk out of the game world?

She can become a player of Noah's Ark, but the little monk can't?

Although it is a bit troublesome and she may be exposed in advance, Zhen Shan doesn't care. She will have other ways to deal with it when the time comes. First, let the little monk obtain the qualification to travel through the game world with her.

Based on her unlucky relationship with that man's soul fragment, she believed that she would still be able to meet his other soul fragments in the game world next time, and she could let the little monk devour him and become stronger step by step.

Later, when they go to the True God Realm together, Zhen Shan is not sure about fighting against his true form, but if the young monk fuses half of his soul, that will be another matter. By then, the young monk may have a chance to control him.

What about its body?

Zhen Shan knew that she was very whimsical. Now that she had just touched the threshold of becoming a god, she had to choose the ancestor of the other party. This was like striking an egg with an egg, but she had never tried it. Who knew whether it would succeed?

What's more, how could she always let that man scheme? Why not let her fight back?

Anyway, she wanted to kill eight out of ten of his soul fragments, so wasn't that just right? She couldn't bear to leave the little monk behind, but she could still take revenge and kill two birds with one stone!

However, even if she fell in love with the little monk, she still couldn't forget all the previous hurts and couldn't help but test him.

She never expected that it would be such an answer that made her heart tremble.

Faith!

She had met many men who held her in the palm of their hands and valued her more than their own lives. But the little monk was the only one who said that she was his faith and the god in his heart. He wanted to see her be free.

The earth soars to the nine heavens instead of being imprisoned in a corner.

Zhen Shan's eyes trembled, the little monk gave her the most flawless heart!

After hearing the words "I'm doing this for your own good" so many times, I realized how precious his thoughts are.

She asked softly: "What if there is no restraint and I leave you?"

Wuchen's pale eyes flickered slightly, and there was the clearest tenderness between his eyebrows. He held her hand devoutly and gave a believer the most sincere kiss, "I will always pursue my faith. If it doesn't work, then I will wait where I am.

Waiting for you to come back, all the time."

Sitting quietly in the Zen altar, the Sanskrit sounds are like this, but what I am reciting is not to save all sentient beings, but to ask you to do what your heart desires.

And he, for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, only wanted her to look back, that was enough.

There was sparkling water in Zhen Shan's eyes. She was not wrong. The little monk was different from them. He did not regard her as a kite. He always held the string and pulled her down from the sky on the grounds that he was afraid of her flying away.

, let her fall to pieces, and then suffer and despair again.

She is the phoenix he holds in the palm of his hand, and he is willing to let her fly, and he has been waiting for her.

"Little monk..."
Chapter completed!