Chapter Eighty-Five: That's it...

Chu Ruoxi was still observing the layout and layout of the room, well, very good, it was the type she liked. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Suddenly, there was a flower in front of me, but the scene I saw when I opened my eyes changed again.

Chu Ruoxi was in a darkness, the darkness was boundless, and there was not a trace of light.

Chu Ruoxi's eyes flashed, the corners of her lips hooked, illusion!

There are still people in this world who know illusions!

Interesting.

An ordinary house with something as advanced as illusion can only prove that this house is not ordinary, and there must be something special or special in meaning.

In the boundless darkness, the red and white robes of Chu Ruoxi were quickly drowned in darkness.

The surroundings were quiet, and there was not the slightest sound to hear, only the sound of my own breathing and footsteps could be heard.

Chu Ruoxi judged that she should be separated from Iris.

Forehead...

Chu Ruoxi looked stunned as she suddenly stretched out her hand from the ground to hold her feet, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

Nima! Without the slightest defense, she was so frightened that her heart trembled.

"Fog grass! what the hell" Chu Ruoxi was disgustingly expletive, and even the Northeast dialect came out.

What kind of hand is that, no, it's a hand, grabbing her right foot, but that hand is bloody, there seems to be blood in the blue veins on it, and purple-black nails, the whole hand is creepy...

Chu Ruoxi stomped that hand under her feet in disgust, with a look of disdain. Although she doesn't have a habit of cleanliness, she can't touch anything else!

Suddenly, a long sword burst out in the distance in the dark night, advancing from afar, the straight line was like a rocket rising into the sky, and the speed was as fast as the speed of light, piercing Chu Ruoxi's chest.

The long sword was very fast, but it was still a piece of cake for Chu Ruoxi, and just wanted to flash sideways, but he found that his body couldn't move...

No!

In this way, Chu Ruoxi watched the long sword drill into his heart... Blood splattered out... Like the enchanting and gorgeous mandala flower blooming...

Chu Ruoxi seemed to see the flowers on the other side of the river that represented death competing to open, red like blood, and blazing like fire.

Time seems to slow down tenfold, like in slow motion... Bright red and warm blood gushed out... Sprinkled in the boundless darkness of the night... So rotten, fiery and weird.

Chu Ruoxi's eyes as bright as the stars widened slightly, her pupils shrunk, and she couldn't believe that she would die so much... Aggrieved!

The moment he fell to the ground, a thousand words only turned into a soft voice: "Nima... Daddy..."

Suddenly I felt so unwilling to die.

With the odds of winning the lottery, the bloody crossing...

In this overhead dynasty, there are so many handsome guys and beautiful men...

I didn't even hook up with any of them...

It hasn't gotten mixed up yet...

Just die in your own house...

It's still so unclear...

It's really... Aggrieved -

Chu Ruoxi couldn't help but curse the sky, you let Lao Tzu cross! Okay, Lao Tzu was forced to accept! You let Lao Tzu cross into a waste, okay, Lao Tzu accepts! I finally detoxified, made friends, and saw that the days were about to come......

That's it... I gave my life to my house...

The sky, the earth, the white clouds, the black soil, don't play with people like this!

Thief God, you are so willful, did your parents make it?

People say that all the important things and meaningful things that you experience when you are alive are like watching a flower, and you can quickly replay them...

But! Chu Ruoxi only cares about scolding the sky.........

Helpless, the beginning of the day, that's... ...

Is this the end?