She wanted to say, don't cry, don't be sad, don't be like this...... Don't feel sorry for me......

However, the vitality seems to be passing.

She couldn't speak, she fell into extreme weakness, it was a near-death feeling, and the wound was aching......

......

It all happened like a dream.

The regent knew that he, Ji Feixiu, and Xuan Ye would all have a catastrophe about Zhou Yanqing.

Qing'er is the person they love, and being hurt and hurting for her is like a fate.

He was originally determined that this catastrophe was aimed at them, and it would only hurt them, but it would not hinder Zhou Yanqing.

He was so determined. However, when he witnessed his most beloved being stabbed through the heart, and witnessed her near death, his heart was torn,

It was as if a barrier had been broken, and sadness and anger followed.

There was a purple divine thunder brewing above the nine heavens, and in a flash of thunder and lightning, it seemed that even this thunder was wailing for it.

"Why ......"

A long time ago, when Chu Liumu was probably overturned by Zhou Yanqing, he had calculated a hexagram for himself, and he calculated that he had a catastrophe.

They seem to have been born to endure calamities.

But in the days that followed, he wondered if he had miscalculated, after all, the so-called catastrophe never came, after all, the words of the year......

He thought that he had already passed the catastrophe about Yanyan, so he thought that even if there was a catastrophe in his life, it should not be about Zhou Yanqing's catastrophe.

But at this moment, it was as if a big hole had been opened in his heart, and at the other end of this hole was connected to a never-ending abyss, which was constantly dragging him, and it was like a dead sea trying to drown him.

Everything was caught off guard.

The yin wind was howling, and the fierce ghost Yin Huaili's eyebrows were like crying blood.

The regent Xiao Yan was grief-stricken.

Xuanye Ji Feixiu seemed to have fallen into a fantasy realm, and in front of them, it seemed that they were repeatedly experiencing the death of their beloved.

Jiang Jianchen, Liang Wenxi, Jingci......

Everyone, at this moment collapsed.

I don't know who shed the first tear first, and then an angry roar seemed to break through the sky, and even a certain will in the dark, representing the existence of the Heavenly Dao and the world, couldn't help but tremble lightly in fear......

"They !?"

The second prince and the others were no better, but at this moment, they suddenly saw that all of their figures had become thinner, even Liang Wenxi.

Chu Liumu, Xiao Yan, Ji Feixiu, Jing Ci, Jiang Jianchen, Yin Huaili, Xuan Ye......

Their figures became blurred.

Liang Wenxin himself has become a phantom-like existence.

The seven emotions turned into colorful light, and instantly rushed towards Liang Wenxi, as if something was rushing.

His figure gradually became solidified, and his expression gradually changed, pain, sadness, rage......

Blends the emotions of all people.

Liang asked.

Or at this moment, it should be called Squirt.

Gongzi lowered his eyes and stared at Zhou Yanqing, who was like a gossamer, the corners of his eyes were dyed with a sad red, gently kissed her forehead, and hugged her tightly for a moment.

His teeth gritted into her white neck, and blood came out, as if something was spilling out with it.

It's like being attacked by the black fog back then, and he also bit him once.

He had long hair like a ghost, and he was dressed in hunting clothes and dancing in the wind.

After doing all this, he injected a wisp of 'qi' into Zhou Yanqing's body.

"Well, get a good night's sleep. ”

"Remember...... Did I say anything to you before?"

"What you want, you'll come back. ”

"All the beauty of this world blooms only for you. ”

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