It's getting dark, the monkey that was thrown out, the little fox didn't come back, the little fox didn't come back, maybe he abandoned the master again, but the monkey is different, count me, the two people he likes are here, shouldn't he not come back, will he really be thrown into the sky by Ming Wei,

I can't find a companion to relieve my boredom, alone, sitting on the edge of the bed on my limbs, looking at Feng Zhanchen, my eyes are closed on my pale face, and I have no desire to wake up at all, maybe it's the reason for my weak heart, and when I face her again at this time, I feel a little guilty, if it weren't for my appearance, at least there would be that monkey who was affectionate to her. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But now the monkey has actually become the dog's tail grass, swaying with the wind.

After thinking about it for a while, I decided to go to the War King's Mansion to see what such a decisive War King would look like after she "died". I didn't call Ming Wei this time, because of the incident that happened during the day, I haven't been able to pull my face down to find him.

Jumping off the attic, I walked out on the street alone, the flood seemed to have receded a lot, and a large number of officers and soldiers could be seen on the street, although it was a little late, but at this time it was a comfort to the survivors.

In the starry night, dressed in black, if it weren't for the hurried footsteps, I almost didn't recognize him, fortunately I met him here, otherwise I would have to pounce in the air, and the person walking in the night was the king of war.

I followed him closely, looking at the route he walked, I became more and more strange, sure enough, he finally stood in the place where the princess of war was washed away, the light was too blurry, I couldn't see his expression clearly, that touch of figure, standing alone, I had a trace of doubt if I recognized the wrong person.

I don't understand why he came here at this time when he made such a clear choice during the day, and seemed to be reluctant.

The black back, printed in the dark night, seems even more lonely, the night wind blows the corners of his clothes messy, when the waves splash wetting half of his hair, his hand clenched his fist against the uneven rock, it looks bloodstained, with his appearance at this time, if I hadn't seen the thoughts of maple dyeing, I would have the illusion that he was the one who was hurt.

I just looked at it like that, and after a long time, I almost thought that he had become a Buddha.

"Chen'er, you shouldn't have saved me back then." The sound choked his throat, as if after contemplation, a painful parting. Even more in the light reflected in the flood, I could see a tear in the corner of his eye.

The dust he said should be maple dust.

Fate seems to be more biased in favor of Rong Jing between Feng Dye Chen and Rong Jing, Rong Jing's life was saved by Feng Dye Chen, and the person who avoided Feng Dye Chen's hand for help was Rong Jing. This is a kind of irony for Maple Dust,

The grace of saving your life, if you don't want to repay it with your heart, then you should also repay the life-saving kindness when she is also in danger, but obviously he failed to give her either.

I don't know much about Rong Jing's emotions, and in that limited understanding, I am disgusted by his ruthless attitude.

I don't know whether he is regretting or repenting when he said this, and I don't know how important chastity is in his heart, so important that he is willing to give up the beauty of his first encounter and give up all his love for her.

The waves combined with the sound of the wind, and the entire riverbank overflowed with desolation.

If I were Feng Zhanchen, maybe I would be as Rong Jing said, I shouldn't have saved him in the first place.

Rong Jing was able to come tonight, which was to give Feng Ranchen a kind of guilty charity, and that feeling seemed to be really gone.

For the sake of maple dust, my heart hurt again, and I couldn't think through it for a while, since it was a catastrophe, then this robber should be bruised all over his body, and he had nothing to think about, otherwise how could it be called a love catastrophe.

The night wind blew for a long time, and his whole body was cold, and after saying that, Rong Jing didn't speak again, and set it on the stone like a statue.

I didn't wait for Rong Jing to leave, I went back to the attic first, and it was no different to look at it more, my heart was gone, it was gone, and it was useless to force it. Even if it is used to die, it cannot be recovered.

I've lived for more than 10,000 years, and I haven't talked about **** once, obviously I don't know what it feels like, otherwise I wouldn't wonder why Feng Ranchen must fall in love with Rongjing, and love is so miserable.

In fact, I should thank Father Tianzun for blocking those suitors for me, otherwise if Rufeng Ranchen came back like this, I might not throw Rong Jing to death.