"I haven't seen this happen, there are no injuries on Luohua's body, but she is deprived of life. ”

Demonic Xiao Chen stretched out his finger, and a black sealing ball appeared on his finger.

The ball seals the fox falling flower inside.

"Can we only seal it first, and then find a way to solve it?"

This big devil doesn't look like he's a super slacker, and this thing is usually wandering around.

Although the demonic Xiao Chen is not very old, only a little more than 10,000, but whether it is vision or knowledge, I am afraid that most old monsters cannot compare.

Now that this thing doesn't know about Linghu Luohua, then things must be in trouble.

The demonic Xiao Chen calmly sealed the fox and fell into the flowers.

It's like a doctor treating a patient, and there doesn't seem to be any emotional turmoil.

But human nature Xiao Chen knows that he is just not good at expressing his emotions.

Although he is not sure, he has a relationship with Ling Huluo for men and women.

But one thing is for sure, the demonic Xiao Chen at least regards Linghu Luohua as a friend.

Otherwise, it is impossible, and I will give her a gift.

Demon Xiao Chen has almost no friends, so he attaches great importance to every love.

The demonic nature treats everyone, and it seems that it will always be that dead look.

But his heart was blazing, and beneath the calm was a monstrous rage.

The calmer, the bloodier.

Demonic Xiao Chen glanced at Chu Qi indifferently, and suddenly stretched out his pale hand.

"Click. ”

The sound of what seemed to be the cracking of bones rang out.

The demonic Xiao Chen's hand tightly grasped Chu Qi's neck and lifted her in front of him.

A terrifying storm of demonic energy swirled around.

The storm blew through the void, and one after another terrifying cracks in the void spawned around them, letting out a terrifying howl.

Fear has completely taken over the seventh day of the first month.

She didn't understand how strong she was to be able to shatter the void with her hands.

Chu Qi wanted to escape, but he couldn't.

The spatial supernatural power that she was proud of couldn't play any role at all in this weird space.

She wanted to resist, but she couldn't do anything but feel the pain.

An indescribable pain hit Chu Qi's skull.

She would rather die right now than feel the pain.

"Alas, alas, what should you do if you search for souls like this, and you become a fool. ”

The human Xiao Chen rolled his eyes and slapped the demonic Xiao Chen.

It's always so simple and crude.

"In case you search for souls and can't find a solution, will it make the fox fall and go on like this?"

The demonic Xiao Chen resisted the urge to pinch the seventh year of the first month and let go of his hand.

"Get her back, and I can let you choose the way you die. ”

The soft and cold voice of the demonic Xiao Chen, like ice thorns, pierced into the heart of Chu Qi.

The seventh day of the first month only felt that it was like a basin of cold water, drenched from beginning to end.

"Save ...... It can't be saved, and what has been deprived of fate can't be taken back. ”

Chu Qi shook his head with difficulty, wanting to suppress the fear in his heart by speaking.

Demonic Xiao Chen glanced at Chu Qi and said indifferently: "What is fate, where can I find it?"

It's a very strange question, fate is such a thing, ethereal.

How could you possibly find it?

But the demonic Xiao Chen stared indifferently at Chu Qi, as if he had to have a specific answer.

The souls of the dead who were seen on the seventh day of the first month were all rising, why are a person's eyes so terrifying, why is there no trace of mercy.

People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless, but this person does not seem to have a trace of emotion.

"I ...... I...... I don't know. ”

Chu Qi felt that there was a big mountain pressing on his chest, and he was a little out of breath.

The pressure around him is getting bigger and bigger, and Chu Qi feels that he will be crushed at any time.

The demonic Xiao Chen seemed to be angered by the unreasonable words of the seventh year of the first month.

Suddenly stretched out his hand, and a handful ran through Chu Qi's chest.

The red blood was dripping and falling at his feet, adding a touch of color to the dead space.

Chu Qi's tears suddenly fell, crossed the white face as jade, and slowly dripped down.

It turns out that being killed by someone hurts so much.

"I am fate, and I decide your life and death. ”

Demonic Xiao Chen's indifferent voice sounded, and he pulled out the hand he had inserted in Chu Qi's chest.

Pale hands, not stained with a single drop of blood.

Chu Qi slowly fell, and under the broken mask, the clear and transparent eyes kept shedding hot tears!

The eyes that appeared under the shattered mask of the seventh day gradually became dazed.

She didn't want to die, and of course no one wanted to die.

Chu Qi used the last strength of his body and shook his hand.

The small book in her hand came out of her hand and slowly floated in front of her eyes.

Looking at this strange little book, Chu Qi's confused and frightened eyes suddenly calmed down.

This little book, I don't know what it's called on the seventh day of junior high school.

Because this book,Like those green snowflakes,Accompanied by her birth,With her growth.。

One day, the seventh day of junior high school suddenly discovered that she could see a person's life in the notebook.

That's right.,This book is so magical.,You can see everyone's life in this book on the seventh day of the first month.。

Even, she can rewrite a person's ending at will.

Everything that is written in this book will become the present world.

The seventh day of the first month gave this little book a name, fate.

As fate would have it, no one could escape.

Chu Qi's eyes widened and stared at the notebook tightly.

She wanted to see the life of the teenager in front of her.

But soon, Chu Qi's eyes returned to confusion and fear, and even his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

What did you see on the seventh day of the first month?

I didn't see anything on the seventh day of the first month.

It's because you don't see anything, that's the most terrifying.

Is he out of the grip of fate?

Chu Qi couldn't hold on any longer, and slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, the blood that fell in the void on the seventh day of the first month suddenly came to life.

The blood, like a small snake, began to pour into the little book.

"Whoa!"

The little book actually turned automatically in this silent space.

Then the small book suddenly floated up, spinning wildly around the seventh day of the first month, emitting a monstrous white light.

The silenced space is illuminated.

"Bang!"

The small book suddenly exploded and turned into a mysterious character in the sky.

The characters in the sky are swirling and entwined.

Then the characters swam wildly, lining up in this silent space.

A piercing golden light suddenly surged out from here.

Those hovering characters formed a golden book of heaven, quietly suspended above the seventh day of the first month.

Chu Qi suddenly stood up and touched his chest in disbelief, the terrifying wound had disappeared.