He lost, even if all this was just a fantasy set up by Leng Yueping, he would admit defeat! Even if he will lose the entire Southern Tang River, he will admit defeat! No matter how well he disguised himself, he still couldn't afford to lose his lightness, even if it was all an illusion.

"Murong Qian, if I hadn't chosen to lose my earth soul back then, but had just disappeared like this, would ...... How nice it should be. "My eyes were empty, and my gaze fell on a long memory, "I should have passed away with the purest love, but my thought ruined love and myself." ”

"Qingchen, don't talk nonsense, I'll take you out!" Murong Qian picked up Hun Qingchen and was about to get up, "This is Mulan Fantasy Realm, it's all fake, fake!" ”

"Floating like a dream, what is false and what is true?" Hu Qingchen shook his head to stop Murong Qian's movements, "Ah Qian, this is all true!" It was I who begged Leng Yueping and created such an illusion for me. I want to make a final conclusion with you in this first place. ”

"What's the end? What the end! Murong Qian was like a dream, he suddenly came to his senses, hugged Hun Qingchen's arm and didn't feel tight, he looked at Hun Qingchen's pale face in a panic, and asked tremblingly, "Qingchen, you, you want to leave me, you, don't want me anymore?" At the end, the voice unconsciously became hoarse.

"You once said that you will give me whatever I want." The soul-locking mole on the cheeks of the light dust shimmered faintly, as if it was about to dissipate like the wind at any time. A weak mockery rose at the corner of her mouth, "Murong Qian, let me ask you, what do I want?" ”

"I know, I know! You want me by your side! Murong Qian replied hurriedly, "Don't worry, as long as it's over, as long as it's ...... tonight."

Hun Qingchen sighed, shook his head gently, and stopped Murong Qian's words: "Murong Qian, now, I just want to leave you, forever and forever!" ”

"Qingchen, do you believe me, do you believe me again!" Murong Qian was completely flustered, not knowing how to comfort and explain, nor how to hug and hold on, "I don't want you to leave me, I don't allow you to leave me!" Light dust, you can't, you can't do without me! ”

Xun Qingchen stretched out his index finger and nodded weakly on the sorrow that was locked between Murong Qian's eyebrows, although his voice was soft, but extremely resolute: "Zhu Xian is broken, the mirror is missing, the morning dew, the time is resting, the white head is groaning, the injury is parting, don't think about the concubine with the meal, Jinshui soup soup, with, Jun, long, Jue!" ”

Murong Qian hurriedly reached out to shake the light dust's wrist, but only touched the mist of water, he hugged it hard, but the blue yarn in his arms instantly turned into nothingness.

Countless stars swirled from Murong Qian's palm, this is the broken water soul, this is the ashes of the light dust!

"No!"

A bloody howl, the ground exploded in the sky, the sky on the top of the floating pavilion shattered, the illusion collapsed, and the particles of ice ballast fell, colliding with the water mist rising from the "Wind Flower Snow Moon" platform, condensed into snowflakes, and suddenly floated a fallen snow between heaven and earth.

The Mulan fantasy in the previous life also dissipated little by little with this wind and snow.

In the early morning, the dust and snow fall on the city,

The first time I saw the blood of the sword Chu Jiang.

Resentment and grievances,

The love is deep and the body is born and destroyed.

The messy snowflakes, one by one, fluttered on Lin Jianyan's face, one by one, and melted into Lin Jianyan's heart. The bone-eating cold made her heart ache and she fainted.

In the previous life, it was a catastrophe, a catastrophe that could not be escaped; This life is a lifelong dream, a dream that you can't wake up from in your lifetime.

"Submarine! Subtract! ”