This woman had the perseverance and strength to confront him all the time! she was the craziest person he had ever met. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The suppression of unknown sources, and her frightening madness, made the demon wonder if it should continue.

Footsteps suddenly approached, and someone was coming.

A fierce light radiated from his eyes, and his claws bent fiercely, withdrawing the power that was outward, and then he turned around and disappeared into a black mist.

As soon as the evil spirit disappeared, Phoenix Bing had nothing to compete with, and the power of the mandala continued to leak out like flowing water and could not be recovered.

Her face was as white as paper, and her black hair had turned white and haggard. When the white light dissipated, she closed her eyes tightly, her body staggered, and finally her head tilted and fell backwards.

Shen Xichen's eyes quickly supported her, his gaze fell on her weak face, and his eyes flashed with distress. The white hair like silver threads pierced his eyes, and he was so distressed that he pulled it up.

His arms were gradually retracted, and he took her in his arms, adjusting his position to make sure he didn't hurt him again.

One is as black as a dark night, and the other is as white as a sunny day, but this extreme contrast is extraordinarily beautiful, and people can't bear to destroy.

This is the picture that Mo Linyao saw when he arrived. Shen Xichen had his back to him, so he couldn't see the appearance of Huang Bing in Shen Xichen's arms. I could only see Shen Xichen holding Huang Bing in the posture of a princess.

It was as if a file was torturing his heart, beautiful, but dazzling.

It was like a thousand years ago, and he could only stand behind them and watch their backs. The bitterness and unspeakable feelings can only be swallowed in the stomach, melting into a pool of bitter water, and suffering themselves.

He thought that he finally had a reason to show her his feelings openly. But he was wrong, he couldn't tell.

When I saw this scene now, that wordless pain invaded again.

Even now, they still seemed so harmonious that he couldn't get into it at all.

He seems to be a superfluous person, who can only act as a spectator of a story. But he, a spectator, can't control his heart. Even if he was inadvertently and unconsciously injured again and again, he wanted to get closer, she ......

Hell had noticed him coming, but he didn't turn around, or he was selfish. Mo Linyao can also be regarded as a friend of his, a person who still has a sincere relationship after the old demon lord disappeared.

If this can make him dispel his thoughts about Huang Bing, it will be the best. He didn't want to treat the people he valued like that, but he didn't want the result to be embarrassing for each other.

Huang Bing, it is impossible for him to let go, and he will not give her a chance to throw herself into the arms of others.

Therefore, Mo Linyao's thoughts, which are destined to be impossible to realize, are not as good as cutting off early. In this way, whether it is for him, or for Huang Bing, or for himself, it is good.

Shen Xichen lowered his head, staring at the face of Huang Bing in his arms, and his arms tightened again, as if he had made a vow in his heart.

In this life, his heart is only about this one person. Heaven and earth, even if he is reincarnated, he will follow her.

Huang Bing's face was very bad, and the intermittent breathing made people feel like they would feather in the next second, and it was thin and distressing.

"The evil spirits are gone, and we should go too. ”

Even if he deliberately misunderstood Mo Linyao, he couldn't delay too much time. Huang Bing's current situation is very bad, and he can't and doesn't dare to stay any longer.

The hem of the garment swayed in a black shadow, wrapped in snow-white flowers. Like the stars in the dark night, they are contained by the entire canopy.

The wind blew his robes and hunted, and his full head of white hair was hidden under his wide sleeves. She is so weak that she only needs him to know, and no one else needs it. As long as he worries about her, that's enough.

Mo Linyao held the sword in his hand and watched the figure leave, disappearing into the halo of sunset. Walk farther and farther until he can't see.

His heart was extremely lost, as if he had been separated by 10,000 years, and their world was always just a story for him. He stretched out his hand, but all he could do was meet the cool wind, and everything disappeared into the uninhabited silence.

For the rest of his life, he was just one step too late, and he missed life after life. Is it just a step too late? Or maybe it was already predestined by God.

She would always be the unattainable ray of light to him, drifting past his window, landing in the other direction. He can't let it go, but he can't do anything about it.

The long pain is better than the short pain, but he didn't know that he was already in so much pain that he couldn't help himself. Pain, how can it be said that you can give it up?

There was more loneliness and irrepressible sadness in Mo Linyao's eyes, and the people of his subordinates rarely knew that they did not bother him at this time.

Such a look is never suitable for the face of the God King standing at the top of the light.

An old sigh came from nowhere, and a corner of the garment disappeared around the corner, along with a huge wine gourd.

Shen Xichen hugged Huang Bing and didn't look anywhere all the way, until he arrived at the Demon Palace and put her in his bedroom.

His dormitory was all black, and the sudden appearance of a white color was very eye-catching.

His expression was extremely cold, like ice that had been frozen for nearly 10,000 years, and he couldn't get close. It was only when his gaze turned to Huang Bing that he had a little more temperature.

He lowered his eyes, his fingers gripping the edge of the bed, flexing hard. He was blaming himself, and every time like this, his heart swelled with deep self-blame.

The second time, the second time, I watched her fall in front of her like this.

In the face of evil spirits, he could do nothing. said that he wanted to protect her, but the truth was that she was there to protect him.

In front of the evil spirit, he is a dignified man, the demon lord known as the god of death, and he can't even protect his beloved.

The conceit has some unrivaled abilities, but it can't do even the simplest things. Perhaps, what Mo Linyao said was right. What is he? But he's just the most useless of guys.

Looking at the face that was close at hand, he didn't even have the courage to touch it.

Mo Linyao was right, from beginning to end, it was himself who brought her the most harm.

But he still wants to be cheeky and keep her by his side, even if he knows that the front is full of unknown dangers, he still doesn't want to let go. I made a vow again and again, but I never got it.

The weak body was like fragile glass, and it shattered at the slightest touch.

He trembled his hands and held her cheek, a little ice, which added a touch of coolness to his heart.

Vitality was pulled away, and he didn't know what the consequences would be this time. Or...... No, it won't, she'll wake up, she'll wake up.

He leaned down and imprinted a shallow kiss on her pale lips.