Qianhua still looked confused and stood up subconsciously. However, her legs and feet went weak and she fell back into the chair. Her devastated look seemed to have encountered the apocalypse, but Fengyao was confused: "Why are you feeling unwell?" ?”
Qianhua shook her head, but her face was as white as snow, her eyes were red and her eyelashes were wet, and her pale and dry lips moved, but no sound came out.
And the part that others couldn't see the most - at that moment, his heart that was riddled with holes was dripping with blood and shedding tears - it turned out that he was really in the ghost world! Just under the soil he stepped on, the depths where the thirteen gates of hell opened, so close, yet so far away...
Now Han Ying is going to see him, and Feng Yao is going with him, so naturally she can't shirk it!
What's more, I've been crazy about wanting to see him, but now I'm about to see him, but I'm reluctant to hold back.
He had no idea how he was dragged by Feng Yao to the thirteenth level of hell. Then the huge door to the illusion opened, and the scenery in Li Shang changed from the dark and gloomy hell. The vast dome covered the surrounding fields, and the grass grew like warblers. The flying trees set off the dark willows and bright flowers, making it look like a peerless Taoyuan.
On the surface of a lake as quiet as a mirror, a piece of cold jade that is as cold as ice all year round floats leisurely. On top of the cold jade, lies the Nanli Moon with its dark pupils forever closed.
Fengyao felt that his body went limp in his arms, as if he was about to collapse again, so he was confused and whispered: "What's wrong with you, disciple? It seems that the master has not broken the bones on your body, right?"
Qianhua broke away from Fengyao's arms and leaned on a round stone by the lake, indicating that Fengyao didn't need to worry about her: "I'll just take a rest. You can follow Hanying to get the tears."
Although Fengyao was worried about her health, Hanying had already jumped onto the bamboo raft and headed towards the center of the lake. She was afraid that the tears she had finally brewed would be in vain, so she had no choice but to leave Qianhua behind and follow her hastily. .
At that time, there were no extra people in Lishang territory. Qianhua didn’t know where Wuyi Xiaoxiao and others were. Nan Liyue was lying alone in the middle of the lake. Han Ying was heading in his direction, while on the other side, there was a creeping guard. The blue flames remained motionless on the ground.
Cang Yan suddenly stood up when the door to the fantasy world opened, and stared at him with bared teeth and claws. However, after seeing that the incoming person was not a threat, he fell back to his original position. Qianhua noticed that at that moment, in addition to vigilance, there was also something in his wolf eyes. The pain like a frightened bird and the sworn hatred, the hair all over his body is white and red, sultry. If he hadn't experienced painful blood and tears, how could the first-generation Wolf Lord give up his calmness and lose his composure
Now Qianhua is facing him on the other side. Although Cang Yan is lying lazily, his eyes have never left Qianhua since the person arrived. Although Qianhua is sitting haggardly, his eyes have never left Leng Yu in the middle of the lake since he entered the door.
His world-famous handsome face is still so breathtaking and outstanding, with sword-shaped eyebrows on the temples, black eyelashes like fans, a high nose bridge, and charming lips. Even if he can't open those obsidian star eyes now, That chilly aura that is as cold as ice and will never turn back, like a sword dripping blood, like a knife tearing away bones, still spreads uncontrollably around the body even if the soul is gone, even if there are flying egrets and dancing butterflies in the surrounding fields of Lishang Realm Pianpian, although there are so many orioles and Yanyans who can be comfortable in any corner, but they dare not take a step closer to Lengyu in the middle of the lake.
Han Ying's bamboo raft also stopped five feet away from Leng Yu, and then she sat quietly at the end of the bamboo raft, looking at Nan Li Yue in trance for a long time: "His generation of demon kings ended up like this for a woman, what do you think? Is it ridiculous?”
Han Ying didn't know whether she was mumbling to herself or asking the person behind her, but Feng Yao, the person behind her, found it difficult to answer this question. The scenery here was so beautiful, but it was inexplicably shrouded in a strong sadness, which made her so sad. Lotte Ru Fengyao couldn't really laugh, so she silently took out a tear bottle no bigger than a finger's thickness from her arms. When Han Ying's sadness brewed to a certain level, she reached out to catch her tears.
However, Hanying may have been unintentional, and what she said was nothing more than feeling sorry for Nan Liyue, but to Qianhua's ears, it was all naked ridicule and sarcasm: Yes, why are you going through such trouble for a hedgehog? Thousands of flowers sneer sadly in their hearts, and the bitterness spreads endlessly—
Ah Li, if you were given another chance, knowing that the result would be never reincarnation, would you still choose to come to heaven without hesitation, call me a "stupid woman", and refuse to leave until you die
Ah Li, if you give me another chance, I will definitely not act stupidly and go into danger alone to make you worry, or encourage Xiaolong to kill Tianjun. That sword penetrated your body and also penetrated my heart. .
Ah Li, do you know that my heart is empty from now on...
But Ah Li, it's better for you now, just lie down here with your eyes closed and ignore your devil world and your hedgehog
But I have to bear the humiliation and live an ignoble existence for you. I killed you just because of my stupidity. I have the responsibility to avenge you and turn the tide for you!
But Ah Li, you have to know that it is not just a responsibility, or it cannot be regarded as a responsibility at all. It is the best way to retain and interpret my love for you and our love that ended before it even started!
I want to become strong for you!
But Ah Li, I am just a timid hedgehog after all. I am silent and forbearing, which does not mean that I am not afraid or hesitant. I just don’t want to say how fragile I actually am...
However, none of these can stop my determination to be reborn and strong for you.
It's just Ah Li, can you open your eyes and take a look at me again, because my appearance now is completely different from before, and you must feel strange.
But I don’t allow you to feel strange, because my whole heart is really filled with you, and it reflects on my face like a romantic crescent moon. No one in the world can recognize me, but you, If you wake up, please be sure to call my name every word!
A thousand flowers have fallen, a thousand flowers have fallen, you will not pick up all the flowers that have fallen...
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Han Ying really shed tears when she thought about her sadness. Feng Yao hurriedly handed over the bottle and took a tear. She was satisfied, but the second tear also fell immediately and hit Feng Yao's hand, corroding a piece of blood. The pain caused him to grimace and grin: "Hey! Stop crying, stop crying! Your tears are weak water. If you shed too much, it will pollute the environment here!"
Afraid that Han Ying would turn this lake into weak water and corrode the Demon Lord's body, Feng Yao dared to stay here. Before Cang Yan's wolf skin turned red, he picked up Han Ying and Qian Hua and headed out of the country. .
At that time, Qianhua looked haggard and almost fainted. Fengyao held a tearful person in one hand and a patient in the other, comforting her while flying. By the time she flew back to the ghost palace, she was already out of breath. He was wet with tears, and the injury turned a burning red. He was so distressed that he ran to Hange and cried bitterly. (To be continued)