Evil Jiaolong saw Sanlang with a grim expression, but the words in his mouth were still speaking to Yan Ge: "How is it possible, how could Tianyan Shenmu have no heart, did you give your heart to this human being, did you give your heart to him? "
This reasoning seems appropriate.
She looked stern, and her whole body was full of hostility.
A piece of scale in his hand turned into a long sword, and rushed towards Sanlang and Yange.
"Hand over Tianyan Shenmu Xin obediently, otherwise, I want you to die without a place to bury you!"
It was also at this time that the rolling thunder sounded from far to near.
Through the window, you can see the dark sky outside.
It was a clear sky just now, but at this moment, the dark clouds were overcast, and the lightning flashed and thundered.
A sky thunder suddenly hit the foot of the evil dragon.
Although it didn't hurt the evil dragon, it made her eyes change.
As if remembering something, she turned her head and stared at the sky in despair.
The hostility in his eyes turned into panic and panic.
The next moment, she turned her head, stared at Yange angrily, and said in a shrill voice, "He asked me to swear by the law of heaven that if I do something to hurt you, I will never remember him for the rest of my life."
She stared at Yan Ge bitterly, and murmured: "How is it possible, how can Tiandao even take care of such crap, how is it possible!"
At this moment, the evil dragon, she looked desperate and panicked, and shouted in a sad, angry and wronged voice: "He did it on purpose, he knew you didn't care, he knew I would dig your heart out, he did it on purpose, he deliberately lured me into it!" Such an oath, he knows that Heaven will fulfill the oath."
"How could he do this?"
"How could he do this!"
The ashes are gone, and the bones are not left behind.
Even the memories that belonged to the two of them that remained in her mind, he also wanted to take them back.
Evil Jiaolong began to cry softly, but just after crying, he laughed again.
Is that person because she is afraid that she will remember him in the future, is she afraid that she will be hurt because of him
Who does he think he is? Who did he think he was!
Why should he do this!
The evil dragon wanted to scold him, wanted to pinch his neck and scold him not to be sentimental.
But now, he didn't even leave his bones.
Even, it won't take a moment, even her hatred for him at this moment will not be left behind.
Yan Ge lay in San Lang's arms, his chest was bloody and bloody from the hands of the evil dragon.
Saburo's aura made her wounds heal quickly.
But the pain didn't ease at all.
She kept looking at the wicked Jiaolong who seemed to be crying and smiling.
Evil Jiaolong cried bitterly, staggered a few steps back and overturned the bamboo table in the room to the ground.
The bamboo table was made by him.
He jingles every day, the chairs, stools and tables in the house, big and small, are all made by him.
In the sewing basket on the table was a pile of small clothes he had made.
When he had no children, the only thing he would do besides grilling fish and barbecue was to sew dresses for her.
The way he threaded a needle made her obsessed
He specially nailed a big cabinet, which was full of clothes he made for her.
After having a child, he started making clothes for the child.
Small clothes, big clothes, all kinds of clothes in spring, summer, autumn and winter, one by one, many, many.
He never tires of doing it.
Evil Jiaolong stopped crying and laughed, she watched the colorful clothes scattered all over the ground, but the image of him sitting at the table making clothes was in her mind.
He was always doing it, and he would tilt his head and kiss her who was crazy about it.
She pretended to be angry and glared at him, so he spread out the half-made clothes and asked her if she looked good and if she had any suggestions.
…
The evil dragon fell to the ground in a few steps, grabbing those clothes and memories.
(end of this chapter)