"Passion tribulation?"
Guanghan Fairy was stunned on the spot, murmuring softly, staring dumbly at Ye Xuan.
"That's right, passion tribulation, you are my passion tribulation." Ye Xuan didn't look into Guanghan Fairy's eyes, he murmured to the sky, the bitter smile on his face growing even more intense.
Silence, soundlessness, stillness, even time and space seemed to pause at this moment, a repressive and heavy atmosphere sprouting between the two.
"So I have always been your passion tribulation, and today you have come to find me to cross this tribulation?"
Guanghan Fairy was the first to break the silence, a hint of self-mockery appearing on her face, as if she vaguely understood what Ye Xuan meant to do.
"What is love but an illusion, what is beauty but a facade, I have never believed in so-called love since my youth." Ye Xuan murmured to the sky, as if speaking to himself.
"You wish to kill me!"
