Ling Ye was perfunctory, and he was about to continue thinking about his scorching, but Han Weixi couldn't help but feel sad when he saw that the only one who could speak ignored her.

Han Weixi didn't know that his mood had been bound to Ling Ye.

When her heart ached, Ling Ye's head seemed to explode, and he broke out in cold sweat.

Damn, does he have to help this stupid woman?

As soon as Ling Ye finished cursing, the pain intensified a little, "Ah..."

It was as if there were thousands of electric currents surging in his head, flowing through every vein in his body.

Burst!

Finally a mouthful of blood gushed out, Ling Ye's eyes were scarlet, staring at the demonic face in the blood in a daze, if he didn't compromise, would he die?

The corners of his lips bloomed with a trace of sadness, when he Lingye, he also needs to be restrained.

"Twilight... I'm so scared, twilight. ”

There was a girl's murmur in her ears, Ling Ye turned her head to look at the mirror image, Han Weixi hugged her thin body tightly, and shrunk herself in the corner, the unknown object behind her that fused with blood and mucus dripped down, and every drop was accompanied by her slight crying.

Ling Ye's eyes moved, he reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up with his knees, his hair fluttering and falling, and he was lying on his broad shoulders.

The breath is a little unstable, but it doesn't affect it, no matter how you say it, he is also an ancient artifact, not so fragile.

With a wave of Ling Ye's pink robe, thousands of spiritual light pink butterflies suddenly fanned out, and as soon as the spiritual butterflies came out, the darkness was completely dispelled, and turned into little light arrows hitting the barrier, and the barrier was quickly swallowed by the light points, and it turned into nothing in an instant.

Pink phantoms came from the void, striding in the air, and thousands of colorful butterflies flickered in the darkness under their feet.

"In that case, I'll help you once."

Ling Ye let out a soft sigh, Han Weixi suddenly raised his head, there were tears in the corners of his eyes, but his eyes were filled with the shocking posture of a pink-clothed young man.

The coldness in his eyes was more than the smile on the corner of his lips, which made Han Weixi feel that this was an unapproachable spirit.

His smile was also embarrassing, but it was just for the sake of being reluctant to be polite to her.

Han Weixi's eyes lowered again, and landed on Ling Ye's palm, which was as delicate as a woman, without a trace of extra wrinkles.

He stretched out his hand, and as soon as he touched the fingertip, he instantly retracted it.

She felt a chill to the bone, no, desolation, to be exact.

It felt as if a person had been alone for 10,000 years, with no one to speak or see the day, counting day by day.

It's as if the meaning of life is all that remains, and if tomorrow passes, there will be one more number.

Han Weixi looked at Ling Ye's cold eyes, but it was a blurry amber color, with a scarlet that had not yet faded.

"Thanks, I can do it myself."

Han Weixi gritted his teeth, stood up against the wall, and smiled awkwardly.

His eyes unnaturally moved to Ling Ye's alienated eyes, and quickly dodged them.

For some reason, she was not afraid, and she must admit that she was afraid of his eyes, not because he might be terrifying.

It's just like looking at a timid little beast that gets it after being discarded, the kind of eyes that don't believe anyone anymore.

You want to give him warmth, but you are deeply afraid that you will become the person who exacerbates the distrust.

simply ignored it, but he couldn't help it.

Han Weixi felt that she was crazy, how could she feel pitiful for a man who was a hundred times stronger than her?

But you can't deceive people with your eyes...

Regardless of people and gods, unless they are extremely scheming and good at hiding their hearts, the rest will be presented through their eyes.

Fang just glanced at it unintentionally, and he didn't have time or need to pretend.

Inexplicable thoughts kept pouring out in Han Weixi, and he was about to be unable to stop.

Fortunately, Ling Ye was not so confused, stroked his frowning brows, and said impatiently: "Do you go or not?" ”

"Ah, let's go."

Han Weixi saw that the great god was going to be impatient, so he accepted it when he saw it, and said with a smile: "I must go." ”

"Hmm."

Ling Ye just glanced at her smile casually, but she was not infected, and there was more hidden sadness in her eyes.

It is scorching, and it looks so good when you laugh, like a peach blossom, it provokes the dazzling spring light, and it fills the whole spring.

Thinking of the girl in the pink skirt, Ling Ye's eyes unconsciously became soft, full of affection.

"Well, can we go?"

Han Weixi had a headache, why was she better, the great god was in a daze again, and you didn't blink when you saw that eye staring at that bloody disgusting thing.

Ay.

There is no help.

"Huh?"

Ling Ye lowered his eyes, raised his eyes and glanced at Han Weixi, seeing her bored expression, he only felt extremely funny.

I think he may not have seen anyone alive for a long time.

"Then let's go."

After Ling Ye finished speaking, he didn't wait for Han Weixi, and he quickly rushed out of the caterpillar's body alone.

Han Weixi was stupid.

With a long mouth, he looked at the few fluttering butterflies left by Ling Ye.

No

What about this man??

Didn't you say we should go together?

It's not a good buddy.

Crying T_T

Han Weixi wanted to cry without tears, and shouted vigorously at the top of his throat: "Help, hey!! ”

Ling Ye was very wanton in that vast world, if it weren't for the faint pain in his brain, he would have left that trouble a long time ago.

Waiting for Han Weixi's voice to become hoarse and almost no movement, Ling Ye wore it.

Carrying Han Weixi, who was paralyzed on the ground, dragged her out.

Han Weixi was powerless to struggle, and he felt like a caterpillar lying motionless on the ground, paddling around on the ground.

It was easy to breathe fresh air, and Han Weixi didn't have time to rejoice in his rebirth, so he hurriedly looked around.

Her twilight must have come to her rescue!

So she looked around, and sure enough, in the grass not far away, she saw a foot.

Han Weixi's heart hung in the air, he wouldn't have an accident, right?

rushed there quickly, but couldn't help crying silently the moment he saw Zhao Jiuchen's face.

His chest trembled violently, his eyes were blurred, and his fine eyelashes had also entered his eyes, Han Weixi was really not looking good when he cried, he only covered his mouth and stared straight at Zhao Jiuchen who had his eyes closed.

Why is she crying?

Han Weixi himself didn't know.

It's just a burst of sadness, and I can't control it.

When we met at this moment, it was really like a world away, the last time she consciously saw him, it was because she killed herself because Su Jin didn't destroy that world.

She clearly saw how desperate Zhao Yu was at that time, and she looked at the man who had always been indifferent but firm, and the belief in her eyes instantly collapsed.

It's that she is not good, she didn't tell him clearly, she didn't trust him a little more, if she thought that Zhao Yu would definitely take her to break the Heavenly Dao and regain her fate, maybe they would still be able to fight, and they wouldn't be as stumbling so far as they are now.

Han Weixi's cold tears fell on Zhao Jiuchen's cheeks, but they became warm, he slowly regained consciousness, and the only remaining belief in his heart told him that he had to wake up, there were people to protect, and there were regrets that he had not recovered.

All of this needs to be done by him.

Under the urging of powerful thoughts, Zhao Jiuchen's heart, which had lost all faith, was ignited again, and the scorching, red, candle-like light gradually became stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, the light hit the eyeballs in an instant, making the world blurred, but the outline of a girl gradually became clear.

Before Zhao Jiuchen could see clearly, he had just opened his dry lips to drive her away, but the white cheeks in front of him suddenly enlarged, and then, the breath he had just recovered was much missing.

There was a familiar breath on his lips, and the jerky movement and gnawing were tingling.

Zhao Jiuchen laughed, chuckled, and a tear in his eyes sank into the ground from the corner of his eye, and he could no longer see it.

He closed his eyes and enjoyed the enthusiasm and nervousness of the people on his body, Han Weixi moved for a long time, but he didn't know the point, he was in a hurry, and couldn't help but reach out to grab Zhao Jiuchen's collar.

This time it seemed to ignite a raging fire, only to feel that the person under her suddenly turned over, Han Weixi's back was attached to the cold ground, and she was out of breath under the heavy weight.

The breeze swept across her cheeks, bringing a hint of coolness, a hint of shyness, and in a blur, the light above her head appeared sometimes on the left, and sometimes on the right.

Han Weixi is undergoing this baptism, and his own breath is being deprived little by little, replacing the breath of others.

I also found that there seemed to be ants crawling on my body, which was itchy and unbearable.

"Twilight, twilight..."

Han Weixi gasped and called, and a gentle answer came from his ears.

"Weixi, I'm here."

This sound is extremely reassuring, more reliable and gentle than thousands of love words, deeply penetrating Han Weixi's sensitive heart, and enveloping her little heart.

Not far away, Ling Ye looked coldly at the person who was squirming in the grass, needless to say that he understood what he was doing.

But this blue sky and white day, really don't treat him as a person?

The next thing is to go to the grove, after all, there are trees to shade it, what is going on in the grass?

Ling Ye had a headache, he didn't want to see it, but men are naturally sensitive and curious about this kind of thing, they really don't see anything, what kind of man is he called?

Especially when he feels this way, he is simply addicted, but whenever there is anything related to it, he can't help but think about it.

There used to be Zhuo Zhuo to learn with him, but it was also wonderful, and they enjoyed the fun of growing up with each other.

But now that Scorching is gone, he can't look at this thing in vain, right?

Fortunately, Han Weixi asked for face, not to the point of being shameless, and when Zhao Jiuchen was about to be shameless, he slapped him on the face, and he got up with a blank look.

Zhao Jiuchen covered his face happily, took Han Weixi's little hand, and refused to let go of anything.

It's all over the eyes, my daughter-in-law looks so handsome when she beats someone, does it hurt to hit someone's hand?

Thinking that he really went to see Han Weixi's hand, Han Weixi exclaimed: "What are you doing?!" ”

"Weixi?"

Zhao Jiuchen was stunned, she actually got rid of him, and Zhao Jiuchen, who had never seen him in two lifetimes, felt a little grievance in his heart, so he couldn't stand Han Weixi's bad treatment for a moment.