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"It's late, but you're here anyway. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info {We don't write novels, we're just online text porters.} But Le Xiao said that "Shenluo smiled, but his voice was faint.

Xiaohu's breath was stagnant, his eyes were slightly sour, and he moved his lips, but he didn't speak, and Shenluo was speechless, just looked at him, smiling happily and indifferently.

The strange atmosphere quickly spreads around.

After being silent for a long time, Xiaohu "pounced" and knelt down heavily towards Shenluo, he seemed to use a lot of strength, and he could faintly hear the faint sound of bone cracking, he pursed his lips tightly, and his forehead was full of sweat.

"Is this a bitter meat plan?" Shenluo stood up from the soft couch and slowly walked towards the howling tiger, a step away from the howling tiger, she stopped, she leaned down slightly, approached the howling tiger, her eyes were cold, and she said with a sweet smile: "If it is changed to the past, your bitter meat trick is still a little useful, but when you choose to betray the god, you are already nothing here in the god, and your bitter meat trick is useless." ”

When Shenluo talked about "betrayal", the sound was very heavy, and the anger of the whole person skyrocketed a lot.

At the beginning, she gave everything, but she got the most cruel betrayal, she resented, she hated......

Now, betrayal is her bottom line, and whoever betrays her, she wants whoever lives rather than dies.

"No, it's not a bitter ploy, it's what I'm supposed to do. Xiaohu clenched his fists and said word by word.

Deep down, he probably knew where her bottom line was, but he chose to ignore it.

Who can blame for today's encounter?

Shenluo looked at Xiaohu intently for a while, then stood up straight, his voice was clear and cold, and he couldn't hear any emotion, but it made Xiaohu's heart twist like a knife, and his body was cold, "That's right, this god is planning to destroy the Six Realms, however, this god never thought that he would be the first to take the demon world." It's a pity, it's just a matter of Qingfeng Country, you disobeyed this god. This god has said that if you dare to betray this god, this god will not spare it. Therefore, Qing'er's death is not the fault of this god, she died because of you. Howling Tiger, do you say, is this god talking about it or not?"

"Yes, I was wrong. Xiaohu endured the pain churning in his chest, and gritted his teeth word by word.

"If you want to kill or chop, listen to the respect, I have no complaints. After a pause, Xiaohu said weakly.

"Kill you, kill you?" Shenluo stretched out a green finger, came to Xiaohu's eyes, shook it lightly, and chuckled: "This god won't do anything to you, after all, Qing'er pleaded like that when he was dying, begging this god not to hurt you, not to kill you." You know, this god is actually still quite nostalgic for the old, so for the bitter pleading of old acquaintances, how can this god refuse?"

"Shen-Luo-" This is the first time that Xiaohu has called him by his name like this, he resisted the urge to stretch out his finger and point at Shenluo, but he raised his head violently, and looked at Shenluo with a fierce look in his eyes, his eyes were incredulous, and there was indescribable sadness.

"This is the price of your rebellion against God. Shenluo didn't mind, he didn't mind Xiaohu's attitude, but he was vaguely happy, as if he was gloating.

Xiaohu's heart hurt, he could no longer resist the churning feeling in his chest, subconsciously tilted his head to the other side, coughed heavily, and suddenly coughed up a lot of blood.

The smell of blood spread rapidly in the air.

Shenluo had already stood up again, she looked at Xiaohu condescendingly, her eyebrows twisted slightly, and when Xiaohu coughed out of breath, she said slowly: "You can go." ”

"Ahem...... Xiaohu was about to cough out his lungs, his head was a little blank, and suddenly he heard Shenluo's voice, and he couldn't help but hit a spirit, a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, and he almost didn't suffocate himself.

Xiaohu knew, knew that this time, Shenluo wanted him to leave, and left completely.

By the time Xiaohu passed his breath, his face was already completely bloody, he was still kneeling on the ground, he stretched out his big hand to wipe a handful of blood stains on the corners of his lips, raised his head, and asked in a weak voice: "Kagura, Jinse, and Bai Chen, are they all in your hands?"

Shen Luo narrowed his eyes, looked at Xiaohu for a long time, and sneered: "The whereabouts of Bai Chen, this god does not know. ”

In other words, Kagura and Jinse are indeed in her hands.

"Can I ask more?" Howling Tiger's eyes flickered a few times before asking.

"From the time the gods asked you to find their whereabouts, they were already in the hands of the gods. Shenluo knew, knew what Xiaohu wanted to ask, and when he heard Xiaohu's words, he didn't wait for Xiaohu to ask himself, so he took the lead in telling the riddle.

"Ahem...... I see...... I, ahem, I see...... Take care...... cough cough ......" got Shenluo's answer, Xiaohu's eyes instantly became dim, he smiled bitterly, a look of self-deprecation, he coughed up blood non-stop, while rushing at Shenluo, kowtowed several times, "Bang Bang!" The voice sounded, and after a while, blood came out of his forehead.

"Let's go. Shen Luo twisted his delicate eyebrows, and raised his hand slightly, but in the blink of an eye, there was no trace of the howling tiger in this room.

If it weren't for the blood coughed up by the Howling Tiger on the ground, the blood knocked out, and the lingering smell of blood in the air, it really wouldn't be obvious that the Howling Tiger had come.

Shen Luo looked at the blood on the ground fixedly, and there was no expression on his beautiful little face, but his eyes were wooden, as if he was a lifeless delicate porcelain doll.

After a long time, Shenluo blinked his eyes, and with a wave of his long sleeves, the blood on the ground and the smell of blood in the air all disappeared at the same time.

Shenluo paced to the soft couch, and in the next second, she sat on the soft couch, her thin white and tender little hands clenched unconsciously, and muttered to herself: "The day that the gods are looking forward to will come soon, soon, soon." ”

As if remembering something, Shenluo stood up suddenly, and as soon as she turned around, she turned into nothingness and disappeared in an instant.

……

Holding on to the desolate ground, the Howling Tiger staggered to his feet, and he looked around and saw that this was no longer Shenluo's room, but a desolate mountain.

He raised his head and looked up at the stars in the sky, only to feel that his heart was getting more and more empty, and his body was getting weaker and weaker.

At this moment, he felt at a loss, he didn't know where his future was?

Or, does he have a future?

Perhaps, tonight will be the end of his!

"Jinse and Kagura are in the hands of Shenluo, if you can, I hope you can rescue the two of them......" was silent for a while, Xiaohu didn't know what to say, Suo Xing, he didn't talk about it, and after sending out a sound transmission pigeon, he conjured up a sound transmission pigeon.

"People, do something and don't do something, I hope you can do it yourself. Watching the sound pigeon slowly disappear, Xiaohu raised a smile, and the light in his eyes became dazzling and bright in an instant.

"Qing'er, you won't be alone, I'm here to accompany you. The Howling Tiger flew to the highest point of the mountain, although his face was particularly pale and looked extremely weak, as if a random gust of wind could easily blow it down, however, the faint smile on the corner of his lips, the relief in his eyes, was so eye-catching.

At this moment, he unloaded his heavy burden, and the whole person was relaxed.

The sporadic flames, accompanied by the inexplicable wind, slowly surrounded the entire mountain, and the billowing smoke and fire in the sky made the animals in the mountain begin to flee without their lives.

And at the highest point of the mountain, there was always a man, standing there without arrogance or impetuousness, motionless, firm as a rock.

The firelight illuminated the figure of the man and everything around him clearly, and at this moment, the world seemed to be daylight.

Standing at the highest point of the mountain, the man felt the scorching heat around him, felt the turbidity of the air, choked on the smoke and coughed, and the fishy sweet blood flowed out like a flood that opened the floodgates.

Blood, crimson blood, slid down his fingers, down his chin, bit by bit, falling to the ground, submerging between the dust, falling on his robe, fainting little by little, like a demonic blood flower, blooming and blooming.

Under the stars, in the moonlight, between the fires, the man's face, although transparent, is extraordinarily resolute, like ink, long hair, drifting away with the wind, bringing a transcendent beauty to the man, as if in the next second, he will go with the wind, feathering and ascending to the immortal.

"Qing'er, I'm sorry. The man murmured softly, warm tears, slowly sliding down the man's cheeks, and before they could fall into the dust, they had been quickly evaporated by the excessive temperature around them.

I always thought that everything I did was right, I had a clear conscience, and I always thought that I had never been sorry for anyone, however, until today, until now, until I was dying, I realized that I was wrong.

I was wrong, and I couldn't have been more wrong.

Back then, when you broke the ice with me, I shouldn't have left you behind, I should have sent you away, so that you could be kept away from all this disturbance.

However, I didn't do this, knowing that I knew that you had forgotten everything, but I still selfishly kept you and let you get involved in this red dust of trouble.

If I had chosen to let go, I think you would be alive and well by now.

Qing'er, I swear, if I could do it all over again, I wouldn't be so selfish, I would choose to let go and let you choose the life you want, instead of forcing you, you must repay the favor like me.

Forgive me, I didn't understand this until now.

It wasn't until the fire spread to his body that Howling Tiger figured everything out, he knew it was wrong, he was wrong from the beginning, but unfortunately, he knew it too late.

Because, the big mistake has been made, the Yiren is no longer there, and he can't turn back.

"Qing'er, I hope that in the next life, you will not meet me again. ”

As his soul faded, the man sighed softly and said slowly.