The fairy husband of the little demon

Chapter 15 4

"Even if it is a god, there is a death. What can I say?" Yunhe shrugged his shoulders and said, "I just hope there will be a better ending, and it shouldn't be him."

"Is't there a saying of life and death in heaven and earth?" Mimei said, "If his limit has come, who can force him?"

Yun He bit his lips.

Actually, she just overpowers herself. So many soldiers and generals can't find the sky flame, how can she find it?

What if I go to the fourth prince? Can you know where the Xiaoyan is when you arrive at Xuanfengxuan? I'm afraid that before she found any useful information, she became a funeral item.

"Yunhe," Mimei looked at her worriedly, "suddenly, I felt that we were so happy in the lotus pond. No one knows this place, and no one disturbs us."

"I'm sorry."

"Hmm?" Mimei blinked, "Why did you suddenly apologize to me?"

"If I hadn't attracted the flames, maybe so many things wouldn't have happened."

"Ha ha, I believe that everything is doomed by cause and effect. You are destined to meet, that's why he will come." Mimei shrugged her shoulders, "I don't know that everything is moving according to the trajectory drawn by fate."

The clouds are full of melancholy. Yes, she also misses the carefree days. Before she knew Xiaoyan, her life was calm and she occasionally went to the garden to talk and play with the little demons. There was nothing more pleasant than this. If she doesn't know Xiaoyan, she won't have so many troubles and sorrows. I don't know what to worry about.

But now, many emotions that do not belong to her have penetrated into her head and eyes one by one.

"Oh," Mimei stretched out, "why are we talking about such a heavy topic? If you don't say anything, can I make a bowl of Muxi Qinglu for you to drink?

"Good."

The two happily drank a bowl of clear dew and climbed back to the tree house.

Yun He has always been able to sleep, but he couldn't sleep this night. Xiaoyan has never dreamed, nor does it seem to have come before. Time seems to have erased his memories of coming.

Where will it be?

Xiaoyan, where will you be?