Chapter 65 Soul Knowledge

The two's eyes were intertwined again, and at that moment, the strong and familiar feeling of the first meeting submerged again.

In the chaotic world of long rivers and full moons, even if the stars change, it seems that there are only two of them left. In the long-term gaze, within reach, it seems to be thousands of mountains and ends.

Why did you feel that you were no longer yourself at that moment? The souls of the two jumped out. What they saw was a magnificent and talented woman and a man who was full of ears and like a star. They seemed to have experienced the reincarnation of life. The past was like smoke, and finally experienced all the lead. At this moment, they had passed thousands of years. The sail finally reunited.

The plum blossoms are sparse and slanting, and the dark fragrance floats under the moon. For whom the blood stains the country is picturesque, and for whom, the ten-mile peach blossoms are planted.

At this moment, the strange familiarity makes each other feel at ease, looking at each other and staring into each other's eyes. There is nothing else in the world that will forget everything, only themselves in each other's eyes.

The beautiful man's eyes were also ethereal drunk and confused and affectionate. At this moment, all the cold, vicious and evil breath on his body seemed to disappear. His sapphire-like pupils were as clear as the sea connected to the sky. His long blue hair and soft outline, at this moment He only has an intoxicating beauty.

The kind of beauty that blooms only for the loved ones.

"Jessica..." Gasil looked at the woman in front of him and shouted incredibly, with crystal tears in his eyes, as if he had been addicted to hundreds of years of expectations.

No.

This is no longer Gasil. At this moment, the soul that has been sleeping in Gasil's body for more than 20 years suddenly woke up and occupied Gasil's body with an unstoppable turbulence.

And so does Jessica.

The two tragic lovers separated because of a misunderstanding hundreds of years ago and finally set foot on the cliff. After enduring hundreds of years of loneliness and reincarnation, they finally met again after suffering.

Tears of joy and sadness swirl in their eyes, but at a glance, the two hugged each other tightly.

After thousands of sails, I have never regretted it. For this view and for this hug, all the hardships I suffered before are not worth mentioning.

Who said that fallen leaves spend the whole winter hand in order to open a garden; each butterfly, in order to fly, in order to dance, first make a cocoon; the most beautiful coastline always needs to be winding enough to travel back and forth; if your side is not farther than the sky, how can courage appear?

It is precisely because of sticking to the immortal belief in my heart, even if the road when I come is bumpy, I feel so beautiful that I have to give everything. The long hardships I missed behind me become the sweetness of missing.

Jessica and Rosie Bell hugged each other tightly, and Jessica's tears surged down. What happened hundreds of years ago seemed to happen yesterday, but everything has changed hundreds of years. Whether all this is really okay or not, the real end has been inseparable from each other ever since then.

Mishu's forcibly squeezed soul felt all this for herself. She could truly feel Jessica's uncontrollable thoughts and love like a flood, and was also deeply moved by this pair of bitter mandarin ducks, but on the other hand, she was also entangled and painful. When all this is over, will the people who stay in the world be Gasil and Mishu, or Jehika and Ciro Bell? Jehika would rather endure the pain of hundreds of years of reincarnation, and will certainly not only enjoy this moment or the merit of the moment of joint connection. What they want is to stay together for a long time, but does this mean that? Mishu and Gasil must disappear from this world forever, reincarnate and reincarnate?

So, what are she and Gasil? The stand-in for Jessica and Rosie Bell? Does it exist only for their reunion?

No... It's not fair. She and Gasil are also human and love each other. Although they are obsessed with Jessica and Rosie Bell, it doesn't mean that they have to sacrifice them, right?

Thinking of this, Mishu desperately drove away the soul that occupied her body. After all, her body is still hers. As long as her consciousness is a little firm, she can become her own leader. She still has important things to tell Gasil. There is not much time for her to be indecision.

Mi Shu shook his head, regained consciousness, looked at the person in front of him, grabbed him and shook him desperately, and said eagerly,

"Gassil...Gassil...Wake up, I'm Misho!"

Gasil's body was shaken, as if he woke up the soul temporarily occupied by Rosie Bell's consciousness. His eyes returned to the familiar appearance of Mishu. Then Mishu was relieved and wiped off the tears that Jessica had just left on his face.

Gassil was stunned and didn't seem to understand what had just happened. His eyes were confused and asked tentatively.

"Did he... appear just now?"

Mishu nodded and was a little worried. As soon as Gasil learned the shocking news, he was occupied by another soul. It was inevitable that he would be a little uncomfortable and unbelievable. She comforted,

"They haven't seen each other for a long time, and they will inevitably forget their feelings. As long as you get used to this phenomenon and stay awake, you won't be able to control your consciousness."

Gassil is obviously still a little difficult to let go. He twisted his eyebrows and looked at Mishu.

"No wonder when I first saw you, I had a sense of déjà vu and a strong sense of familiarity..."

Mishu's eyes darkened when she heard this. What she was most afraid of seemed to be the truth. She looked at Gasil affectionately and asked softly,

"So, is your feelings for me also because of such a strange familiarity..."

She doesn't want to believe that the man she really likes is because of the affection and instinctive love that has lurked for hundreds of years. Can't believe it.

Gassier also stared at Misho's big sad eyes, serious, word by word,

"I'm Gasil. I was, now and will always be, and the woman Gasil likes is Misho."

I'm afraid there are no sweet words in the world that are more tender than this...

Mishu could no longer hold back her tears and hugged the man she liked to die. Crystal tears dripped on the shoulders of his clothes and made him dizzy...

For a long time, Mishu tried to pull herself out of his warm arms, wiped her tears, and told him everything else.

"So, you should now know why the Demon Lord will take you back from the outside and cultivate you carefully, and respond to your request, right? Because he wanted to buy your heartfeltly and let you unconditionally agree to any of his requests, and he did all this for the source of magic. On the day of our wedding, that is, the moment when Jessica and Rosie Bell finally got married, it was the weakest and easiest time to control the source of magic. At that time, the magic Zun will take the source of magic for himself in the name of holding a blood sacrifice for you and me to officially concentrate on the purebred blood of Rasha Kingdom, and after he gets what he wants, there is only one way to end for us.

Gassil listened quietly without saying a word.

In fact, Mishu knows what he is thinking. He is such a person who must repay kindness. In fact, for so many years, he will not know that the Demon Lord has done all this for a purpose, and he has already been prepared for this purpose. Because the Demon Lord is kind to him, even if he wants to die, he will not have any Hesitating, but he didn't think that things would suddenly happen like this.

She was an unexpected result.

He never thought that he would fall in love with her, and because of this, he could no longer repay the devil. He wanted to protect his beloved woman, so this was where he hesitated and struggled.

It is precisely because Mishu knows him and knows him, so he loves him more and more. I still remember that when I first saw him, he was so unruly, so cold and cruel in the face of danger, but he could never hide the kindness in his heart.

Mishu took his hands and wanted to say something, but he led him around.

Gasil looked at Mishu, put her hand in the palm of her hand, sighed gently, and said slowly,

"Let me tell you a story, huh, about my background."

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