He smiled slightly, "I said that I would marry you, and it might be ......"

After a pause, the young man said, "I'm going to break my promise." ”

He has never broken his word to Sister A.

This is the first time.

And for the last time.

Su Qiao raised his eyes slightly, and he didn't know why he had the illusion of being in a trance and being kept in the dark.

"You ......" she stretched out her hand and grabbed the other party's sleeve, and asked word by word, "What are you going to do?" ”

I don't know why.

At this time, Su Heng actually gave her the illusion that she could be scattered with a light touch.

But......

How is this possible.

Su Qiao shook his head slightly, barely sobering up a little.

She pursed her lips and looked out the window.

I saw that a formation was quietly forming in the courtyard at some point, and the familiar position of the array was exactly the same as the previous life.

Su Qiao's pupils trembled slightly.

Sword Formation......

The formation that allowed her to successfully die in the previous life.

Once this formation is laid out, one of the two must die.

There is no way to crack it.

It's just that......

In the last life, it was those old men who set up the righteous path, what about this life?

Su Heng bent his eyes slightly, gently circled her, put his chin against the little girl's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "It's the way of heaven." ”

What is the Way of Heaven?

It's just to maintain the order of this world.

The so-called consummation of the system is nothing more than marrying them.

After that, the direction is still the same as in the previous life.

Su Qiao bit the corner of his lip, he didn't expect this Heavenly Dao to be such a dog.

What about the promised compensation?

Lao Tzu compensates your sister.

The two of them walked out of the courtyard one after the other, and the sword array had already been formed, and it was too late to break it.

Su Qiao didn't investigate why he knew about Heavenly Dao, she was still frantic and wondering why she wanted to die.

Su Heng lowered his eyes, looked at her, and suddenly whispered.

The water ripples at the bottom of the young man's eyes were gentle, and he bent his eyes and smiled sweetly, "Sister~"

"Huh?" She came to her senses and blinked.

"Shall I take you out?" Su Heng said with a smile.

Then, when Su Qiao was at a loss, the young man grabbed her slender waist, and the sword shadows around her were like blades sweeping from all directions, and there was no way to avoid it.

Su Heng didn't lift his eyelids, and wrapped the little girl in his arms impenetrable, the sharp blade was like Ling Chi, and his palms were pinched and bleeding from pain.

"Su Heng!" Su Qiao's pupils shrank tightly, she had sacrificed to the formation.

No one knew better than her that the longer this sword formation stayed, the more sword shadows would become.

In the end, the people in the formation are truly and truly alive and dead.

She had a system to block pain at that time, but Su Heng didn't.

The little girl looked at Su Heng blankly, her drooping fingertips trembled slightly, and for the first time she understood what it meant to be helpless.

"It's the last time...... the young man turned pale, muttered in a low voice, and his fingertips gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I was talking in the last life......

No one knew that he had begged everyone in the Authority just to meet her again.

The corners of Su Qiao's lips twitched, and he didn't know why he looked at the embarrassed young man in white in front of him, and his eyes were slightly astringent.

From the first time they met, she knew that this great demon king was an extremely proud person.

Come to think of it.

At the age of fifteen, he washed the martial arts in blood, survived nine deaths, and became a big devil that everyone avoided.

The young man who was like a beautiful spring water clenched the girl's wrist slightly, and hugged the person into his arms with a pale face, "Forget me after you go out of the sword formation." ”

Su Heng smiled lightly, the blood dripping from the corners of his lips on the white clothes was particularly eye-catching, and the strength of the crook of his arm did not decrease but increased, "After all, I am not good to you......"

The pale glow shrouded the sword array, and the fallen snow that had not yet melted was piled up on the branches outside the village, and the evening breeze blew gently in the air, which was particularly gentle and gentle.

The red line is thousands of turns, like a bright moon...... Hope continues, but it can't be killed.