"Qing Moyu, are you hesitating? I have divided my life with you in this life, but you are still hesitating? Do you have any heart?"

Seeing that Tan Feng's big cat was about to fry again, Nan Yuan raised her hand and stroked his soft hair, and asked, "Then why didn't you say that I became like this for you?"

Tan Feng was silent for a while, and exuded an icy aura.

Nan Yuan continued: "So, let's not care about who pays more. If there is a next life, you and I don't bother. If there is an intersection, I will still love you and protect you, but if you and I do not intersect, I will I won't look for you, so don't come to me on purpose, lest you be harmed by me again and lose your life."

Tan Feng said angrily, "I am willing, can you manage it!"

Nan Yuan looked at him subtly, "You like being abused so much?"

When Tan Feng heard this, he didn't know which nerve was stimulated, his face sank, and the air around his body was as cold as if he had just climbed out of a thousand-year-old cold pool, "Qing Moyu, let me ask you a question, Do you take me as that old friend, and you treat me well, all because of him?"

Therefore, in the past few decades, Qing Moyu never mentioned the matter of the old man again.

But he and Qing Moyu have lived for a thousand years, what kind of old friend could he be?

Nan Yuan was slightly startled.

"Hehe, that's true." Tan Feng sneered. Although he looked ruthless, in Nan Yuan's eyes, he looked extremely aggrieved.

Nan Yuan sighed softly, "Forget it, it seems that I can't hide it."

Tan Feng's heart suddenly tightened, and before he had time to mourn the autumn and the spring, he heard this person continue: "Actually, I'm not looking for an old friend, but a confidant from a previous life, and after going around, I found out that this person is in by my side."

Tan Feng suddenly looked at him with a weird look, "Me? Was it your confidant in your last life?"

Nan Yuan nodded.

"How do you remember what happened in your past life? Could it be that you didn't drink that yellow spring water?"

"I just remember it anyway."

Tan Feng pondered for a moment, then suddenly roared at him: "Qing Moyu, do you want shame? I was your confidant and friend in my last life, but you kidnapped me into your bed in this life? I'll beat you to death, you shameless scumbag!"

While hiding, Nan Yuan made fun of him, "Xiao Tan Feng, who is the shameless one? I only thought you were a little disciple, and you dig a hole for me to make a promise, how can you blame me for kidnapping and cheating? You? Oh, you still want to have a baby with me."

"You! Qing Moyu, stop for me—"

After the two quarreled for a while, Tan Feng became alive again, and he was in a good mood.

Hearing what Mo Yu meant, the two of them were confidants in their previous lives, but they were not married. There must be something between the two of them, just because the secular etiquette did not pierce that layer of window paper, so they regretted it for the rest of their lives.

However, Qing Moyu's words can sometimes not be fully believed.

It's like not finding him in the next life.

When he was still a confidant, this person tried desperately to find him. In this life, he has been married, how can he not find him in the next life?

In the next life, the two of them will definitely be entangled together!

Thinking of the next life, Tan Feng suddenly felt that there was no regret in this short life.

What's more, he and Qing Moyu are not short-lived, they have lived a thousand years, which is long enough.

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After realizing that the two of them don't have many years to waste, the two of them take out a month or two every year to go out and play in the mountains and waters.

Because of this, the two became the model Taoist companions in the eyes of Wan Yao, and they were also talked about by the Xianjia Baimen.

After Nan Yuan swallowed four more times and lived an extra 40 years, he began to share his last life with Tan Feng.

Tan Feng stared coldly at the five small graves in front of him, one of which was buried with one of his tails.

"Qing Moyu, if you treat me badly in your next life, you will go to hell, really."

Nan Yuan also stared at the five small graves, and after a moment of silence, suddenly said to him: "You know that my blood is cold and my personality is the coldest, but I seem to care more and more about you.

Now that you are stuck, stick to it to the end. If one day you lose your heart for me, I will really send you to hell, no matter who you are. "

These words came out of Nan Yuan's mouth with a rare hint of sullenness, but Tan Feng not only did not find it gloomy, but also tasted a little sweet.

"I think the two of us are a good match, so I will reluctantly entangle with you for life. However, can you be a woman in your next life, and let me love you and protect you?"

"Okay." Nan Yuan replied.

Tan Feng looked at him suspiciously, "Agreed so readily? Why do I think there's a hole?"

Nan Yuan sneered in her heart: Because I was originally a woman, fool.

What's more, no matter male or female, it will definitely be her on the top.

It took Nan Yuan less than four years for her last life, and her body couldn't hold it any longer.

When she realized that she was about to die, Nan Yuan found Qianqin, the daughter of luck, and entrusted her with the Ten Thousand Demon Gate.

Although the existence of Wan Yaomen has led to a sharp decrease in the phenomenon of monsters doing evil in the world, Qianqin still made a name for herself in this circle and became a big boss, and became a pair of people envied by the official supporting male lead. Taoist.

With Qianqin and the male protagonist around, the Ten Thousand Demon Gate will definitely exist for a long time, until the balance is broken after many years.

Nan Yuan and Tan Feng lay peacefully on the bed.

Before the life completely disappeared, Nan Yuan took one step away from the primordial spirit.

She looked back at Tan Feng.

At the last moment of his life, Tan Feng changed back to his original form and was lying meekly beside Qing Moyu's corpse.

That last cat tail never fell off again.

Nan Yuan thought of something, and grabbed Tan Feng with her hand.

After returning to the space, Nan Yuan's hand had an extra tuft of hair, which was exactly Tan Feng's cat hair.