"She left the master for you, destroyed your spiritual body for you, died for you, and scattered your soul, are you satisfied now? Are you happy? ”

Shen Lanxing stood in front of Shen Yaohuahua, his black hair and black clothes were hunting and flying in the sudden wind, splitting his head and covering his face, and he couldn't see his body and face clearly, only a pair of eyes were as bright as electricity that cut through the night sky, and like a cone that could pierce people's hearts. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

was stared at by such sharp and dazzling eyes, but Shen Yaohua was unconscious, she just lay in the dust in a daze, the wind around her was howling, flying sand and rocks, and she forgot who she was.

Moon, quietly falling.

day, slowly rising.

Warm, bright light poured down from the sky, the howling wind stopped at some point, and the heaven and earth became clear and warm.

Shen Lanxing and Shen Yaohua maintained their respective postures and did not move.

It wasn't until the sunlight became dazzling that Shen Lan woke up and raised her head as if she had just woken up from a dream. She wrung her eyebrows and looked at the blue sky, squinting a little uncomfortably, vaguely remembering that she had a similar feeling many years ago.

It's like a world away!

"You won."

Shen Lanxing whispered to the sky, "People say that I, Shen Lanxing, is vicious and ruthless, I am ruthless, I am a ghost, and a person who has no relatives and no reason!" What about you? I was only cruel to raising your master, and I really accepted a good apprentice. ”

She lowered her head, looked at the remnant soul of Shen Zhuxi who was still wrapped around her fingertips, waved her hand in frustration, and punched a trace of white into Shen Yaohua's heart, and sighed deeply: "Go, go." ”

"Yutan, send her to the Pearl Hall."

Shen Lanxing waved her sleeves, turned around and floated away.

Shen Yaohua kept staring at her slender and dreamy figure disappearing, and there was always something heavy pressing on her heart and blocking her throat, making her want to shout and cry, so she couldn't cry, so she barely moved her mouth and let out an unconscious whine.

Then she saw a pair of barefoot, snow-white, small and delicate, perfect that did not belong to humans.

She slowly looked up and saw a red-clothed red-haired and red-eyed statue like a ruby statue, with no human emotion in her eyes, and a delicate perfection that humans could not have.

The girl was as delicate as a flower, but with only one hand she lifted her up, like a dead thing without life.

Shen Yaohua struggled to get out, she didn't want Shen Lan to wake up and arrange her life, she was willing to listen to the old goddess, because that was her benefactor and her only relative, who was Shen Lanxing to her?

She's almost her enemy!

Almost?

Shen Yaohua tugged at the corners of her lips sadly, saying that almost, in the final analysis, it is herself who harms people and is always herself.

But she is willing to die rather than accept Shen Lanxing's arrangement!

Shen Yaohua punched and kicked as if venting her anger, but the girl seemed to be delicate, but in fact she had steely skin, let her beat and scold and struggle, half-carried and half-dragged her to turn two corners, and then threw it casually, Shen Yaohua immediately became a free fall, and fell sharply into the dark abyss.

The old witch wants to fall me to death!?

The strong wind slapped on her face like a fierce slap, Shen Yaohua was unwilling and angry, but her indiscriminate waving hands and feet could not turn into wings, and she could only watch a black shadow quickly enlarge in front of her eyes.

It was a pitch-black stone mountain, and if you hit it, you would be crushed!

understood clearly, but Shen Yaohua was powerless to reverse it, he just sighed secretly for his fate that he couldn't control, and then gritted his teeth and opened his eyes wide, waiting for a vigorous encounter with death.

However, death did not seem to want to meet her, and she passed through the stone mountain unscathed, as if through a cloud, and then fell lightly to another cloud, and slowly fell to the ground, feeling like a short and unreal dream.

She stands in front of a green vegetable field, behind which several thatched huts stand quietly