Chapter 1152

Holding the reincarnation mirror, Murong Lingtian is extremely confident that he can safely go back thousands of years ago, bring back Su Qinghuan, and let the little fox fall in love with him.

He boasts that he has the ability to change cause and effect. No matter what night, Li Feihan and Wang Feihan can't beat him this time.

But men didn't expect that sometimes they can change the first day of junior high school, but they can't change the fifteenth day.

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Seeing the girl with thin figure, white skin and all kinds of melancholy on the flower tree swing, Murong Lingtian almost suspected that he was wrong.

The facial features did not change. Yes, but Murong Lingtian almost immediately concluded that the "Su Qinghuan" in front of him was not the little fox he loved and hated.

What went wrong?

Murong Lingtian dragged the reincarnation mirror. A terrible idea suddenly came into his mind. Just the next moment, it was quickly denied by the man.

When he mistook Su Xier for his life-saving benefactor, he really felt that Su Qinghuan made him feel very changed. He was not like the cowardly and cowardly little girl in his memory, but smart.

But after his mother's death and his father's and stepmother's suppression of himself, Murong Lingtian subconsciously explained to the little fox that anyone would change. Just like after so many hardships, he did not say that his temperament had changed greatly, but he was really very different from before.

The most important thing is that if Su Qinghuan is reborn, it is an extremely sinister magic, but Murong Lingtian sees that Su Qinghuan's Taoist heart is so flawless and firm that it is not like the evil practice of reborn.

He has also seen the little fox break through the robbery, but the thunder and lightning does not have the power of resentment, poison, yin and evil. On the contrary, it seems to imply the golden light of merit, which makes the little fox's robbery much easier than ordinary people.

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What's wrong?!

Murong Lingtian has actually grasped the core of the problem, but the man himself doesn't want to admit that it's true.

Perhaps because Murong Lingtian's mind was violently turbulent, Murong Lingtian naturally vomited a mouthful of blood, and the blood splashed on the reincarnation mirror. Murong Lingtian's look changed slightly. Before he had time to wipe off the blood on the mirror, he suddenly heard a timid voice.

"Brother Ling Tian, is that you?"

“……”

Murong Lingtian can't show the strength of immortal Zun in this Lancang continent. If it weren't for the help of reincarnation mirror, he would have been expelled by the law of heaven here.

But even if Xiu was suppressed, Murong Lingtian couldn't believe that his hidden body magic could be seen through by a common woman so easily.

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After guessing that the beautiful and weak girl in front of him was not the one he admired, Murong Lingtian's mood was very complex. He looked confused and turned around. He saw that the girl on the swing looked at him carefully.

"Brother Ling Tian, do I dream about you because I've done too much lately?"

In fact, after Murong Lingtian withdrew from her marriage, the girl had little feelings for this man at the bottom of her heart, but after all, she was the object of her marriage from childhood, and the handsome figure of the other party was inevitably branded in the girl's heart.

The Murong Lingtian in front of me is naturally very different from the girl's impression.

Not only is his stature much higher, but also because Murong Lingtian's cultivation is now an immortal, and he is far more handsome than he was in the period of mortals. In particular, the indifferent temperament of Ling Chen makes the girl subconsciously want to worship.

Just because what Murong Lingtian did on the day his mother was buried was too heartless, the grievances and resentments in the girl's heart inevitably emerged, and she could not let herself kneel down to a man who had ruined her reputation.

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"Can you see me?"

Murong Lingtian frowned. Since he was found by the girl, he had no intention to hide his figure, but the pressure belonging to the high-level immortal was still completely restrained. Otherwise, the girl was afraid that she would have been unable to bear it and bled to death.

"... brother Ling Tian, how did you get in? Did you climb over the wall?"

At the age of 16 or 17, the girl looked at Murong Lingtian with a touch of vigilance and curiosity.

Seeing such a vulnerable "Su Qinghuan" with defensive eyes but no contempt, Murong Lingtian's pain of being fooled by fate hit his heart again.

In fact, from the girl's words and deeds, it is more in line with the girl Murong Lingtian knew before he withdrew from his marriage.

Far from the sharp toothed little fox.

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Murong Lingtian realized this, and a smell of fishy sweetness poured out of his throat again. He just felt that the waiting for thousands of years and the pursuit buried in his heart for many years were just a dream in the end.

With his accomplishments, but at a glance, we can see that there is no sign of the woman being taken away, but... It is more real.

Is it the butterfly who dreamed of Zhuang Zhou or Zhuang Zhou who dreamed of the butterfly? Did he make up his own delusion in the hundred years he had known the little fox compared with the thousands of years?

Murong Lingtian doesn't want to believe this answer. How can he forget the bitterness and sweetness he once asked for?!

The man forcibly restrained the fishy sweetness coming out of his throat, but even so, the man's eyes suddenly decayed a lot.

No matter how unwilling to admit it, Su Qinghuan has long become his obsession of practice for thousands of years.

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"Brother Ling Tian, why don't you talk all the time?"

The girl leaning on the swing saw Murong Lingtian always looking at herself silently. Her eyes seemed to be looking at another person. The girl was slightly surprised at the bottom of her heart, but she didn't feel uncomfortable.

I don't know why, she once had a faint hatred for Murong Lingtian, but when she saw today's man's decadent eyes that seemed to have lost everything, the girl felt a trace of happiness in her heart.

The girl herself was surprised by the bad mood of falling into a well.

She was good and pure, and had never had such strange feelings.

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Murong Lingtian looked at the girl with complex eyes, and finally just shook his head.

"So... She was never you."

The little fox's frown, smile and every move, even a white eye or a scolding word, have haunted Murong Lingtian for thousands of years.

When he was chased and killed in the fairy world, Murong lingtianzhong also relied on the belief of waiting for the little fox to support until now.

Just to Murong Lingtian's surprise, night is not cold, neither does Su Qinghuan.

With their cultivation, it wouldn't take so many years to go through robbery and rise.

At that time, Murong Lingtian thought that they had fallen by accident, so he was more urgent to pursue the reincarnation mirror of time and cause and effect.

But fate told him that in the end, it was nothing?!

How sad!

How ridiculous!