Chapter 762

"Niannian, I gave you a big gift."

Her voice is very light, very light, as if a little heavier, it will break everything.

"I hope you will like this gift." After that, there was a gloomy laugh.

Fifth Nian's heart inexplicably raised a trace of fear, she does not know what Han Mei wants to do, but the result is definitely not what she wants to see.

"Charm." Maybe this is the last time to call her!

She looks slightly stunned, and there is some confusion in her eyes. I still remember that one day, she, Niannian and Linglong sat in the corridor to eat. Han Mei felt happy for the first time in her life. Even if she watched her eat, she would feel very happy. At that time, she was not afraid that the fifth thought came with a purpose in mind, and she was confident that she could change her.

Now, she is extremely afraid, because no one understands her loneliness, loneliness, or even grievance for hundreds of millions of years. Only she is willing to make friends with herself, even if she once had a purpose.

"This is the last time I call your name. At first, I went to your side, but I didn't even want to kill you, but I didn't do it. So it doesn't matter how you hate me today. This is what I should bear. But... " She changed the tone of her words. Without her mild tone, her tone became very sharp. "Everyone has his own weakness. My weakness is my husband. If you dare to hurt him, you and I will be irreconcilable. I will make you pay the price and never die!"

Han Mei was shocked. She stepped back a few steps and fixed her eyes on her face with an incredible look. She tried to see from her micro expression that there was half a threat in her words. How she hoped that the fifth idea was just lying, not telling the truth.

But her serious and indifferent expression told her that all this was true. Fifth Nian didn't lie.

She could not help pulling out a sneer. After a great war, Fang fo turned around and said, "fifth Nian, you are the most cruel person I have ever met. I used to think my father was the most cruel person. Obviously, his means are not as good as you. You not only want me to die, but also want to kill my heart."

Fifth Nian holds min Yuchen in a coma. He can't help shivering and nudges her many times. He seems to fall into deep sleep and can't wake up.

She was afraid that he would never wake up.

If min Yuchen has any problems, she will really hate her all her life.

"It seems that we can't be friends after all. Fifth thought, I'm looking forward to your great gift, because what I want to destroy is your weakness." Her long and narrow eyes picked up lightly. The light of her eyes hit min Yuchen inadvertently, and her tone was not without irony. "Fifth Nian, in front of him, you never seem to care that he was Mu Yinong in the last life, and how did you become emperor Jun?"

Fifth Nian's heart suddenly missed half a beat and looked at Han Mei. Fang fo didn't understand what she meant?

"Why, are you thinking about it now? God has no soul. Don't you wonder, as a great God of emperor Jun, how did he reincarnate into min Yuchen? "

She has always thought that Mu Yinong is her husband's past life. Although they have different personalities, no, they are very different. Min Yuchen is never as indecisive as Mu Yinong. No one can stop what he thinks. If the same thing is in front of her, according to min Yuchen's attitude, she may have been reincarnated long ago.

I still remember that before, she complained to min Yuchen. I really don't know how mu Yinong was his past life. Min Yuchen's expression at that time She can't describe it. She wants to talk but stops. She seems to have too much to say, but she doesn't know how to tell herself. Even he dislikes the personality of Yi Nong.

Now listen to Han Mei's words again, she can't help but start to think wildly and ask cautiously, "what do you mean by that?"

Han Mei smell speech, began to burst out laughing, "he really did not tell you anything, so big things are hidden from you, fifth read, do you still think he likes you?"

Fifth Nian held min Yuchen's hands subconsciously tight, and said in a bad tone, "if you want to say it, you can say it. If you don't want to say it, you don't have to stir up the feelings between Min Yuchen and me. Whether he loves me or not, my client knows better than anyone else." Let her suspect min Yuchen does not love her, this is absolutely the funniest thing in the world.

"I don't know how much I love you, but I know one thing. Min Yuchen, as the great God of emperor Jun, has no soul reincarnation. If Mu Yinong is not willing to give his soul to Emperor Jun, how do you think he will enter the reincarnation path and become a mortal to meet you? Although I don't know much about the stories of your flood and famine times, there are still many stories handed down over the years. It is said that emperor Jun was defeated in the battle of Lich for a woman, and was punished by heaven. He lost a chain of clavicle immortal to pierce his chest, and the blade of the sun took the bone of his foot, and finally fell to the underworld sea to suppress eternity. "

As soon as the fifth thought breathes hard, her mind immediately comes up with the emperor Jun she met in her last dream.

Because the memory is so deep that she can't stop crying in her dream.

Now think about it, maybe all that is not a dream.She immediately pain of don't know why, low Mou looked at the bosom of Min Yuchen, trying to hold him tightly, for fear that he will disappear next second, this moment she doesn't care who he is, who is the previous life, as long as he is her husband is enough.

At this time, the roar from the sky came, and even the sea beside was trembling. The fifth read out, this is the voice of Ice Armor horn magic dragon.

Han Mei looked into the distance, just in the direction of Tongzhou where the flourishing imperial dynasty was, "there is no longer any Mu Yi Nong in this world. What do you think min Yuchen will do?"

Fifth Nian shivered all over. She didn't know if it was her illusion. She felt that her strength was lightening. Looking down, min Yuchen was slowly disappearing.