It is not just a fantasy to want to win back Yue'er, who looks only about twenty years old.
This feels a bit like an old cow eating young grass.
All the elders of the Shenyue Sect watched this.
There was a fierce light in his eyes, and he looked at Old Huang as if he wanted to eat him.
Old Huang looked at all this and sighed: "Yue'er, you are so stupid."
"He's not me."
"Not the me in your dreams."
When these words were spoken, Yue'er was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Old Huang knew what happened in her dream.
However, the man next to Yue'er didn't seem to be an easy person to deal with either. He said some nonsense when he saw Old Huang.
His eyes were filled with murderous intent.
But he knew he was no match for the old man.
With a sudden thought, he said to Old Huang: "Old fellow, my wife and I are getting married today."
"If you're here to ask for a glass of wedding wine, then I, Zhang Mao, would welcome you with open arms."
"But if you continue to insult me like this, don't blame me for drawing my sword and being ruthless."
When Old Huang heard this, he shook his head and sighed helplessly.
He flashed and came directly to the man's side.
Before he could react.
Even Yue'er couldn't see clearly what Old Huang was doing.
When he reacted, the red sword in his hand had already been inserted into Zhang Mao's chest.
Old Huang swung his sword again, directly chopping Zhang Mao's head into two halves.
When Yue'er saw this scene, her mouth opened wide.
I couldn't utter a word.
Tears welled up in her eyes.
Streams of spiritual energy continued to burst out from her body.
"Why did you kill him?"
"Why did you kill my husband?" Yue'er roared at the top of her lungs.
Old Huang listened to this with a smile on his face.
"No one can touch my woman."
After saying this, Old Huang threw the red name in his hand directly to Yue'er.
When Yue'er took the long sword that had just killed Zhang Mao, her eyes paused.
The red name kept shaking.
Feeling this familiar vibration.
An extremely familiar feeling came from Yue'er's heart.
She didn't know what was going on, as it was clearly her first time holding the Red Name Sword.
She looked at the body of her husband Zhang Mao, and for a moment, she didn't know what she felt in her heart.
She couldn't explain it at all.
Zhang Mao's body was held by the other elders.
At this time, Old Huang looked at Yue'er and said, "I killed your husband."
"Kill me to avenge your husband!"
After saying that, he gave up resisting and exposed his chest in front of Yue'er, waiting for her to stab him with a sword.
At this moment, Yue'er became confused for a moment.
She didn't know what to say, and many words were stuck in her throat.
Not at all.
I don’t know how to put it. According to her anger, the sword should have stabbed directly into his chest.
But why, when she grasped the red sword, the anger in her heart seemed to disappear suddenly.
She even felt a sense of relief in her heart.
She didn't know what she was thankful for.
I just feel like I can't do what I want to do.
She held the sword weakly and looked at Old Huang.
Old Huang looked at Yue'er and said with a bit of a stumble: "I am not afraid of disappointing the whole world, I am only afraid of disappointing you."
"I can make a wish to the heavens, as long as you come back, as long as you recover your memories of your past life."
"It's worth it even if I die."
Neither Zhang Yu nor Miao Qingyin expected that the old man Huang's personality would be so explosive. The second male lead Zhang Mao was killed by his straightforward sword as soon as he appeared on the stage.
Yue'er raised the red sword in her hand, and many things flashed in her eyes.
Finally, tears flowed from her eyes and she said to Old Huang: "Go away!"
"The hatred for killing my husband is irreconcilable. The next time we meet, I will kill you."
After hearing this, Old Huang looked at Yue'er and shook his head.
Seeing Yue'er's feelings for Zhang Mao, he roared helplessly.
"You know my intentions, but I don't know your feelings!"
"If the two sides don't understand each other, I'm afraid no one will be able to clear up the mess later."
When his voice fell, his figure had disappeared from the spot.
When he reappeared, he was already sitting on the old ox.
Zhang Yu and Miao Qingyin watched this scene and said in unison: "This old guy doesn't want to live anymore."
After saying this, the two looked at each other.
The next second, Old Huangtou's figure appeared in front of Yue'er again.
Looking at the red mark on Yue'er's finger, he felt pain in his chest and charged back at the sword.
When the red-named sword was inserted into Old Huangtou's chest.
Old Huangtou smiled.
Yue'er was stunned.
For some reason, she didn't feel heartbroken at all even though her husband had just died.
Watching the old man committing suicide in front of her eyes, for some reason, she felt as if her heart was grabbed by someone and squeezed hard.
It hurt so much that she couldn't speak.
She didn't know why she felt this way, even though she didn't know him.
It was obviously the first time I met him.
Why is this happening?
Old Huang smiled at Yue Er and said, "I have been waiting for this moment for a long time."
"Yue'er, I have been looking for you for three hundred thousand years."
"Ten lifetimes in total."
“Every time I get a little busier.”
"In every life, you married someone else before me."
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