readx;?“ He's dead. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Baili Zhixi walked over and put her hand on Zi Nian's shoulder.

"I know." Zi Nian still repeated this action seriously, he almost wanted to chop Mizusawa Qingzuka into dust.

After a long time, Zi Nian stopped and looked at the crystal ball that had seen it all.

The crystal ball is quiet, and the moon is still quiet.

Get up, walk to the crystal ball, and then lean down, the crystal ball seems to be waiting......

Zinian stretched out his palm.

"Don't! You're going to be melted! "Baili Zhixi sees that things are not good, this purple year has been buried by sadness, this is going to be a stupid thing, if it goes on like this, he will definitely die!

"Wouldn't it be better if I turned to dust, so that I could be with my little aunt, and then I would trouble you to bury us together." Zi Nian's face was expressionless, and there was no sadness or joy in his heart, no love or hatred.

The green silk becomes the snow soul and returns, and the return date is indefinite, and the dream looks like a memory, there is no sunny and no snow, only the two look at the wind carefully.

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"Do you really want to die?" Baili Zhixi asked.

"No, it's a companionship." Zi Nian suddenly found that if he really didn't set the moon, he really had nothing to love, as if everything that was important to him in the past was not so important, it didn't seem to be worth mentioning, it turned out that except for death, it was all a trivial matter.

You've already died once, how can the heavens brutally plunder you again......

Zi Nian murmured in his heart.

No matter what form or way, what Zi Nian wants is to be by the side of the falling moon, even if it is death in the eyes of the world, even if it is the price of the most precious life.

"You can live for her, you can live brilliantly, and fulfill her dreams. It's also another way to mourn. "Baili Zhixi saw that Zinian was determined.

And Zi Nian has made up his mind.

"That doesn't work for me." Zi Nian said softly.

Close your eyes, stretch out your hands, and gently move towards the crystal ball......

Falling moon, little aunt, I'm here, even if it melts into dust, your Nian wants to be with you, even then, it is happiness for Zi Nian, because this is what your Nian wants, and it is also what was promised to you, morning and twilight, green silk and snow-like companionship......

I'm coming, little aunt, please melt me, take me away, I'm willing to sleep in your world and never wake up again......

Zi Nian thought a lot in his heart, a lot, and didn't say a word, he knew that when the moon fell, he must understand.

"You see, I'm a man who counts, you choose me, right?" Zi Nian laughed, and the palm of his hand was getting closer and closer to the crystal ball.

He had seen the pain and fear in Qingzuka's pupils when he was melted, and even so, he resolutely did not change his choice, this is, little aunt, what you gave Nian'er, Nian'er wants to remember forever.

Baili Zhixi stood not far away, he knew that he was powerless to stop it, and he was in awe of Zi Nian, this is a respectable opponent and friend!

The strange thing is that when Zi Nian decided to die to accompany the falling moon, the palm of his hand fell all the way to the crystal ball, and there was no feeling of melting, let alone unforgettable pain.

He opened his eyes suspiciously, and saw that he was holding a crystal ball in his hand, which did not have the slightest heat, just like an ordinary crystal ......

Baili Zhixi was also strange, he walked over, and before he could get close to the crystal ball, he felt an unprecedented heat, which was not allowed to be approached, and he would definitely melt!

And the Purple Year, unscathed! He flipped the crystal ball over and over, and to his body and palm, it was an ordinary crystal.

Looking at the pale setting moon sleeping inside, a pain sparked in my heart.

All experiences must have their meaning, and there must be a reason for God's arrangement.

Zinian believes.

He put the crystal ball into the Beast Whisper Ring.

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Happy Chinese New Year to all! Good luck!

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