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And what he saw made Han Xian's arm pull the bow pause, and the cold air made a slight strangeness crawl out of his heart, and he asked in a low voice: "Where do you seem to have seen it?"

As his eyes stared at the sadness that came out of Que Wai's body again and again, the feeling of déjà vu became heavier and heavier.

Han Xian tried very hard to think about it, but he couldn't think of who the same sad face engraved in his heart would be?

Is it really unexpected?

Some things, some shocking past events, have deliberately blurred him, so that the brain can quickly forget.

"Uh~~. ”

The cold flowers on his desolate face shocked Han Xian's heart, and a trace of darkness and horror in his eyes were rapidly magnified.

He was laughing, Que Wei was laughing.

The vague face in my heart also had a smile.

How dare you still watch.

Because Han Xian didn't want to be infected by the sadness of Quewei, his eyes hurriedly fled from his body and face, but his panicked gaze did flee in the wrong direction.

Why did you choose to see her?

Was it a coincidence caused by the panic of the eyes?

Han Xian's eyes were dark and frightened, and he didn't want to believe it, the face under his gaze, those eyes were already in unbearable pain because of the sadness of Que Wai, although the strange light veil could cover her cheeks, but it really couldn't hide her sadness.

The corners of the eyes of the girl who hung the yarn were already shining with tears, she originally thought that the sky was pitiful, and she found the warmth of home again, and she couldn't help but give her long-lost father's unique generosity, and even guided herself into the door of runes, if it weren't for his current self, he might still be hiding in the dark corner in the world of jealousy, and he couldn't live in fear.

Tears have fallen from the corners of his eyes, are he the ones who are jealous of God?

Why would he take everything from me so ruthlessly, is this a punishment for my willfulness?

Scared?

Under the clear way of heaven, the eyes of the girl who hung the yarn had been occupied by fear, and she didn't dare to look at it, and her eyes forcibly abandoned the sad and bitter old age in the air, but the direction she chose to see was indeed even more terrifying.

Why did your eyes fall on him?

is also struggling with fate, is it an arrangement under the coincidence of fate in the dark, when the gaze of the yarn girl was removed, it really fell on Han Xian's body.

And at this moment, two faces and a pair of eyes met in the air.

The surprise quickly magnified in the eyes of the woman who hung the veil, but it was this surprise that made her forget to flee.

The girl who hung the yarn must not want to admit it, but the corner of her heart thought that Han Xian had left a place, and when did it start, it must have been buried during that willfulness.

She saw herself.

Han Xian couldn't help but cheer in his heart, but it was this cheer that made the vague figure in his heart completely clear in front of him.

"Is that him?"

"Why him?"

The picture that was buried in his heart quickly appeared in his mind, and Han Xian, the shadow of the horizontal sword itself, must have wanted to forget him to the extreme.

And the former self did it.

But when that face, that pair of eyes appeared in front of him, then all the forgetfulness became the proof that the memory was still fresh.

Remembering that smiling face, I remember the moment when the cold light of autumn water melted into my throat, and even every bead of blood trembling in the air appeared in my mind.

How dare to think about it, and how dare to look at it, Han Xian already decided in his heart that all this crawled out of the eyes of the girl who hung the yarn.

Frightened and urged, fear urged, so that Han Xian hurriedly took his eyes away from the eyes of the girl hanging the veil, his heart was already drenched in guilt, how good it would be if he didn't appear there!

Everything arranged by fate has never given a chance to choose.

Just as he was now in the desolate Longbi Platform in Quewei, it was an unchangeable fact that he had witnessed Qin Muhai's farewell in Yiyang City.

And as long as the tears on the face of the pretty person in Han Xian's heart are endless, then his guilt towards her will never disappear.

When the debt is never paid.

Qin Muhai of Yiyang City used the sword in his hand to say goodbye to the temperature of this world, and he succeeded in keeping the only bloodline of the Qin Mu clan.

How merciless and ridiculous fate is.

This is completely a random paste copy, with Qin Muhai as a template, and it is reproduced on Que Wai's body without any new ideas, the only difference is.

Qin Muhai chose to use the sword in his hand to understand life.

And Que Wei is using his own runes to dry up for the rest of his life.

Branches of decay turned into wrinkles that crept up on Que's face, and his rune pupils dimmed, his life fading with the wrinkles and the dimming of the runes.

"Brother Que, why do you care about this, God has opened the door for you, my God will be able to protect your life, and when the time is ripe, we will kill Jueming Mountain together to seek justice from that person. Gu Congfeng hurriedly dissuaded.

Did it work?

His words must have fallen into Que Wei's ears without missing a cent, but they really couldn't put away the soft smile on his face, let alone make him stand up again.

This tired person is slowly growing old with a soft smile.

The pair of ears that were not yet deaf sent this arrogance into their hearts, but this time they were all selectively ignoring it for the first time.

Xiao Wangzhi looked at Que Wei's body with a sad face, how painful his heart was, and the smile that accompanied him as a child echoed countless times in his heart.

That smile hit this spiritual defense line again and again, and it was Xiao Wangzhi's heart that wanted to have the opportunity to have joy with Que Wei again, so he temporarily put aside the majesty of Tianxin and temporarily threw aside the arrogance of Gu Congfeng.

And this arrogance must have been in the ears of the defender of the Heavenly Heart Sworn to the Death, but at this moment, Chu Yunbi's eyes were indeed covered with blood, and he was even more crazy surging in his eyes, could it be that he was so crazy that he was tired.

It may be that it is the dense bloodshot that suppresses the madness in his eyes, so he can let Chu Yunbi make a trip to the son of man.

He is not the only one, and Chu Xin, who is surnamed Chu, also heard it.

Her non-speech must be the only choice for the proud backbone, her eyes seem to be indifferent, there is no trace of emotion in it, that person is related to herself, that is her biological father, but these must have nothing to do with Chu Yue.

And in the midst of his own 'willing', he has been integrated into Chu Yue, for the sake of its own backbone must stand indifferently and proudly, and even for its father, tears must be swallowed in front of it.

The eerie air stained his face with frost, but only two smiles bloomed strangely.

How similar are the knees that knocked on the ground, Que is kneeling, and Chu Nian is also worshipping.

Although Chu Nian's face was soft and smiling, there was indeed a trace of tears in the corners of her eyes on her numb face, this person who locked herself in the corner had forgotten who she was, but she really couldn't forget the love in her heart.

In the air was his familiar breath, which swayed with the wind and fell into his heart minute by minute.

The person in the corner can taste the kindness of the breath, but he also perceives the ups and downs contained in this breath, what he is doing, that is using his life to interpret his love for himself, and the protection of Chu Yue's rise and fall.

Chu Yue owes him.

I owe him even more.

Now the woman who wept alone in that dark corner must not have woken up, and she did not dare to face her indebtedness.

The cold wind was already stroking Que's cheeks, taking away what little warmth was left in his body.

The blackness of his hair turned pale from complete convincing, and the smile on his wrinkled face was still soft, and the eyes that set their eyes on him must have been noticed.

Helpless?

Are you happy?

Grief?

The ridiculous speculation could not stop the body from decaying rapidly, and the ridiculousness of all this stemmed from Que Wei's own choice, it was he who chose to scatter his life.

"Hey~~. ”

The sigh shook the trembling breeze in the air, and the kneeling body slowly stood up, how could a seven-foot man kneel to die.

"Hiss, hiss~~. ”

A strange sound forced into the dragon wall world, but it did not dissipate the heaviness on everyone's faces, the misty dragon wall world climbed up with black cracks, and the dragon wall platform under his feet was also trembling and collapsing.

People's lives are scattered, and how can this rune that lives with life be strong alone.

"Hum~~. ”

Everyone's eyes suddenly flowered, the unique world of the Heaven Thief Talisman completely dissipated the charm power, the fresh air caressed everyone's cheeks, a clear dusk made everyone's heart shocked, and at this moment, what they saw was that they liked the scenery of heaven and earth.

And everyone's eyes fell on the rising sun slowly rising on the side of the mountain.

For many people, this is just a short day and night, but for Chu Yue and even more for Que Wei, this day and night represents a hundred years.

I am in pain, and I am stronger in it.

And now, when the rising sun of new life is sprinkled on his face, he really realizes that the strength he needs has just begun, because the pain that can be seen and cannot be seen is destined to be endless.

Hehe, can you do it, Chu Xin and the others who are gasping under the rising sun have a chance to choose?

And at this moment, the sun is also embellished on the old cheeks of Que Wei, and it is this sunshine embellishment that makes his face in the face of no old age, in that brilliance, it seems to be the magnificent color of youth, and there is a high triumphant song with blood echoing.

The heart sighed: "This is the real power of fate, what do you use to compete with him?"

Suddenly, a look of madness appeared in Que Wei's eyes, and a pair of faint eyes flashed with a terrifying essence, and his mouth roared.

"I, Que Wai!"