It was she who didn’t expect that day to come so quickly.
The nangongshan dust half kneeling in front of her peach peach wait for a while looked at him and looked at his body more and more through his body a little crack spread.
He whispered, "Because you can’t bear it."
Tao Tao choked, "I didn’t ask you to bear all this for me …"
Far from it, he was betrayed by ordinary people and died in a sea of blood. Even if he stood aside and looked on coldly, Taotao would not blame him.
He has no meaning to this world, but he still made moves to push back the silence, and the Lord killed the monster beast of the sea to restore calm to the city destroyed by the tsunami.
She should be happy that the city escaped.
But at the moment, she seems to be entangled in a spider web with spikes, and her heartache makes her breathless.
The nangongshan dust pulled her hand and dropped the blood on her arm to the clock.
The emperor’s bell buzzed.
Taotao, this is white. It turned out that she didn’t ring the emperor’s bell, but the emperor’s bell recognized the Lord and rang itself.
It is a deed to drop blood on the clock, so that she can ring the emperor clock.
"I volunteered," he said softly.
He hugged Taotao and wrapped her cold body in a bloody robe.
Unlike this time, he didn’t ask her opinion.
The garment industry has not gone away, and the blush at the end of his eyes is dazzling.
But Taotao doesn’t think he looks like an evil ghost at all.
Being held in his arms, he felt that everything outside was confusing and dazzling.
Although there is no temperature in his arms, there is a sense of security that makes her feel attached.
"That’s good, too."
Dark clouds piled up all night and finally snowflakes fell.
At first, it is getting bigger and bigger.
Fine snowflakes covered Taotao’s eyes, and Taotao could clearly hear his voice trembling "Where’s the good …"
"So Taotao will feel that she owes me."
"If you owe me, you won’t forget me."
His voice is ridiculously gentle.
Peach’s eyes are dry, and the breath in the nasal cavity is cold air conditioning on winter nights.
Nangong Chenba draped her shoulder socket and gently rubbed her breath, which lifted the soft stubble on the side of her neck. He smiled, "If you owe me, you will always remember me."
Taotao can vaguely see a shadow of his soul but can’t feel his weight and temperature.
Cold snowy night
She wants to hug him. She just reached out and will touch his body in the future.
His soul was missing, and the cracked and transparent glass broke into pieces in her arms in an instant.
Snow covered the chaos after the fire with a layer of white color.
Covered the blood, covered the ashes, and covered all despair and sadness.
Taotao reached out and hugged him.
She wait for a while.
Nine mysterious soul flowers fell from her arms.
Before he left, she sent him flowers to repair his soul, but he didn’t move any of them, and they dissipated with him and fell into Taotao’s hands.
Peach peach stare blankly.
Nine mysterious soul flowers spin in the forest and give birth to branches and leaves.
Flowers intertwine in the branches, and one plant takes root in the snow in front of us.
The petals are not as clear as they used to be, and every inch is withered, but they are still swaying softly in the heavy snow. Every petal seems to be whispering like life.
Peach touches the flower, and it is cold and withered like Nangong dust, breaking the soul.
I don’t know if I can see its soft petals again in my life.
Taotao looked trance and knelt on the ground when she was torn by Miyanluo and suddenly opened again.
A purple light and shadow broke free from the hole, and the face was still pale and full of hatred at the moment.
The woman didn’t leave. She hid in the crack and waited for the fatal blow.
She rolled the flame of the ghost and came at Taotao.
Taotao raised her head, and a thousand mournful ghosts spilled out of the fire.
Taotao knelt on the ground for half a minute without moving her fingertips to touch the emperor clock.
The Nangong Dust put her hand on the emperor clock before her soul was broken.
At this time, she is the real master of Dizhong.
That moment is like when the ancient universe opened up heaven and earth, the clear sound suddenly sounded, and Zhong Qingming could be heard in a hundred miles.
Cui Guling was only half a meter away from her, and the whole person was like a broken kite flying backwards when the clock took the lead.
Thousands of ghosts collapsed and dispersed in the middle of the night, and pieces of white debris fell to the ground like night snow.
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