In order to get along with him for a hundred years, she accepted the test of his Fire Demon Art with her softest and helpless body, and she gave him the greatest happiness and satisfaction in her life...
Thinking of Mei'er's painful appearance, he felt even more heartbroken and even more blameless.
If time could be reversed and he didn't want to possess the most beloved woman so hasty, he would go to find another woman first. When he could truly control himself and actually enjoy Mei'er, he would get her. But how could that kind of relationship be controlled by a mortal?
If she could control the deepest desires in her heart, how could she be his beloved person?
Lang Bohan grabbed a large jar of fine wine in a daze. Is it a hundred years of harmony?Haha, it’s a happy marriage, haha…
He looked at the four big red letters on the jar, and his face was full of resentment. He held up the jar of wine, raised his head, and poured the wine into his throat in big mouthfuls...
He drank too much, and his eyes were drunk, but Mei'er's figure still couldn't get rid of.Mei'er, I'll go... find you...
He threw away the jar, and with a loud bang, the happy endings fell into pieces. He stumbled out of the new house without looking back. With his memory, he rushed to the mysterious valley entrance. The sunset was setting, and the afterglow gently shone on his pale face.
Mei'er, I'm here to pick you up.Mei'er
He roared, and without using his power, he flew down at will. The four walls were roaring, which was the echo of his roar, but except for the echo, he could not expect her delicate and charming voice!
The silver-colored acacia tree still stood quietly, and the golden leaves were still so dazzling, but the tree body was slightly separated, and each leaf was slightly separated. At first glance, it was just the cracks on the body of a tree and the cracks on the leaves.
But for him, it was a ruthless abyss that pointed out the way to separate a pair of lovers. The pairs of men and women who were entangled in Hehuan were separated by this strange tree that had emerged from nowhere inexplicably.
The separation of life and death was broken, and the heartbreak of his heart was broken. Lang Bohan stared at the Hehuan Tree. After a long time, he finally let out a large mouthful of blood, splashed on the body of the romantic and elegant white clothes, and splashed on the warm soil of the Hehuan Tree. Suddenly, a faint golden light disappeared. In addition to the faint silver light on the tree, every Hehuan Tree's leaves became dull, and every crack became bigger.
Lang Bohan yelled in panic, but the leaves were still ruthlessly tearing open, tearing his heart apart, no!I don't allow you to separate again!I ruin you, I will kill you!
He roared and punched him. With his supreme skills, even a tree could not withstand this earth-shaking blow.
But the huge force that shook the mountain reached the Hehuan Tree, less than a foot, and it was like a mud cow entering the sea and turning into nothing!
The sand and stones fly around, and the withering heroes fall, but the Hehuan tree is standing still, and even the leaves are not moved!
He couldn't believe this unimaginable strange thing. He widened his eyes and looked at the leaves of the Hehua tree that gradually broke open and finally split into two. Gradually, he tilted his head and fell under the Hehua tree...
Lichunyuan is a secret palace of the Holy Spirit Sect in the Central Plains. Only his disciples have always been stationed. However, for the sake of Prince Lang Bohan's release of the ban on the wedding, the mother of the Lang family has been supervising the battle for several days.
Staying away from his hometown, I was not very adaptable. Now there is a dispute over Mei Diandian's disappearance. Even if the mistress of the Lang family is smart and capable, she is helpless.
How could a little plum, worth her trouble?
But seeing Lang Bohan's appearance made her feel discouraged.
Drunk under the Hehuan tree, he vomited blood, hurting his meridians. Seeing his down-and-out appearance, when his mother almost fainted, she was furious, and the mistress of the Lang family ordered her subordinates to send the prince to Lichunyuan immediately.
She tried every means to save her son, but for three consecutive days, Lang Bohan still did not improve at all.
Bo'er, Bo'er.
Looking at Lang Bohan's pale face, the mistress of the Lang family shook her head in addition to sighing.
Why do you feel so affectionate about that Mei Diandian?Haven’t you always been arrogant?You have everything from the Holy Spirit Sect and the Supreme Fire Demonic Art, you should not be limited to a small woman.Bo'er, if this continues, you disappoint me so much. Your father is also in the spring of hatred, Bo'er.
Thinking of Mei'er's painful appearance, he felt even more heartbroken and even more blameless.
If time could be reversed and he didn't want to possess the most beloved woman so hasty, he would go to find another woman first. When he could truly control himself and actually enjoy Mei'er, he would get her. But how could that kind of relationship be controlled by a mortal?
If she could control the deepest desires in her heart, how could she be his beloved person?
Lang Bohan grabbed a large jar of fine wine in a daze. Is it a hundred years of harmony?Haha, it’s a happy marriage, haha…
He looked at the four big red letters on the jar, and his face was full of resentment. He held up the jar of wine, raised his head, and poured the wine into his throat in big mouthfuls...
He drank too much, and his eyes were drunk, but Mei'er's figure still couldn't get rid of.Mei'er, I'll go... find you...
He threw away the jar, and with a loud bang, the happy endings fell into pieces. He stumbled out of the new house without looking back. With his memory, he rushed to the mysterious valley entrance. The sunset was setting, and the afterglow gently shone on his pale face.
Mei'er, I'm here to pick you up.Mei'er
He roared, and without using his power, he flew down at will. The four walls were roaring, which was the echo of his roar, but except for the echo, he could not expect her delicate and charming voice!
The silver-colored acacia tree still stood quietly, and the golden leaves were still so dazzling, but the tree body was slightly separated, and each leaf was slightly separated. At first glance, it was just the cracks on the body of a tree and the cracks on the leaves.
But for him, it was a ruthless abyss that pointed out the way to separate a pair of lovers. The pairs of men and women who were entangled in Hehuan were separated by this strange tree that had emerged from nowhere inexplicably.
The separation of life and death was broken, and the heartbreak of his heart was broken. Lang Bohan stared at the Hehuan Tree. After a long time, he finally let out a large mouthful of blood, splashed on the body of the romantic and elegant white clothes, and splashed on the warm soil of the Hehuan Tree. Suddenly, a faint golden light disappeared. In addition to the faint silver light on the tree, every Hehuan Tree's leaves became dull, and every crack became bigger.
Lang Bohan yelled in panic, but the leaves were still ruthlessly tearing open, tearing his heart apart, no!I don't allow you to separate again!I ruin you, I will kill you!
He roared and punched him. With his supreme skills, even a tree could not withstand this earth-shaking blow.
But the huge force that shook the mountain reached the Hehuan Tree, less than a foot, and it was like a mud cow entering the sea and turning into nothing!
The sand and stones fly around, and the withering heroes fall, but the Hehuan tree is standing still, and even the leaves are not moved!
He couldn't believe this unimaginable strange thing. He widened his eyes and looked at the leaves of the Hehua tree that gradually broke open and finally split into two. Gradually, he tilted his head and fell under the Hehua tree...
Lichunyuan is a secret palace of the Holy Spirit Sect in the Central Plains. Only his disciples have always been stationed. However, for the sake of Prince Lang Bohan's release of the ban on the wedding, the mother of the Lang family has been supervising the battle for several days.
Staying away from his hometown, I was not very adaptable. Now there is a dispute over Mei Diandian's disappearance. Even if the mistress of the Lang family is smart and capable, she is helpless.
How could a little plum, worth her trouble?
But seeing Lang Bohan's appearance made her feel discouraged.
Drunk under the Hehuan tree, he vomited blood, hurting his meridians. Seeing his down-and-out appearance, when his mother almost fainted, she was furious, and the mistress of the Lang family ordered her subordinates to send the prince to Lichunyuan immediately.
She tried every means to save her son, but for three consecutive days, Lang Bohan still did not improve at all.
Bo'er, Bo'er.
Looking at Lang Bohan's pale face, the mistress of the Lang family shook her head in addition to sighing.
Why do you feel so affectionate about that Mei Diandian?Haven’t you always been arrogant?You have everything from the Holy Spirit Sect and the Supreme Fire Demonic Art, you should not be limited to a small woman.Bo'er, if this continues, you disappoint me so much. Your father is also in the spring of hatred, Bo'er.
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