012 Recurrence of heart disease

"Don't you know what you're saying and doing? Do you think that you can clear your suspicion in front of this king with just a few words? Martial arts are useless, scars can be removed, only this face," Yan Shao pinched my chin vigorously, "How can it be that it looks exactly the same?" ”

His face is almost close to my face, so close observation I found that Yan Shao's appearance can be said to be flawless regardless of face shape or facial features, almost perfect, I have always felt that people's appearance, especially men's appearance, too perfect will reveal a bewitching atmosphere, which makes people dare not look directly.

However, I am by no means susceptible to this perfect face, because it seems to me that it is intimidating except for its beauty but without any warmth, and this ruthless and bewitching face is like the heart-shaped crystal that Yan gave me last year.

The crystal stone is uncarved, and there is a drop of blood and tears in the middle, which makes people's hearts beat at first glance, and I feel very strange and infiltrating when I stare at it, making people feel cold, just like at this moment.

My heart palpitated, the pain struck, as if the heart disease had recurred, I unconsciously let go of the hand that had been holding my shoulder to protect my shirt, I didn't want to be too close to him, and the hand that had been holding on to the flute was against his chest.

The other hand couldn't help but touch his heart and said: "It's useless to talk so much, but at this moment, the evidence is insufficient, can the prince let it go, and let him go down to the Jin Palace, borrow a piece of clothing to cover his shame." ”

Because of the pain and discomfort, I had no intention of entanglement, and my will to hold on was gradually disintegrating, I didn't care about the torn clothes gradually slipping off my shoulders, but I just pressed the jade flute tightly against Yan Shao's chest, for fear that I would not be able to support it and fall to him.

"What's wrong with you?"

Yan Shao probably saw that my expression was abnormal, but he showed a little flustered, I wanted to tell him that I had a heart disease, but in the end I was still unable to speak, my eyes were black, and I finally fell into his arms.

- Countless coffins hung from the valley of ghosts in the mountains, and those hanging coffins carried countless ghosts and souls, gloomily suspended under the stars, and there was no sign of life, but the struggles and cries from hell could be heard.

Due east, at the top, the stunning girl in the crystal hanging coffin between the starry sky and the bright moon seemed to be only a stone's throw away, the stars bloomed, the moonlight focused, and all the elves in the heaven and earth seemed to be gathered into a light, and the light gathered the girl in the crystal hanging coffin, and finally reflected her pathos and beauty proudly in the world.

The starry sky and the bright moon are within reach overhead, and the night is shrouded in the continuous cliffs and oneself who has been fooled and abandoned by the world.

She searched for an exit for life in a sealed space, she accepted her situation calmly and peacefully, she would not compromise with the desperate situation, she wanted to leave the crystal coffin hanging between the cliffs.

There was a small gap at the bottom of the coffin, and a trace of cold air slowly penetrated, not cold, just the right amount of freshness, and it was also the evidence of her resurrection here.

Her eyebrows were picturesque, now curved like a crescent moon, and she laughed to herself.

"Since I can be resurrected in the hanging coffin, since there is such a gap, then, I must not die."

She lay down, her eyes piercing through the crystal lid, smiling at the starry sky, listening to the wind that weaved through the valley wilderness, like an ancient and mysterious spell.

"Phewβ€”" A strange sound came from the starry sky, like a call, and like a call.

Immediately after that, the giant black eagle swirled down, and it seemed to hear the cry of its master, flapping its huge wings and neighing excitedly.