"It's me! I'm Hao Cang!" Lou Yeyuan gently brushed away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and answered naturally and confidently, as if he was Jun Hao Cang, not someone else.

If Feng Moxie hadn't remained awake, he would have almost thought he had auditory hallucinations.

For a moment, he felt that Jun Haocang was really back!

He didn't expect that the demon god who hated Yun Qiange would admit his unbearable identity without hesitation. Could it be that he could ignore the hatred of his previous life?

No, even if he can ignore past grudges and let go of his hatred, what about the demons and the dead soldiers?

So as long as Lou Yeyuan is still the leader of the demon clan, as long as he is still bleeding from the demon clan, there will always be an insurmountable gap between them.

Now Su Moliang is so ill that he is confused, but he is not confused. He can't watch Su Moliang be hurt again, and he immediately exposes without mercy, "Jun Haocang has disappeared long ago, why do you deceive yourself? Now you are Lou Yeyuan, the demon god who is above the demon clan. You know that you can never be with her with such an identity, so why bother giving her hope and disappointing her!"

When Su Moliang heard this, his trance-like expression gradually woke up. His fingers that stroked his cheeks seemed to be burned by cruel reality. He shrank back, "Yes, my Hao Cang disappeared and will never come back!"

She said the truth with a expressionless face, but tears of despair quietly slipped into her hair.

Lou Yeyuan's heart was stinged by her instantly extinguished eyes. Her resolute and cold face couldn't help but feel a layer of sad tremor. Her voice suppressed the extreme pain, saying word by word, "Who am I, is that important? Isn't Lou Yeyuan worthy of love?"

Feng Moxie was so confused when asked, and all the hurtful words were choked and could not vomit them out.

Su Moliang looked at his scarlet eyes, and felt a cramped in his heart, but his mouth was coldly rejecting his love. "I don't know if I really loved you in my previous life. The only thing I am sure of is that in this life, the person I love is Jun Haocang, not you. Go away, I don't want to see you again."

After saying that, Su Moliang turned his body sideways, not wanting to look at the eyes that hindered her thoughts and affected her heartbeat.

She was afraid that the next second, she would be unable to control herself and accept him!

Looking at her cold back, Lou Yeyuan's always resolute and cold eyes also rarely burst into tears. A low crying voice came from his chest, which was stinging with pain, like an echo of the valley, "Lou Yeyuan is not a god, he is also a human being, a person with flesh and blood, and he also longs for being loved, and he longs for the person he likes to love him, get close to him, and accept him!"

"That is why he will abandon his memory in this life and transform into Jun Haocang, who has no burden and no hatred, and loves the person he loves deeply but cannot love. For me, Jun Haocang has never been someone else. He is Lou Yeyuan, even though he is a heart that is full of wounds, but he still loves your heart! Isn't it too cruel to love that heart that master, isn't it?"

Su Moliang was touched by these words and burst into tears, but for the sake of the curse, he could only cover his lips that almost cried, endured his shoulders that were trembling with the pain in his heart, and said indifferently, "For me, from the moment Jun Haocang disappeared, this love no longer exists."

"Not exist? Hahaha, it doesn't exist!" Such an answer was like a thousand arrows piercing through the heartache, making Lou Yeyuan tilted his head and cried, and the heart-wrenching laughter echoed in the empty bedroom, revealing endless sadness and desolation.

In Su Moliang's eyes, Lou Yeyuan was just a disgusting name, and he didn't even have the qualification to be a substitute. How sad and ridiculous!

He stood up shakingly, and walked out of the hall step by step. Tears were like floods breaking through his cheeks, flowing into the corners of his mouth, splashing bitter smell.

Walking out of the hall, he looked up at the bright sun in the clear sky, so hot and dazzling, but Lou Yeyuan felt cold all over, his eyes turned black, and his dizzy turn suddenly spewed out a pool of old blood.

He weakly held the door frame beside him, forcibly suppressed the embarrassment that was not the devil's master, straightened his back again, crossed the blood, and disappeared into the dazzling halo-

Su Moliang heard the footsteps gradually drifting away. Thinking that he would leave her world from now on, the gripping heart seemed to break a huge hole. The pain she couldn't bear it anymore and got up and wanted to run out of the hall. Unfortunately, she was too weak and staggered to the ground as soon as she got up.

Feng Moxie heard the movement and quickly stepped forward to support her, showing a look of pain, "Since you have made a decision, why bother to make things difficult for yourself?"

"I'll take a look at it for the last time, only one look!" Su Moliang grabbed Feng Moxie's hand tightly and begged.

"He has left and can't see it." Feng Moxie shook his head in pain, helpless.

Su Moliang insisted on pushing his hand away, and even if he crawled, he would crawl over.

Feng Moxie sighed, helped her up again, and helped her to the door.

Before she could step out of the hall, a pool of bright red blood suddenly broke into her eyes, scaring Su Moliang's legs so weakened and fell to the ground.

"This is-" She covered her mouth with terror, resisted the overwhelming grief that was trembling. Finally, she couldn't help but reach out and covered the blood with heartache, crying so hard that she couldn't help herself.

This is his blood, and it must have been injured when dealing with the ghost whale.

Even though his body was obviously injured so much, he would feel so uncomfortable if he listened to her say something cold and ruthless and heartless here!

Su Moliang beat his chest with a blaming self-destruction, and the sob sound was drowned in the muffled sound of beating, and every stroke seemed to hit Feng Moxie's heart.

He stood behind him, and even if the person who couldn't see her could feel her collapse and pain, and a bitter smile could not help but pass through his lips, "Even Lou Yeyuan, you love it--"

That person is Lou Yeyuan of the Demon clan, and Jun Haocang, who belongs to Su Moliang alone. They all have a heart that loves Su Moliang and have memories of loving her, but it is just a difference between past and present lives.

Only he is completely excluded. No matter in the past or present life, no matter who he becomes or who he is willing to become, Su Moliang will not fall in love with him-

"Since you love him, why should you drive him away?" Feng Moxie felt that the treatment he was driven away by ruthlessly was so envious of him.

Su Moliang cried and shook his head, but it was so painful that he couldn't spit out a word.

It is precisely because of love that she cannot harm his life or become a sinner of the demon clan!

"You go back, I will take good care of myself." Thinking that Feng Moxie was still with him, Su Moliang suppressed the grief in his heart and pretended to be strong.

"But you-"

"Don't worry, I'm not that vulnerable, I just want to be quiet."

Seeing that she insisted, Feng Mo Xie had to nodded in compromise, "Okay, if you have any needs, just ask the maids outside the hall. I also asked the imperial physician to see them for their injuries. They were all recovering from their own bedrooms, so there was no need to worry."

"Thank you, Feng Moxie!"
Chapter completed!