After dressing up as a demon, i was pregnant with a cub

Part 66 love and can not

another ten years later.

today's night peak came an uninvited guest.

it was the depth of winter, and the entire night peak was covered with snow, and this man stood under a plane tree that had fallen out of leaves, and looked up in the direction of the hall of the rest of his life.

there was still snow in the sky, falling on the tips of his shoulders and hair, but he was completely unaware, and he stared at the sleeping hall hidden among the grass and trees for a long time, as if he wanted to engrave its image deeply into his mind.

suddenly, he lifted his feet to walk forward, but he heard a voice from the tree: "stop, is night peak a place that you can break into at will?" if you take another step forward, i'm not welcome. "

the man who spoke jumped down from the tree, blocking the way of the uninvited guest, and when he jumped, he caused the branches to shake, and the frost and snow of the tree fell on the other side.

but the man did not pay any attention to this, and his face was not half angry, but he stared intently at the person in front of him.

it was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, full of unbridled and cheerful jumping out of breath, his golden eyes were as eye-catching as brilliant jewels, and his half-long black hair was uncomfortably cocked, like the feathers of a bird exploding.

most importantly, he looked like he drunk.

when the visitor saw him, his emotions fluctuated slightly, and his throat knot rolled, and his mouth opened to make a hoarse voice: "you are..."

smelling the wine, he looked at him with his hands around his chest, only to feel that the person in front of him had a body of immortal bones, but there was no trace of cultivation in his body, and his face that should have been handsome was stained with traces of wind and frost, and his head was full of green silk that had become frost hair, and it was clear that he still looked like a young man, but the breath that came out was like an old man who was about to die.

this life is coming to an end, and the lamp will soon run out of oil.

smelling renjiu looked him up and down, and guessed his identity: "pei qianhe." "

pei qianhe tightened his pale and chapped lips.

"i really can't imagine that the former immortal dao supreme being, the first person in kendo, and the soxuan immortal zun that everyone can't reach, will actually end up with such a fate," smelling people's wine raised their lips, and some schadenfreude appeared in their eyes, "it's really pitiful." "

pei qianhe lowered his eyes and as soon as he opened his mouth, it was still the hoarse voice: "i know that you hate me, and i don't ask you for forgiveness, my life expectancy is coming to an end, time is running out, i just want to see your father again before i die." "

"by what?" smelling renjiu put away the smile, and shang's youthful face shrouded the clouds, "my father is what you want to see?" what are you counting? "

pei qianhe did not defend himself, he was soft on his knees, and he knelt down directly in front of the other party: "please, let me see him." "

wen renjiu was startled by his sudden move and took a step back, looking at the person who had fallen to his knees in front of him in disbelief, completely unable to connect him with the high-ranking soxuan immortal zun who only existed in rumors.

this man seems to have given up his dignity, and in just over twenty years, he has been stripped of his pride and smoothed out, like a blunt sword covered in dust, losing the meaning of his own survival in the world, and can never go back to the past.