Aoyagi's hand stretched out, and the light veil in his palm fell to the ground, which happened to stick to the pool of viscous blood that flowed down from the bed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Mei Niang took a step forward, and the soft silver embroidered shoes stepped on the light veil, and the dark red blood spread all around her feet.

She condescended and stared at the woman on the bed, "The spirit beast of the night song is extremely powerful, you can't win her, how about making a deal with me?" I can avenge your disfigurement. ”

"What deal?" Aoyagi held back the pain on his face and narrowed his eyes and asked.

"There are two ribs in your chest cavity that are the materials that my master needs, as long as you are willing to exchange two ribs, I can help you take revenge, as for her spirit beast, you don't have to worry, I have a way to contain it." The woman is gorgeous and her voice is charming.

Aoyagi's pupils dilated slightly, "Just two ribs?" ”

Mei Niang nodded and repeated Aoyagi's words, "Yes, just two ribs." ”

"Okay, I'll give it to you!"

Don't say two ribs, even if she takes all the bones in her body in exchange, she will make that woman and her spirit beast die a good death.

Some hatred, once there is, will take root and be difficult to contain.

Mei Niang lowered her head, her eyes were gentle, and her tenderness was like water, but it was a monstrous killing intent.

The Colosseum.

The man in a purple robe sat on a chair in front of the chessboard, the black and white chess pieces were shiny, and he dropped a white piece, put away a lock of black pieces, and threw it into the jade bowl.

As if there was a sound of bells and drums, Shen Qianjue raised his hand, made a handprint, and pinched his fingers.

After a long time, a bewitching smile appeared on the man's face, and he looked at the chessboard with the two worlds of Vientiane, and said in a low voice: "After playing chess for so long and laying out the games for more than ten years, it is time to take them back one by one." ”

At the same time, the mercenary association.

The man lying on the bed rolled to the ground, and in the vast and gorgeous palace, only a violent cough sounded, and with each cough, there was a terrible blood.

Darkness fell to his knees, holding on to the stone pillar, his body shaking, still coughing.

On the couch next to it, a flower shadow in a snow-white gauze dress was lying on it to rest, covered with a fox fur blanket.

Hearing the coughing sound of the shadow, she woke up like a frightened bird, ran to the shadow with bare feet, and helped the shadow up, the floor was too slippery, the shadow staggered, and the two fell to the ground again, the shadow of the flower supported the ground with both hands, feeling the warm touch in the palm, the shadow of the flower shadow pupils contracted, she sat on the ground, raised her hand, and her white hand was stained with the blood of the shadow.

The crimson blood, under the gaze of the flower shadow, gradually turned purple and black.

Flower Shadow screamed in horror, she didn't have time to wipe the blood off her hands, and she didn't stand up, her body moved a few times to the side of the shadow, until it was so close that she could hear each other's breathing clearly.

She clutched her dark clothes tightly with both hands, her joints were white, her lips were dry, and her whole body was trembling, as if she had just woken up from a nightmare, and she was only afraid, "It's worse, your body won't last long." ”

Flower Shadow's eyes widened, and her hands trembled slightly.

"I know."

Leaning against the stone pillar, he sat weakly, his head drooping, and his picturesque eyebrows were now like the porcelain on the edge of the table.

The man's face was gray with the look of death.

The pale hand stretched out from the sleeve and patted the woman's hand clutching her clothes as if comfortingly.

He is obviously so young, but he seems to have seen through the hot and cold world of the floating world, raising his eyes and bowing his head, like a wise man, about the future, he has long expected that he will not fight, he will not rob, but with his weak body, he will stir the world.

"You know?" The flower shadow was puzzled, and he was unwilling to look at the darkness.

She crawled forward, her black blood-stained hands clutching the hem of her clothes, almost roaring: "Now that you know, why did you let this happen, why did you set up a game to let yourself die?" Why? ”

Huaying turned around, got up in a panic, and ran out barefoot, the gauze was rippling, the woman was stunning, and the stubbornness in her eyes was worrying.

"Shen Qianjue, I will kill Shen Qianjue, he will kill you!" Flower Shadow roared hysterically and ran out frantically.

Gloom smiled weakly.

"He won't let me die, I'll kill my own too, come back."

Flower Shadow covered the golden lacquer gate of the palace, and her whole face was covered with tears, and when she heard the words of the man behind her, she paused, turned around inch by inch, and turned back.

Her body sat weakly on the cold ground along the golden thread of the door, and her gauze was piled up, like a budding flower, delicate and beautiful, but it seemed to wither and wither at any time.

Yes, she already knew that this person was going to hell step by step, and she could only watch as the once high-spirited young man in fresh clothes and angry horses degenerated.

"Hanakage, how old are you this year?" Styx asked.

The two of them were at opposite ends of the empty temple, as if there was a galaxy between them, a chasm that would never be crossed.

"Twenty-three." Flower Shadow replied.

"Twenty-three?" Styx raised his head, his eyes were a little vain, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face, "It turns out that you have been following me for eight years. ”

The flower shadow bit her lip, and her eyes were full of tears.

She looked up, eager to break her neck, but refused to let the tears fall.

"When I'm dead, you'll find someone to marry."

The dark road, the voice was weak and weak, and the breath was like a gossamer, "You are my dark person, and you will have to be beautiful if you marry, let's say, who do you like, in the four-star territory, except for the blood clan, you can marry." ”

Huaying finally couldn't help it, her throat was so sore that she couldn't speak, and the tears in her eyes gushed out like a river bursting its embankment.

Who do you like?

He was the man she had in mind, but he asked her who she had a crush on.

The flower shadow staggered to its feet, like a fine willow in the wind, and her body was emaciated, as if she would fall to the ground at any moment.

She leaned on the luxurious gold-lacquered door, looked at the weak man sitting on the ground, her eyes were resolute, she chuckled, cold as frost, and laughed at herself: "What if I take a fancy to you? Do you marry? ”

"Don't make a fuss—"

Dark's face froze, and he said.

Huaying walked forward calmly, she walked in front of the shadow, looking down at the man at her feet, "Are you married?" ”

"I am sick and will die at any time, and if I die, you will be a widow."

"Don't do this, I'll feel distressed."

The Underworld.

A hideous look crept into the shadow of the flower's eyes, "Widow? What about widows? If you die, I can't die with you, I don't want to marry anyone but you......"

Since the beginning of the ancient path eight years ago, her heart has sunk and she can no longer pick it up.

As long as he is willing to marry, even if it is only a one-night couple, she will not regret going so far in the world.

But the cruel thing is-

He said, "Flower Shadow, but I don't want to marry you."

The woman fell to the ground again, her eyes full of despair, she pulled away her heart with blood, but he abandoned it like a clog.

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