Luo Yue was like a blooming red lotus, falling along with the broken stones and soil.

The fall was accompanied by endless fear, she no longer had the strength to struggle, and the pain in her body was numb.

She was so sleepy, really sleepy, she closed her eyes, the demon pill lay quietly in her arms, and her breathing became very slow and slow.

How long this abyss is, no one knows. Because Luo Yue's wounds have healed, and her bloody clothes have dried up, she is still falling, and she can't see her appearance clearly in that black hole.

This abyss was at least a few thousand meters deep, and when Luo Yue was about to reach the bottom, there was hot magma below. She never woke up, and she missed her chance to survive at the end.

The magma was red, and there was a "clatter" sound of boiling water, and in the space of about 100 meters above the magma, there were thousands of sparks flying wildly.

If this wasn't purgatory, it would look like something else. Luo Yue's body passed through the Martian Seeds so calmly, and they wanted to set Luo Yue's clothes on fire one after another, but they didn't do what they wanted.

The demon pill flew out of Luo Yue's arms, emitting a red light at a distance of half a palm, wrapping Luo Yue in the light, and those sparks couldn't get close at all.

When the magma was close at hand, the demon pill seemed to self-destruct, and Luo Yue burrowed into the crimson magma one step faster.

And Luo Yue lay in the magma lightly, not falling or floating, like a lonely boat swaying slightly with the ripples of the magma.

She lay quietly like this, for a day, two days, countless days, so long that she almost forgot that she was still alive.

Luo Yue had been dreaming, dreaming of her mother's kind face and her father's serious expression. There is also the school she attended, her classmates, the man who hurt her, and her best friend who betrayed her.

Because of this betrayal, she decided to go on a trip, she wanted to forget about some people and things, and she forgot about it for more than a year, and even began to enjoy a life of wandering.

As soon as the style of painting changed, she dreamed of the cabin again, the sixth and the eighth, Yi Dongli, Yi Aotian, Zhu Yueying, Li Xueying, and Yi Mochen, whom she loved deeply.

These dreams kept breaking into her mind like a replay of life, and it wasn't until she dreamed of Lin Qingcheng's vicious face that she was unwilling to shed tears.

At this time, the magma, which had been lonely for thousands of years, finally welcomed a second guest.

The man crept in from above, dressed in peach-colored clothes and holding a folding fan with a peach blossom depicting a tree.

His hair was tied up and meticulous, and he was tall and tall. He was not strong, and even a little slender, but he couldn't stop his mesmerizing temperament.

He is very good-looking, good-looking like a prosperous flower, eyebrows and eyes like peach blossoms, lips like peonies, and even like white lotus, all the beauty seems to be born because of him, and the adjectives are too boring.

Luo Yue's eyes were still closed, and the man's toes had stopped beside Luo Yue.

He looked at the sleeping man and said, "This woman looks good, but her fate is a little bumpy." If it weren't for the aura of the blades that attracted me, you might have to be here for the ancients.

You should have slept for a long time looking at you, and I will also give Qiu Blade a favor, send you back! But don't ask for that demon pill, it's also a thing for a thing! ”

The voice is very evil.,Can't tell if it's a man or a woman.,And this person is too beautiful.,If it weren't for his chest being too flat.,Maybe he would be regarded as a woman who is all over the country.。。

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