Huanhuan died, his death was inexplicable and out of place.
Huanhuan is alive, and he is like a floating duck. The hell is not coming back, and it often comes back. He goes back and forth, but he can't cross the Naihe Bridge. He can drink Meng Po soup as water.
Po Meng said that her mortal bond was not over yet, and she wanted to help her end her mortal bond and enter reincarnation, but she didn't know that she would end up with another bad bond along the way.
"Hey, I can't tell that you are actually the emperor of the world. It's a pity that your body has been taken over and you can only be a ghost." Huanhuan teased. "Coward~"
Zhu Zimo rolled his eyes, he almost couldn't keep the soul energy. When he drove out the evil spirit from his body, he would definitely tear this girl's mouth out.
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"Zimo, you really only use me, nothing else..."
"No." There was no wave in the voice.
After all, you are delusional. Since you want peace in this world, I will return it to you...
"I would like to use my body to sacrifice this heaven and earth. Break..." The heaven and earth shook, and people were moved when they heard it.
Zhu Zimo panicked, his eyes scarlet red: "Huanhuan..."
Huanhuan smiled, never thinking that she would become a beauty and a disaster, a witch that would bring disaster to the country, and being wiped out in ashes would probably be the best ending for her.
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Zimo, do you know?
I didn't have the intention, but I couldn't help being emotional. The threads of love were entangled and hooked into my heart. I moved my heart, used my heart, and hurt my heart. In the end, I was left completely bruised.
Meng Meng, I can no longer drink your soup. I can't wait for the reincarnation you said you can start over...
Concept: Fantasy