The Heroine, She Has a Prosperous Beauty

"Brother Yue, Yue Yue, are you kidding me?" Leng Sugan said with a smile.

"Susu, I know it was my fault before and I shouldn't have lied to you."

"But this time I really didn't lie to you. I am Feng Yue."

"You should have heard of Fengyue Divine Sword. I have always called it Fengyue before, and I never hid it from you."

Hearing this, Leng Su's face suddenly turned pale.

She looked at the Phoenix Yue in front of her, and then at the "Wind Moon Divine Sword" in mid-air.

She suddenly reached out and pushed Feng Yue away vigorously, and broke away from his arms.

"It's impossible, it's impossible. Brother Big, you must be joking with me. How can you be the legendary Fengyue Sword God?"

"Brother Big Brother, you are so young. That Fengyue Sword God is an old man who is thousands of years old. Brother Big Brother, please stop making such jokes with me. This is not funny at all."

Feng Yue: "..." Poof, he vomited blood and died!

Is Fengyue Sword God an old man several thousand years old?

Where did this rumor come from?

He is obviously only a thousand years old, how can he be thousands of years old?

He is obviously in his prime, when did he become an old man?

"Su Su, I am really Feng Yue, but I am only a thousand years old, not thousands, and I am not an old man."

"Look, how do I look like an old man?" As he said that, Feng Yue opened his arms and asked Leng Su to observe how he looked like an old man.

Seeing the anxious look on his face, Leng Su had already burst into laughter.

"One, a thousand years old?" Leng Su's eyes widened with a horrified look on his face.

Feng Yue: "..." Suddenly I felt like crying.

He didn't want to, but he was born too early and was not born in the same era as her.

"Su Su, although, although I am indeed 'very old', I promise that I will love you, cherish you and take good care of you."

"I will definitely not die soon. I will always be by your side and protect you." Feng Yue said in a panic.

Leng Su: "..." Hahahaha!

"But, but, you are already a thousand years old, and I am only sixteen. Calculated by age and generation, you should be the generation of my old, old, old, old, old, old ancestors, right?"

Ten words of "old" in a row almost made Feng Yue vomit three liters of blood on the spot.

He just knew that it was a big problem at his age.

But it was obviously this girl who provoked him in the first place. Now that he has fallen, she actually starts to dislike him and wants to leave him?

Thinking of this, Feng Yue couldn't help it.

Without saying anything, he grabbed Leng Su and wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, the fear on Leng Su's face deeply hurt his heart.

Feeling sad, Feng Yue subconsciously lowered his head and kissed her.

This kiss is completely different from the previous ones...

No more tenderness, no more caution, no more joy and excitement.

But there is more sadness, despair, sadness and a sense of sadness.

After the kiss ended, Feng Yue let go of the reluctant Leng Su, took her hand and placed it on his left chest.

He looked mournful. He opened his mouth and obviously wanted to say something, but couldn't.

In the end, Feng Yue chose to remain silent. He just grabbed her hand forcefully and placed it on his chest, as if to let her feel something by herself.

Feng Yue looked at her deeply, deeply, with deep despair and grievance in his eyes.

Leng Su: "..." What should I do? I really want to laugh, I really want to laugh! ! !

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PS: [Chapter 50 update is over, good night fairies, okay (づ￣3￣)づ╭～]