Di Qinglong opened his hands and embraced the extremely ugly body in front of him.

"Listen, I'm really a sentimental guy. I like the pure, but I won't reject the dirty." Di Qinglong murmured in her ear, "Before I met you again, I met someone

A woman, a woman who sells her body, but in my eyes, she is the purest. I like her to take off her high heels and spin in the hazy night rain under the street lights at midnight. I like to see her pair of shoes that still have a sense of life.

Eyes of hope.”

"That woman..." Yuan Qinghua murmured to herself: "It's the one in that photo..."

"I also like your smile when you reach out to feel the white clouds among the white clouds." Di Qinglong said softly: "You were ugly at the time, weren't you."

Wisps of black energy slowly emerged from Yuan Qinghua's body, and then began to flow crazily into Di Qinglong's body... and penetrated into every pore in his body.

"What are you going to do!" Yuan Qinghua was instinctively frightened.

A faint spiritual light began to glow on Di Qinglong's body... and a voice like a chant sounded in her ears.

"People like this will fall into the endless hell for thousands of billions of kalpas. If this continues, there will be no escape..."

It was him...but not him. He was absorbing her fear, resentment and despair.

"Di...Qinglong..." the woman murmured.

"If." Di Qinglong said softly: "When one person is not enough to bear the fear, then find someone to share it with. If the sin is not resolved, then we will be reincarnated."

"Di Qinglong, Di Qinglong, Di Qinglong!" Yuan Qinghua murmured to herself: "Hold me tight, don't leave...Hold me tight!"

——Ah... I won’t leave this time.

——I won’t want to kill you this time...

He wants to kill her because he has no love... he wants to demand her because he wants her - he is really a male dog who will kneel before his own lust.

Di Qinglong sighed secretly in his heart.

The endless aura of despair, due to the crazy use of Yuan Qinghua's body, turned into a huge vortex... The vortex rolled back and began to be involved in Di Qinglong's body.

Just like what Dr. Luo said...can I save her by replacing her at that time?

——This kind of... incredible, unreasonable... miraculous thing.

——If there is a miracle in life.

"Then, please show this miracle in front of me..." Di Qinglong slowly closed his eyes, "With my life..."

A flash of spiritual light broke through everything in an instant... and broke through the darkness.

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On the roof of the tall building, the handsome bald man in white shed tears of compassion.

"Wuneng... In this case, when can we get together a table of mahjong..."

The handsome bald man sat down slowly and recited the words in his heart in a low voice, "Relics... all dharmas are empty, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure... there is no old age and death, and there is no end of old age and death..."

On the handsome boy's shoulders, two rings of scripture flashed out... rotating slowly.

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Huoyun, Huoyun Military Base... deepest underground, in the [Artificial Human World] project research room.

Dr. Li Jianyi, who had dark circles under his eyes and a messy white coat... Two circles of scriptures suddenly appeared on his shoulders - black circles.

He reached out and touched the head of the stuffed rabbit on his breast pocket, and chuckled, "Hello...Sanzo."

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"I feel... I really want to wither."

The maid's voice sounded softly.

In front of me, there are two original blue flowers... The beautiful flower is gradually withering at this time, and is once again absorbed by the ugly one.

Boss Luo silently found a glass jar for the implant of the [Egg of Fear] and put it in it.

She asked softly: "Wouldn't it be a pity?"

"Isn't it worth it?" Boss Luo asked.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The maid put the jar away... For her, who has endless time, she can create as many experimental subjects as she wants, but if the master can smile, even just once, it will be priceless.

"It's a two-way street...salvation."

Boss Luo chuckled softly at this time, and tapped his fingers gently on the ugly flowers.

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Dream... maybe it's just like a dream.

In a hazy courtyard covered with lilies.

"Di Qinglong! What are you thinking about?"

He slowly opened his eyes and looked around. What came into view was the face of a young man... Gu Ze - Di Qinglong couldn't help but be startled, showing a look of confusion.

I saw Guze wearing a black dress, and the young man looked quite handsome.

Next to the long table covered with pure white tablecloth in the courtyard, a little girl with long pointed ears and long green hair was devouring food - the little girl was wearing a light blue dress.

"This is..." Di Qinglong shook his head gently.

"It's not important." Gu Ze shrugged, "What's important is that you are still standing there, your bride is about to be snatched away."

The bride...

Di Qinglong was stunned. In reality, he saw Jiang Qiyun in a tuxedo in the flower gallery of the courtyard. At this time, he was lovingly holding Yuan Qinghua, who was wearing a white wedding dress, walking slowly...sometimes chuckling, sometimes talking.

"By the way, it's a wedding." Di Qinglong murmured to himself: "My wedding with Yuan Qinghua."

"But, you, an old man, actually took away the only flower in our group. I think I'm going to beat you to death?" The young man's voice... was that of a young man named Shi Lei who was with Jiang Qiyun, "Although

It's only for a moment, but don't let me down, Sister Hua, or I... will send you a happy steel ball for a rich woman every day?"

Di Qinglong laughed dumbly and gently hit Shi Lei's chest.

It was as if they had known each other for a long time.

"Go and get ready, it's time to salute." Gu Ze stretched out his hand to straighten Di Qinglong's collar, and said in a broken voice: "Fortunately, the person you are going to marry is not my sister, so I will congratulate you reluctantly.

No matter how much you compare, Yuan Qinghua is already my god-sister."

Di Qinglong smiled with a complicated expression.

Not far away, Yuan Qinghua and Jiang Qiyun, holding hands, had walked out of the flower gallery and were walking towards them.

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"I didn't expect that when you got married, the groom was not me." Lao Jiang shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Yuan Qinghua rolled her eyes and said, "I've been single for a long time, okay. If you don't take action, don't you allow others not to take action?"

Jiang Qiyun sighed, "I have too many things to do, and emotions will only affect the speed of my sword swing."

Yuan Qinghua suddenly jumped up and slapped Jiang Qiyun on the back of the head, "You were not born of a woman?"

"Okay, lady!" Jiang Qiyun smiled, and then said seriously: "Do you really not regret marrying such a dangerous guy?"

"Anyway, it's just this time." Yuan Qinghua said quietly, "Didn't we agree not to say sad words?"

"It's up to you." Jiang Qiyun nodded gently.

Yuan Qinghua smiled brightly and said, "Jiang, although it is a pity that you did not choose the right one...but I am really grateful to you for saving me."

"Can I choose one more time?" Jiang Qiyun frowned.

"Some things, if you miss them, you miss them, right?" Yuan Qinghua smiled slyly, then stood up on tiptoes and kissed Lao Jiang's cheek, "Thank you for accompanying me along the way."

"Yeah." Jiang Qiyun breathed a sigh of relief, caressing the touched face, and was dazed, but he quickly shook his head, "That's it, or the groom will kill me."

He continued to hold Yuan Qinghua's arm and walked to Di Qinglong.

The old man and the weathered man looked at each other for a moment.

Jiang Qiyun said quietly: "Then, I will hand over the blue and white flowers to you."

"Thank you."

"You two." Yuan Qinghua frowned as if dissatisfied, and strangled the necks of Di Qinglong and Jiang Qiyun with one hand, "Can you smile?"
To be continued...