When he looked at Zhao Zi, his eyes gradually softened.

It's time for him and hers, Eleven, do you know how much I miss you?

Changyang's face changed, he reined in, and said lightly: "The courtiers will go down now, but the emperor, you have to watch the time, the soul of the princess can only stay in this mortal world for a stick of incense, and after a stick of incense passes, she will disappear." ”

She pointed to the incense burner on the altar, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

What's the biggest sadness in the world?

It is to face a person you love deeply, after a life and death, and then another life and death, such a bone-chilling pain, to repeat it again, that taste, it is really very refreshing!!

Chang Yang thought for a moment, raised his sleeves, and covered his lips.

Covered all that sneer.

Zhan Yu's body stiffened, raised his hand and swayed it gently, and said a little weakly, "I know, you go down." ”

The time of a stick of incense, he and her, originally had a lifetime of time, and now, there is only a stick of incense left, which is really the saddest thing.

Before Chang Yang bowed down, when he glanced at Zhao Zi, it was unprovoked, and that look made people feel creepy.

The door was gently shut, and the leaking wind blew the candle flame a few times.

Zhan Yu looked at the woman in front of him, his eyebrows were Qinghua, shrouded in the shadow of the lights, that grace, the country and the city.

It's still the same as it was then.

He raised his hand to touch her face, and for a moment remembered that it was only her soul, and he couldn't touch her at all, and his hand froze again in mid-air, but he couldn't suppress the trembling.

finally suppressed his words and asked tremblingly: "Eleven, do you blame me?" ”

He thought that when he saw him again, his eleven would scold him, hate him, and be hysterical.

However, what surprised him was that this woman was so quiet that he was at a loss, and there was no hatred, was there just no love.

As soon as this thought came to him, his face suddenly turned extremely pale.

The whole heart was panicked, and no matter what, it was difficult to calm the trembling in my heart.

Zhao Zishi raised his head and looked at Zhan Yu, seeing through the thoughts in his eyes at a glance, she still understood him, and he hoped that she would be hysterical in front of him, as if that would make him feel safe.

But now, where is the hysteria in her?

Thinking about it, he lowered his head, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Do you think I shouldn't hate you?" ”

It's really funny, he knows she will hate him, why do he ask?

Don't you give up?

She clutched her chest and tried to stand up, but found that the heart was as if it was pinched by a hand, and it hurt terribly, and she looked out of the hall with a slightly flustered expression, as if she saw a flashing black shadow.

It's going to be long-lasting.

Could it be that she is still casting spells in Anzhongshan now?

She secretly settled her mind, not afraid, with the Shura King here, she should, nothing can happen.

I can only comfort myself like this.

"Then why would you like to come back to see me?"

The man's eyes were dark, and he always selfishly wanted her not to hate him, not to hate him, and between them, it was still like before, as if nothing had happened.

Hearing him ask, Zhao Zishi suddenly laughed.