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Qiankun Qingqing Valley

In order to save Huo Yuhao, Wang Donger chose death.

At this moment, she felt boundless pain.

This pain is not physical, but the pain of my soul being torn apart.

Wang Donger's soul left her body, and she felt like a crushed leaf, rolling involuntarily in the strong wind.

"Dong'er, don't die!"

She saw Huo Yuhao holding her unconscious body, his eyes red.Her heart also tightened.

"Yuhao, I'm here!"

Wang Donger kept shouting, but Huo Yuhao couldn't hear anything.

"Uncle Taitan, please save Dong'er!"

Huo Yuhao took her back to Haotian Castle and tried desperately to save her, but was forced out by the eldest and second fathers.

On the day when her body entered the divine realm, Wang Donger finally understood everything.

Her body opened her eyes. Those eyes were still hers, but the look inside them no longer belonged to her.

Tang San stood there, looking at her body as if looking at a lost and found treasure.

"Wutong." He called her.

It's not "Dong'er", it's "Wutong".

Only then did Wang Donger realize that she was just the container before Tang Wutong was reborn.

A body used to warm the soul. When the time is right, the real Tang Wutong will awaken in her body.

And Wang Donger herself was discarded on the edge like garbage.

Tang Wutong woke up.

She didn't remember Huo Yuhao or Shrek.The way she looked at Huo Yuhao was strange, distant, and even a bit condescending and bored.

But Huo Yuhao still loves her.

He thought she was still his Dong'er.

When he came close, she was disgusted.

He explained, but she didn't listen.

He tried his best to bring back her memory, but she pushed him away time and time again, wondering why this young man was so entangled.

Wang Donger watched him being rejected and hurt again and again, watching the light in his eyes dim inch by inch.

She wanted to shout: Huo Yuhao, she is not me, you have recognized the wrong person.

But she couldn't shout.

The most painful day, nine cuts and eighteen holes.

The dagger soaked in dark elements, pierced through with one knife, then pulled out, pierced again.

Huo Yuhao knelt on the ground, and each knife penetrated his body, leaving eighteen bloody holes in front and back.

But Tang Wutong stood nearby, with shock and emotion in his eyes, but no distress, as if he felt sorry for his lover.

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