Eighty-eighth Truth II

The empty dungeon, the humid air is sticky, Qinghu can hear the sound of his heart beating, and there is a voice of prayer in his heart, say it, say anything, as long as you don't be silent. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Yu Hantian's narrow eyes caught her facial expression tightly, and finally spoke, "I can see it." ā€

"What?" Qing Hu didn't know why.

"I can see that bar thing floating in your sea, it makes a sound, it's a bargaining chip for you to go back to that world, right?"

From the moment he began to speak, Qing Qi's body trembled, and fear, fear, and overwhelmed emotions welled up in his heart.

The pace staggered back, Yu Hantian silently followed, always keeping a distance of two steps from her, his face was extremely sad, but Qing Qi didn't see it.

After a long time, she spit out with difficulty, "When?" ā€

Yu Hantian gently grabbed her wrist, "Get out of here first, I'll tell you later." ā€

Qing Xiao shook off violently, slapped him with his backhand, and roared, "I asked you when!" ā€

He froze, his gaze heavy, "Douge, when the old man sealed my spell." ā€

"So early, so early."

Qing Xiao wanted to cry and laugh, but suddenly rushed up frantically, and beat him with all his might, "Why do you do this to me, I just want to go home, you ruined me with your own hands!" ā€

Yu Han Tian was motionless and let her vent, held her in his arms when she was exhausted and gradually slid down, stroked her cheek, and whispered, "I'm sorry, you can't go home." ā€

The moment he fainted, Qinghu wanted to kill him.

In the luxurious room, the wind swept into the room, blowing the curtains gently, he reached out and stroked it, and the window closed gently.

The candle flame jumped, he stretched out his hand and dialed it, the flame **** between his slender fingers, it should be painful, but he was indifferent.

The man on the bed groaned, and he got up and paced to the window.

Bowing his head, the long ink-colored hair naturally hung down on the brocade quilt, and the person on the bed frowned, and then let out a groan, the voice was painful.

He reached out and smoothed her frown between his candle-scorched fingers, but once he left his hand, his brow tightened again.

"Is it me who is dreaming of?" He murmured softly, bowing his head and kissing her on the brow, gently and carefully.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the sleeping man rolled over and continued to sleep face in.

His hand fell in mid-air, originally trying to caress her cheek, but finally turned into helping her tuck the corners of her back.

Since when did I become rock-like and cold-blooded, probably because I knew that everything this person in front of me did was to go home.

On that day, the iron chain passed through my shoulder blades, and I could feel the spiritual power of the dantian being devoured madly, and the huge pain made my eyes black.

The pain of eating bones made me subconsciously pursue the blue figure, and when I saw that the old man wanted to hurt her, I wanted to crush that person to pieces.

Just as the mana was being frantically drained, I vaguely saw something strange surrounding Qing Qi.

The thing shone with a golden light, was rectangular in shape, and the color was divided into red and gold, and the red was obviously much more red than gold.

Originally, it was just a blur, but then it became clearer and clearer, and I thought it was a spell that was going to harm her, but I vaguely felt that it wasn't.

When I ran into three monsters of Dapeng, Wolf and Sheep when I was fleeing for my life, I could clearly hear a cold voice saying: "Solve the three monsters and get 0.11111% of the return value"

It was also the first time I heard my loved one talk about the word home. Isn't her home in Qingyu Mountain? Isn't she the granddaughter of Qing Xiu Zhenren?

When the three monsters were beaten away, and the red blood bar went in a little bit, I vaguely guessed that maybe when the red completely swallowed up the golden part, Qing Qi would "go home." ā€

That home inexplicably scares me.

was trapped in the environment by Hu Yidao, and when she broke through the environment and went to the cottage to save her, what she didn't expect to see was a bloody body.

At that time, I thought that she was dead, and the beating of her heart became meaningless, and I just thought that it would be good to die together.

The red blood bar hadn't gone away, and I thought maybe the proof of going home was still there, and she wouldn't die.

Sure enough, she didn't die, and my heart revived, but it began to become more violent, and the lifeless appearance of her lying in her arms scared me, and I didn't want to go through this again, how could I hold her firmly?

In the human world, the voice appeared again, this time asking her to match him with the princess of the human world whose name he didn't even remember.

I was happy to see her hesitation, and I knew that she couldn't complete this task.

She tried her best to get me to marry that woman, watching her struggle, I understood why from the beginning to now, she would be so keen to match me and other women, maybe that family is more important than me, so important that she doesn't want love, she doesn't want him.

As soon as the mission was completed, she would leave him behind and go home alone, and I would be left alone. The hatred that everything she did was just to complete the task vanished in an instant.

In the bamboo forest, the princess personally piled up the grave for her dead lover, and I watched from a distance, and suddenly thought of holding her covered in blood in the cottage.

kissed her and said he liked her, but his heart was begging her.

"Don't leave, don't leave me alone, even if the warmth you gave from the beginning was purposeful, I don't care."

She turned her head away from the kiss in confusion, not hearing the bloody roar inside me.

"." I reverently called her, and made a decision, she can't go, and that desire to go home will be destroyed by my own hands!

I saw longing and wavering in her eyes when she heard a hateful voice of indifference in the woods that left her alone, and if she succeeded, she could get a lot of returns.

There was only one piece of red left in the bar, and as soon as she left, it was almost time to go home.

I won't let her go, there is only one way to let her stay completely!

The extreme pain of shattering Nedan and the consequences of losing all her spells were not as good as her turning back.

When she turned and ran back to me, the rectangular frame around her was gone.

It worked, and I just kept her around.

Jimo Yueyang took me away, but he didn't give it to the other three realms, because the seven stars he saw were just a few blank pieces of paper.

Jimo Yueyang was in a hurry, thinking that I could only open it, in fact, I didn't know, but I vaguely realized that the truth might be in Xiao'er.

He is not stupid, after thinking about it for a few days, he also figured it out, so he wanted to make a deal with me, and offered to give him a little time, if he could find out the truth of the Seven Stars and Nine Turns, he would no longer be entangled, and if he failed, he would give me the Seven Stars and Nine Turns

I agreed, but I didn't want the Seven Stars Nine Turn, but I wanted to see if she had really given up on going home.

I turned into an old servant, followed her, watched Jimo Yueyang move her heart, and planted a sycamore tree for her in the demon world, just to make her smile.

Jimo Yueyang finally came up with a solution, and it was a mistake of mine that led to him successfully locking me on the ice bed.

He used her, lured Qingqi to the ice room, and channeled all her demonic qi and some immortal qi into the Seven Stars and Nine Transformations.

The Seven Stars and Nine Turns, which were originally white paper, gradually revealed the handwriting, and my Qinghu was not an ordinary person, was it?

Jimo Yueyang was too arrogant and ignored the imprisonment of me, I made a move, but I didn't expect an accident.

Those demonic qi and immortal qi rushed towards my body, the dantian was hot for a while, a ball of fire burned in the abdomen, and five familiar forces gradually poured into the seven meridians and eight veins with the help of the huge immortal and demonic qi.

Nedan, re-knotted.

Since it was impossible for her to go back, killing gods had become a dispensable thing, and the time she spent in the human farm was the most satisfying moment for me.

Do it at sunrise, extinguish it at sunset, hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son, this is enough.

When there was a plague in the human world, I knew that if I didn't kill God, God might not be able to spare me.

Anyway, he laid down the Four Realms for her, which should be regarded as compensation for keeping her by his side.

The flames flickered on and off, the person on the bed turned over again, the brocade was rubbed, and the memories were interrupted. Yu Hantian got up again and walked to the bed, and said softly: "If you don't want to sleep, get up." ā€