Guide to Stabilizing the Blackening of the Villainous Husband 稳住黑化的反派前夫[穿书]

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Probably no one does not like to listen to love.

Especially, when a man who is abstinent and indifferent, he understates and speaks solemnly love words, it is really...it makes people feel as drunk as drunk.

The carriage was shaking slightly, and Ling Zhen was pressed by Wei Xi in her arms, her chin rested on his shoulder, her heart was sweet and hot.

Six months ago, Ling Zhen would still be afraid of this man's crazy paranoia, but now, it seems that they have finally escaped from the content of that book. He is not a black villain, and she is not a stupid female partner.

They are just mortals who love each other, and she is willing to be held in his palm.

After the Ferris wheel turned slowly, Ling Zhen took Wei Xi's hand and jumped down. Then he raised his small face, blinked at him, and said nothing.

Wei Xi squeezed her hand: "Want to sit still?"

Ling Zhen bends his eyes.

Wei Xi chuckled and took her hand: "Then sit down again."

They sat for the last round, and when they got down, the Ferris wheel was about to close.

Ling Zhen and Wei Xi walked slowly towards the house.

The road has been traversed countless times, and she recognizes every street lamp and every tree. After living in this city for a long time, even the air makes people feel close. Looking back now, it was the fairy palace of Yunyushan that had faded away in my memory, and gradually I couldn't remember clearly.

About this is the sense of belonging, right? Ling Zhen thought, the person next to her, and everything she was familiar with, gave her a sense of belonging.

Teacher Wen has lived here for so long, but still has no nostalgia for this world. Probably... I didn't meet such a person. The master has always taught her that the seven emotions and six desires are all vulgar things, and the immortal only has Tao and no emotion.

It can be seen that after knowing the joy of Hongchen, how can I still want to taste the suffering of the immortal door.

Ling Zhen finally saw himself clearly.

She is nothing more than a vulgar thing falling into the trap of red dust.

Fortunately, someone followed her under the trap.

And she, the one who likes to set the trap.

...

Time went back to the rainy night a few days ago.

In the barren hills on the southwestern border, the night rain is like beans, washing the loose soil on the hillside, and it is already crumbling. And down the slope, there was a person standing eloquently!

The man was motionless, but his body glowed with a faint glow.

After a long time, the soil **** finally couldn't withstand the power of the current, and began to rumbling down the slope. The mud flow engulfed the gravel and gravel, roared towards the thin figure, swallowed him in in a blink of an eye!

But the next moment, amidst the torrential countercurrent, a strong blue light suddenly pierced and flew towards a certain direction—

The light seemed to have smashed some invisible boundary, even passed through the gap of time and space, twisted for a moment at the end of the black sky, and then disappeared.

But that ray of light did not really disappear. It flew from night to day, and the flow of time was changing with it. Several days have passed since it left the earth on earth.