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Qing'er closed her eyes in despair, waiting for death to come, she didn't resist anymore, she was powerless to resist, and she was not qualified to resist, and she died in the hands of Jueqiu, although it was unexpected, but it was also reasonable. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jueqiu has been in the demon world for many years, and his feelings for the demon world can be explained clearly in just a few words.

But now, she has only taken over the demon world for three years, but it has brought a devastating blow to the demon world, so Jueqiu hates her very much, and it is understandable that she wants her life.

It's just that she really doesn't understand what that woman means, if she really wants her life, why didn't she understand her earlier, but it was more than three years late to >

That woman is really getting more and more incomprehensible!

Thinking of that woman, Qing'er couldn't help but worry about Xiaohu's situation, now, he is doing things for that woman, I don't know, I don't know if one day, will he die in the hands of that woman?

Only now, she really regretted it, a hundred years ago, she really shouldn't have slandered that woman in front of Xiaohu again and again because of jealousy, and even had murderous intent against that woman, she shouldn't have killed Pianpian, Pianpian Yuxiaohu has the grace to save her life.

She clearly knows that Xiaohu is the most affectionate, and has always repaid kindness and revenge, and has clear grievances, but why did she touch his bottom line again and again and force him to make a choice?

I'm so stupid, why did I see everything now?

She thought, back then, if she chose to take a step back, would the ending between her and him be different?

Xiaohu, I wish you, I will have a good life, I wish you, one day you will be free, no longer have to be burdened by kindness, and I wish you can be with one person for a lifetime.

In this way, my Qing'er is dead, and I have no regrets.

Qing'er sighed heavily in her heart, letting the tears in her eyes slide silently.

The terrifying killing intent was getting closer and closer to her, and she seemed to smell death.

She was ready to die, but at the last moment, the situation was reversed.

At this moment, like a dilapidated flower, it fell heavily in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, it didn't have time to hum, it was already gone, and no trace was left, as if it had never appeared in the world.

"If God wants to kill someone, how can he allow others to take the lead, he is really looking for death. ”

Just when Qing'er was shaking her head, a crisp and beautiful voice full of a sense of oppression suddenly sounded above Qing'er's head.

Woman, dressed in gorgeous clothes, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, ice muscles and jade bones, slender body, compelling temperament, like a nine-day Xuannu, captivating the city, attracting people to take a look, it is unforgettable, I am afraid that it will be unforgettable for eternity.

She is really beautiful to the extreme, thrillingly beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people's hearts palpitate.

Although the surrounding blood mist was pervasive, the blood was pressing, and there was a mourning, but the woman seemed to have no perception, standing quietly in place, no longer speaking, her spirit was cold, like an ancient well without waves, without the slightest wave of ups and downs, that feeling, as if standing alone, as if she was the only one left between heaven and earth.

She's on top and she's so embarrassed.

After so many years, seeing each other again, this is the case.

And the person who caused this situation was her.

Although the woman's appearance is different from that of the original in Huashen Mountain, Qing'er knows in her heart that at this moment, the woman who is only a few steps away from her is Zi Yu Ning back then, or the current Shenzun Shenluo.

When she was in Huashen Mountain, when those contradictions had not been completely intensified, her relationship with Shenluo, although not as deep as Liuli and Shenluo, was not so bad that you lived or died.

But now, ......

Thinking about it, Qing'er couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, a little emotional, and a little nostalgic.

After a while, she smiled inexplicably, just laughing and laughing, but crying.

"When you are dying, do you have any last words?" Shenluo, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly opened her mouth, but this time she opened her mouth, she wanted to take people's lives.

Hearing Shenluo's words, Qing'er shook her head weakly, panted, and said with difficulty: "I, I just don't know anything, please give me an answer, an answer, cough, cough, cough, poof." As she spoke, Qing'er coughed violently, coughing up several mouthfuls of blood.

Hearing this, Shenluo looked at Qing'er coldly for a while, and then said for a long time: "Ask." Her voice was extremely cold, so cold that there was no trace of popularity, and it was so cold that it was terrifying.

"Ahem, ahem. Qing'er looked up with a face as pale as a ghost, coughing violently, and tried to speak, and after a while, she said slowly, "Why? Why do you, why do you wait until today?"

Looking at Qing'er's embarrassed appearance, looking at the incomprehension in Qing'er's eyes, Shenluo brushed the broken hair around his ears, his red lips opened slightly, and slowly said four words, and it was these seemingly simple four words, but it was like a thunderbolt that exploded out of thin air, which made Qing'er shocked, and he was confused and lost his mind at the moment.

In the blood mist, the woman was like a god on top, looking down at her like an ant, word by word, and said clearly: "Because of the howling tiger." ”

Hearing this, Qing'er's already bloodless face suddenly became more and more faceless, more and more transparent, like a lifeless porcelain doll, if people touched it lightly, I was afraid that it would turn into a pile of fragments on the spot.

Qing'er tried her best to suppress the panic and uneasiness in her heart, and after taking a few deep breaths, she trembled her voice and said to Shenluo, "Ahem, I, I don't understand. ”

Hearing Qing'er's words and feeling Qing'er's unprecedented fear, Shenluo slowly hooked his lips and bloomed into a smile, a smile that made everything in heaven and earth lose their faces, like a glimpse of a shock, a flash in the pan, very confusing.

However, seeing Shenluo's bewildering smile, Qing'er didn't feel much honored, Qing'er felt more panic, deep fear, that feeling, as if there were countless cold and vicious poisonous snakes, tightly wrapped around her body, and then while biting her unscrupulously, while slowly tightening the snake's body, pestering her, pestering her until she died. As for her, she can only watch everything happen, but she can't stop it.

Qing'er shuddered, as if she remembered something, she raised her head suddenly, stared at Shenluo deadly, that kind of look seemed to be eating people, she gritted her teeth and said word by word: "You are not allowed to hurt him, otherwise, I will be a ghost, and I will not let you go." ”

Seeing this, Shenluo seemed to have seen something funny, and with a "flutter" sound, he laughed, and the laughter was like a pleasant ringtone, which was very moving.

Listening to Shenluo's laughter, Qing'er's little face suddenly turned cold, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in the depths of her eyes, secretly accumulating strength, wanting to give Shenluo a heavy blow.

She could die, but she couldn't put the Howling Tiger in danger, she couldn't.

Although Qing'er knew very well in her heart that she would have no chance of winning by doing this, and she was even dying, however, she didn't want to give up, she just wanted to fight to the death.

For Qing'er's small movements, Shen Luo can see it clearly, her eyes narrowed slightly, smiled coldly, and in the next second, she instantly came to Qing'er, bent down slightly, stretched out her white little hand, pinched Qing'er's chin, and then hooked it upward, forcing Qing'er to look directly at herself.

Qing'er's pupils dilated suddenly, obviously startled by Shenluo's sudden move. She subconsciously wanted to break free from Shenluo's clamps, however, her body seemed to be immobilized by someone, and she couldn't move. She wanted to open her mouth to say something, but suddenly found that not only could she not move her body, but she could not even speak. At this moment, the only thing left in her body that could move was her eyes.

Qing'er's futile struggle, falling in Shenluo's eyes, only felt very funny.

Looking at Qing'er's resentful eyes, the smile on the corner of Shenluo's lips really couldn't hide it anymore, she smiled and said: "What's the matter? You have become like this, and you still want to kill this god? Tsk, this god really doesn't know whether to praise you for your courage, or to say that you are extremely stupid?"

Qing'er was shocked, angry and angry, desperately trying to break free from Shenluo's confinement, but it was always in vain.

"What do you want? Don't you just want my life? You take it, I just beg you, don't hurt Xiaohu. Qing'er had a flash of inspiration in her mind, and suddenly remembered that she could also use the secret language transmission technique to talk to Shenluo.

Hearing Qing'er's fragile and helpless voice, Shenluo blinked his eyes and thought, "Well, I actually forgot about the secret language transmission technique."

However, despite this, Shenluo did not cast any more spells.

"I can't imagine that your feelings for Xiaohu are so deep, and you are still thinking about him when you are dying, hehe, it is really moving, even the god can't help it, and wants to cry. Shenluo whispered to Qing'er in a tone that was almost envious, however, Shenluo's eyes had already revealed her true emotions.

Qing'er was forced to look directly at Shenluo, so Shenluo's true emotions also fell in Qing'er's eyes, Qing'er was shocked, and suddenly remembered the grievances and grievances between Shenluo and Yun Qianhan, and suddenly didn't dare to speak out again.

She was afraid, she was really afraid, afraid that because of her words, she would anger Shenluo.

If she provoked Shenluo, then the Howling Tiger was really dangerous.

"Hmph!" Shenluo snorted coldly, loosened his grip on Qing'er, stood up straight, and said condescendingly to Qing'er, who was still breathing: "You really think too much, this god will not attack Xiaohu, because this god wants him to live." ”