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The man who was swaying in the wind and rain fell, but Han Xian seemed to be stupid, his eyes were actually open, and his body was actually standing numbly.

But Qin Murong had indeed fallen into the bitter cold dust.

"Whew~~. ”

The leaves in the forest moved lightly, and it was this irrelevant sound of the leaves that knocked Han Xian's shock, sadness, pain, and pain away, his eyes turned pale when he saw it, and his body was full of resentment because of the numbness he had had.

"Poof, poof, poof~~. ”

Han Xian had already woken up and hurriedly ran towards Qin Mu Rongruo, but this sound and footsteps were indeed like the sad sound of his own fluttering falling into the dust.

Is this short distance really a bumpy road?

In a trance, Han Xian felt that he had been running for a long time, and his eyes were seeing, but he had not arrived for a long time, and Han Xian was already so nervous that it seemed that Qin Murong would turn into ashes in front of him.

People who are in a hurry don't know how many times their feet tie each other.

Qin Murongruo's rush was indeed to catch Qin Muyang's body, because he was really dead, and because of the weakness of her hand, she fell into the dust.

But at this moment, Han Xian's hands thought that he really hugged Qin Mu Rongruo, but just when he was full of thoughts about taking this body away from the dust and suffering, he really found that he was wrong.

The spine of his body tried to stand up, but the moment Han Xian stood up, he was suddenly shocked.

When did you become so powerless?

When did your strength flow away?

"Bang~~. ”

Even if he didn't know, he couldn't change anything, Han Xian was also rolling in this soul enclave, but the person in his arms was really holding on, and he couldn't bear to let her be tortured by the dust.

Q: Why?

It's not that Han Xian's strength is lacking, that body of Dao power is really there, but stupid people have really forgotten them, why would they forget?

This is because Han Xian is afraid.

It was like this from beginning to end, Han Xian was afraid to approach this place, and even more afraid to approach the place where Qin Muyang's soul was scattered, even though a long time had passed, there were really traces of him in this place.

It's like, he's going to jump out and report himself.

Does the fall of the Qin Mu clan have anything to do with themselves?

Han Xian must have wanted to say no, but he really knew Angkor's mission deeply, and he and he were both unphased, and they appeared here together, but they didn't contribute.

But this is just the kind of timidity that can't hide the cowardice in my heart.

There was a deep haze in his eyes, Han Xian didn't dare to stay in this place for a moment, but the person in his arms really didn't dare and couldn't bear to throw her away.

"Rongruo~~. ”

Han Xian's mouth seemed to be silent, and his eyes were so frightened that he didn't dare to look at any part of the room, only daring to fall firmly on this face.

"She's so beautiful. ”

There is only such a beautiful person who can grasp a life-saving straw in the heart of fear, there is only this face in front of him, only this face in his mind, and only this face in his heart.

As for the rest, what the past, what mission, what fear, all have been replaced by this immaculate beauty and domineering.

"Rongruo~~. ”

People who are not afraid of it floated a soft smile on their faces, and the beautiful she was in her arms, Han Xian's heart seemed to remember something, and it seemed to be the instinct of people's hearts and human nature.

The body is bent in a minute, and the head is in a low way.

The two faces were getting closer to each other, and Qin Murong, who had closed his eyes tightly, did not hide, at such a close distance, her breath like an orchid incense made the only trace of fear in Han Xian's heart turn into ashes.

Like her, Han Xian's eyes slowly closed, his body was still bent, and his head was still lower.

But Han Xian's tightly closed eyes seemed to have missed something, and he must not have noticed that Qin Mu Rongruo's originally closed eyelids were beating slightly, and they were completely open at this moment.

What does this man want to do?

Qin Murongruo's cold face seemed to be angry because of Han Xian's lightness, but those tearful eyes did seem to be mixed with a little joy.

The one who had cried woke up.

Even if you are crying and sad, the person who is really gone will not be able to wake up.

"Brother, I do. ”

Whether it is in fantasy or in today's reality, Qin Mu Rongruo is very willing to fight for the Qin Mu clan, and even for himself to fight the last drop of blood.

But for the person in front of him, he still seems to be a little reluctant.

Maybe Qin Murongruo was still afraid because of the hideousness of the knife on his face, or maybe it was because Qin Murongruo was afraid of the burden on his shoulders that he couldn't breathe.

But whether it's fear or fear, you should start lightly, right?

"Smack~~. ”

In the forest, this sound was really loud, not only shattered the instinct of human nature, but almost penetrated the human heart, and even thought that Han Xian had successfully pushed him into consciousness, his head was raised violently, and his spine was violently raised, but the person was still sitting on the cold ground.

In fact, Han Xian can try to use strong, maybe the fear in Qin Murongruo's heart will gradually melt in this tough temperature, even if it doesn't work, he won't lose anything, at most this face will add a few more palm shadows.

The blush rendered by the palm prints on the face is as delicate as coals.

Han Xiandang, who had regained his strength, gained fearless faith in the ultimate forgetting, and was no longer afraid, and a pair of eyes drifted into the darkness of the jungle with all his might.

Are you really not afraid?

Han Xian was still afraid, afraid that Qin Murong would be angry because of his lightness.

If she was really angry, it would be impossible to continue to covet Han Xian's warm robe, the woman was still snuggled in the man's arms, what an honor it would be if this could last for a long time.

But it is destined that there will be a time when the warmth will leave.

"First, help me up. Qin Mu Rongruo said softly.

Han Xian's body trembled slightly, his eyes still didn't dare to look, and he was still in the mist of the dense forest, but his body was much more obedient, and he hurriedly helped Qin Mu Rongruo to stand up.

It's not really stupid, and he didn't leave Qin Mu Rongruo in a hurry the moment he picked it up.

"Hey~~. ”

A sigh and endless Xiao Suo spit out from Qin Mu Rongruo's heart and lungs, and his eyes swept the black eyes around him, he had been delayed here for too long, and he couldn't stop.

He said, "First, take me out of here." ”

Of course, this is a great honor, but Han Xian, who was so honored and happy in his heart, really didn't know where the direction was, so he couldn't help but ask stupidly: "Where are you going?" ”

In fact, there really doesn't need to ask, and you shouldn't ask, Qin Murongruo just wants to leave this place.

But at the moment when this 'where to go' crashed into his head, there was a direction to go, and he was still trying to escape from something, and since that willfulness, the runaway has never returned home.

I don't want to flee in a hurry, let alone pass by.

Are you still afraid of that place, Qin Murongruo?

Of course, that fear has been buried in the bones, but today is different, I have him to support me, and I can snuggle in his arms when I am tired.

But Qin Murong knew that at this moment, the sustenance of her soul was indeed as deep as her fear of that place.

"Yiyang. ”

The voice was trembling because of the coldness, and being able to say it from his mouth seemed to be the result of Qin Murong putting all his strength into it, and his feet were already powerless.

And Han Xian was also shocked by these two words and was almost unconscious.

The two of them, both of them staggered to the point of falling to the ground, but at this moment, they are two people, even if they are a little weak, they really want to be strong for each other.

"Hehe~~. ”

Hongyan was smiling, Qingfeng was also smiling, and they were laughing and supporting each other step by step towards the place of common fear.

With him (her) by his or her side, the road is always very fast, the forest of the ghost gate has been left behind them, what they see in front of them is still dark, and this dark distance is hidden in the Senluo Hell, but this time they are not afraid.

The footsteps fall very steadily, and the footsteps lift very lightly.

'Yiyang City. ’

Han Xian and Qin Murong were standing in front of it, could this still be called a 'city'?

This is a ruin, a ruin that is full of resentment, a ruin that makes the living beings daunting, what happened here Han Xian witnessed with his own eyes.

Seeing people become souls.

and saw with his own eyes the soul become an offering.

Their real souls are scattered, and there are good people in them who are clean and self-righteous, why should they suffer from this eternal life, and of course there are bad people who are full of evil crowns, but is the punishment of this eternal life erased from this world too heavy? Among them, there are even neutral people who are born of greed for a moment.

They are all the same to them.

There is no reincarnation of them in this world, and this life is their last.

But they still left traces, and this endless resentment is their roar of injustice in heaven, and now the extinct Yiyang City has finally come to the living, and the whining of the wind in their ears is their anger, hatred, or sadness.

Han Xian and Qin Murong didn't dare to listen.

They all regretted it, but the one who regretted it forgot to lift his leg and leave.

"Does it hurt?"

Qin Mu Rongruo's fingers gently stroked the traces of Han Xian's palm, this question was not like regret, it was indeed like suppressing his tears from falling again.

"It doesn't hurt. ”

Of course, it doesn't hurt at the moment, and the pain has long since turned into honey when she touches her fingers, even if it is this resentment, it is also sweet in my heart.

"Hehe~~. ”

A smile floated slightly on his face, and he didn't know who was approaching whom, and at this moment he (she) finally sensed the panic in her (he) heart.

The temperature of the lips touching dissolves the cold in my heart that is ready to be sealed for eternity little by little.

This kiss has reached the desolation of the sky and the old age.