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971. Chapter 967 Midnight Radio [44]

Jiang's mother treated them as goddaughters and loved them as godsons. After not seeing each other for a few days, she felt a little missed in her heart. Jiang Xinyou was originally ready to tell the truth, but Yeyue smiled and said that they were also on their honeymoon.

Well, going to the demon world to resolve chaos is considered a honeymoon, right?

In fact, Jiang Xinyou is also very concerned now. What is going on with Qian Shuang and Leng Yan? Have they met Yang An? Is the development of the whole thing going to end badly as she guessed?

What worries Jiang Xinyou even more is that Princess Chaoyang is well aware of everything that happens in the outside world. It is probably not accidental that she suddenly mentioned something about Chu Junxiao at this time... What worries her most is that the person who has been resurrected in another world

Not only her and her sister, Qian Shuang, but also some unexpected people...

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[He Yingluo’s Diary—Midnight Radio]

After learning the news of Xiaofang's death, I have been in a bad mood, and I can't bring myself to do anything. Unfortunately, we have no way of knowing the story that came out on the midnight radio station. Who will be the next chosen victim? It's a long journey.

Zhou Zhou could only sit back and wait for death. Fortunately, Yang An's timely appearance relieved the tension. Otherwise, I don't think I would be able to handle what I was about to face next.

However, during this period, even if old friends met, Yang An and I didn't mention anything about the past. But one night, he came to me alone while Linglong was out and said he wanted to talk to me.

I didn't know what he wanted to say to me, maybe it was about Lin Haobai, so I left the small hotel with him and found a tea restaurant with an elegant atmosphere to sit down and drink tea.

Unexpectedly, what Yang An mentioned had nothing to do with Lin Haobai, but had something to do with Linglong and Liusu.

"Have you noticed that after Liusu suppressed the gods and demons, Linglong didn't seem to have changed much, and he wasn't even as sad as us?"

I understand what Yang An means by this. Linglong and Liu Su are good friends who have known each other for tens of thousands of years. After Liu Su suppressed the gods and demons, either Linglong thought that Liu Su still had a chance to escape from the array of gods and demons, so his expression was dull.

Either Linglong knew about Liu Su's plan early on, so he wasn't so shocked...

As Yang An spoke, he shook the lemon tea in the transparent cup with a glass spoon.

When I first met him, he was only a seventeen-year-old boy.

Years of exorcism experience have tanned his skin to a bronze color, and his eyes are small but extremely deep. What's even more valuable is that he has a calmness that is unprecedented among his peers.

Now, he is in his early twenties. I carefully thought about what he has experienced, and I know that his life is not much better. I originally thought that the hundred-year prophecy of the Fengling Clan was some good thing, but after actually joining the Fengling Clan, I

You know, we were just led by fate from the beginning.

But now, Yang An is probably the only one among us who accepts his fate calmly, but I still resist.

This life has been passing by for decades. If I still can't live according to my own wishes, how can I guarantee that after I die, there will be a next life that can help me make up for the shortcomings of this life?

It's not that I do whatever I want, I just don't want to have any regrets in this life.

At this time, I was slightly distracted, and Yang An, who was sitting opposite me, frowned uneasily. Maybe he didn't know why I was distracted. He opened his mouth several times to bring me back to my senses, but he still didn't utter a syllable.
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