It was as if everything around him had become a phantom, and all that was left in his head was that sentence. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoNo hindrance, no hindrance......

At this moment, the heartbeat was so fast that it seemed to stop, and the erected indifference instantly disintegrated. He is not a saint who has no desires, he is a layman, a layman.

Is it her? Is it her?

How many days, he didn't know how many days, when he was alone, he didn't dare to let himself stop, because, as soon as he stopped, her figure covered his entire heart.

He didn't dare to think that it was like a forbidden place that could not be touched. How many miracles can there be? It's all extravagant hopes!

He didn't dare to think of those pasts, nor did he dare to think of her desperate face under the Heavenly Sword. He was afraid that when he thought about it, he couldn't help but want to finish himself off with his own hands, and then go to accompany her. But there are still so many things that have not been done, he can't, he can't.

He disguised himself with indifference, freezing his heart in a cold ice, thinking that this would hide the sadness and despair in his heart.

But now, just a similar voice has collapsed and disintegrated the indifference that he had built so hard.

He couldn't imagine if that person was her or not. Because he knows, Zhutian Divine Sword, if you die under the Zhutian Divine Sword, can there be any hope? Miracles can happen once, but where does a second come from?

A heart feels as if it is being tightened and may burst at any moment. He just stood in place, unable to take a step on his feet, as if he had taken root in the same place, very deep roots.

His hands were shaking, and he couldn't even hold the torch steadily. The flames trembled like his mood, flickering and extinguishing.

The faint light of the fire reflected on his face, reflected in his pupils, and there seemed to be some anticipation in his dark purple eyes.

Even though he knew it was too small to be impossible, he couldn't help but have a glimmer of anticipation.

Suddenly, a bitter smile appeared on his face, what was he expecting? What to expect?

Is it expecting her to be alive? Is it expecting that the person on the other side is that her?

What if not? Is this sound a punishment? Is God punishing him, a ruthless person who dare not face it?

Huang Bing didn't know about his mental activities, and she still walked forward indifferently as always.

The leaves are trampled under their feet, shattering, and stirring their hearts one by one. What kind of mood is it? Faintly, it seems to be a little sad, and it seems to be a little confused, but no matter which one it is, it is as weak as if it is nothing, and it will disappear if it can't withstand scrutiny and pondering.

The distance was shrinking, and it was only a few steps away for Huang Bing, but in the eyes of Shen Xichen, it seemed as if a century had passed.

Until the faint light of the fire was reflected on the faces of both sides, and the two pairs of eyes met unexpectedly through the air.

Click, whose torch fell to the ground, scattered sparks flew everywhere and annihilated.

The surroundings seemed to darken a little, adding an unpredictability to the faces of the four people.

Shen Xichen seemed to hear the excited voice in his heart, shouting, buying carnival.

His hand was slightly open, and the torch slipped out of his hand.

It's her! It's her! It's really her!

His Bing'er, she, is still alive......

Something suddenly fell out of his eyes, and he held back, and even his thin lips were trembling.

No wonder his heart beats so fast, no wonder he is so abnormal today. It turned out that it was because of her, because she was still alive. In this world, who can let him have superfluous emotions except her?

His heart had followed her at the moment of her fall, and it was only now, when she stood in front of him again, that he felt that heart had returned to his chest, and he felt that he was still alive.

Did Heaven hear his heart, so it fulfilled him and sent her to him again?

Miracles, it turns out that there can really be ......

There was a certain kind of crystal light in his eyes, which was really as bright and dazzling as the stars in the sky.

There was a moment of astonishment on Huang Bing's face, and it was just a moment, and then he calmed down.

It's him, I didn't expect to meet him here. Seeing that his eyes had returned to normal, I guess it was the cold shadow that had regained his memory and allowed him to regain his freedom from the control of others.

What Hankage promised her really did, but the price was a bit big. She died, died again, but fortunately, her master came to her aid, and the last trace of Hanying's divine soul was also voluntarily thrown into the fire for her to be refined.

The most she owes in this life is probably Hanying, obviously he has a better choice, doesn't he? But again and again because of her, she lost herself, and finally ended up like that.

She's the murderer, the biggest murderer.

Yu Wuxian couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw who was coming. He subconsciously turned his head to look at Huang Bing, only to find that her face was as calm as the water of the Dead Sea, without a trace of waves.

I still had anxiety and worry in my heart, and I swallowed it. He didn't understand, he couldn't understand Huang Bing's emotions. She has always been a forbearant person, he doesn't know if she really has no waves this time, or if her heart has already rolled into stormy waves, but she still puts on a calm look.

Looking at her gaze, undisguised gaze, he seemed to vaguely understand something, probably this time, it was true......

When the man's face appeared from the darkness, like a ray of dawn, the redemption of dawn shone into the heart.

The restless one calmed down with this fact. She's alive, she's alive. That's nice......

Shen Xichen's gaze was always focused on her face, almost greedy, not letting go of an inch. As if I wanted to just look her close to my eyes and put it in my heart, I could never forget it again, and I couldn't leave it behind.

He was afraid, afraid that it was a dream, and in the blink of an eye the person would disappear. But even if it's a dream, he doesn't want to wake up, get drunk, indulge in a dream.

The atmosphere at the moment is a little weird, the joy of the dark, the almost crazy man of the dark Xichen, the complexity of the jade Wuxian, and the indifference of the phoenix ice. Four different emotions collided, and no one left a trace.

With a faint glance, Huang Bing retracted his gaze and continued to walk forward, so without waves, it seemed that not a single sleeve of breeze had been taken away.

The sky collapsed, the sea withered and the rocks rotted, and it did not make a stroke on her heart, but it made the person who watched her fall to the bottom in an instant.

It's like a cold wind constantly pouring into the bottom of my heart, bitter, sour, and sure enough, after excitement and joy, all I have to bear is pain.

The hand that wanted to be stretched out was only halfway up when the man walked by, and the corners of his clothes crossed his arm, which was cold. (To be continued.) )