If there is still love, how can you say such hurtful words?

He suddenly understood this, but when he understood it, he could not give up, which was the saddest thing.

"Eleven, I know you blame me, so, no matter what you say, I'll just take it as an angry word."

The man tried to calm his mind and repented forcefully: "I will not let my mistakes continue, I will definitely resurrect you, this is my wish for the rest of my life!" ”

Zhao Zishi's face turned cold, she said so much, just hoping that he wouldn't find a way to resurrect her, Zhao Zishi couldn't live, if Zhao Zishi lived, what if the autumn was strong?

She doesn't want to be Zhao Zi again!!

"Even if you bring me back to life, what can I do?"

She hooked her lips and smiled coldly, and said mercilessly: "I have a common enmity with you, if you let me live, I will let you die, if you don't want to die, don't let me live, otherwise you will be annoyed by life and death, isn't it boring?" ”

"I'm bored, I'm willing!!"

Zhan Yu interrupted her words very firmly, almost without hesitation, and the man smiled lonely: "Eleven, as long as you live, I am willing to bear any price!! ”

No matter what she said, he would not waver in his determination to let her live.

He only wants his eleven, and he doesn't care about all the disturbances in the world.

Zhao Zishi was shocked by his almost stubborn insistence, looked at him, lowered his eyebrows, smiled coldly and said, "Ah Yu, you will definitely regret it!" ”

Her body began to float, drifting away in the aftermath of the extinguishing incense.

When leaving, he saw infinite sadness surging in the man's eyes, he chased out of the hall, chased her outside the hall, in the garden, watched her disappear, and finally hissed: "Eleven, as long as you can live, hold my life with both hands, I am willing!" ”

She lives, he dies, willingly!!

Chang Yang, who was standing behind, suddenly felt sad in his heart.

This love word is really the most hurtful!!

Zhao Zishi has disappeared, Zhan Yu stood on the usual palace road, looking at the red walls and green tiles, and felt a tingling in his eyes, this palace is luxurious and luxurious, but without her, wherever he goes, it is torment.

People, it's all like this, and it is only after losing it that you know what it is to cherish it.

The night was already deep, and the wind blew the branches on both sides of the palace road that had lost their leaves into a strange sound, squeaking, like some strange creature screaming in the dark night, making people feel cold.

Chang Yang looked at the man standing straight not far away, dressed in black and almost blending into the middle of the night.

The wind blew from all directions of the open space, and the black gorgeous robe swayed gently, and occasionally light and shadow fell on the corners of the robe, but it could not illuminate this deep black, rich black, which made people breathless.

It's very depressing.

Just like this man's heart, it is so depressed that it can't hold anything else.

I don't know how long I stood like this, and finally a man's cold voice came from the front: "You said that you have a way to resurrect her, now, tell me, what can you do?" ”

If she couldn't help it, he wouldn't have left her.

Even though this woman's face has a bit of Zhao Zi's appearance, it is not his eleventh after all.

He was equally unmoved.