"What else is there to talk about between us? We are no longer the same person. We each go our own way, which is good for everyone." Prajna avoided Zhang Ruochen's gaze and said without any emotion.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I have been to the Gate of Hell, and also to the Pond of Fate."

Prajna's delicate body trembled slightly, and she could no longer hold it tight. A sad and tender look appeared in her eyes, and she said, "Whose fate did you see in the pool?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't speak. In his mind, a graceful and majestic figure flashed past.

"Sure enough, it's not me. Since it's not me, there is nothing to say between us. From now on, we will each cherish it. Great Sage Ruochen, bid farewell."

Prajna turned around, not wanting Zhang Ruochen to see the expression on her face, and turned into a ray of light, breaking through the clouds formed by the soul mist, flying out of the copper coffin, and quickly left Hanhai Manor.

When she left, her heart still hurt badly.

The fate pool presents the final fate of the person you care about most.

If the person Zhang Ruochen cares about most is her, he will definitely tell her. Since he didn't tell her, there is no need to ask again.

In her mind, she repeatedly asked, if Zhang Ruochen had just said that the person he saw in the Destiny Pond was her, would she desperately throw herself into his arms, cry heartily, and tell the story of this year?

Pain and sadness?

How happy it would be if Zhang Ruochen could hug her, forgive her for her helplessness, and gently stroke her hair and face.

Unfortunately, no.

"Pond of Fate, Pond of Fate, why do you reflect people's hearts so clearly?"

When walking out of Hanhai Manor, Prajna's mood completely calmed down and became cold and noble again, with no trace of anything out of the ordinary.

The Great Sage Yuan Fei, the Son of the Demon God, and the Emperor Luo of Omori came forward to greet him.

The Son of the Origin Demon asked: "Is the Shenyou Dan in Zhang Ruochen's hands?"

"Here." Prajna said.

The Great Sage Yuan Fei said: "Is he willing to sell it?"

Prajna shook his head slightly and said: "I refuse."

Emperor Luo of Dasen snorted coldly: "I have said long ago that Zhang Ruochen will never sell it, so why waste time on him? I have good news here. Wujiang has found the spiritual transformation fruit, which can also help break through

Shackles, the medicinal power can reach one-fifth of the Shenyou Dan."

…

Zhang Ruochen flew out of the copper coffin, feeling extremely complicated because she saw something different in Prajna's eyes than before.

When she left, the disappointed and desperate look in her eyes touched Zhang Ruochen's heart. If it had been before, he would have definitely chased after her, pulled her back, and hugged her hard.

But this time, he seemed a bit hard-hearted and just stood there indifferently.

"Is that relationship really over?"

"Fateful Pool, why do you want people to see the fateful scene of the future?"

"What kind of person am I? Passionate or ruthless?"

Zhang Ruochen felt confused. The masculine energy in his body was looming, making it difficult for him to keep his thoughts clear and calm. There was a hint of demonic power in his eyes. He pointed to Liao Xi, who was practicing under the sundial, and spoke in a commanding tone.

, said: "Follow me."

He walked into the Seven-Star Emperor Palace with his hands behind his back, and in his mind was still the look in Prajna's eyes when he left. He even had the illusion that Ling Xi who was following behind him looked like Prajna.

He knew that the inner demon was at work again, but this time he didn't want to control it.
Chapter completed!