She didn't know if this was a deliberate act of the Heavenly Dao or an invasion by another mysterious force.

She didn't know when such a day would end.

In this way, the pain that can't be escaped even if he desperately wants to escape makes Yin Du feel that the whole person is sluggish.

She wanted to be free, desperate for free.

The feeling of still having to endure pain in a coma, she had experienced it for hundreds of years, thousands of years, thousands of years, thousands of years, and she really didn't want to hold on hopelessly like this.

The big deal is that the soul is scattered and ashes are gone, and there is no chance of reincarnation.

But, so what.

She had lived for so many years, and there were a few days when she was truly happy.

She laughed stupidly and didn't listen to Meng Po's words.

The dialogue across the years was futile.

Meng Po sighed: "Stinky Ancient God, you really deserve it." ”

deserved, deserved, like a spell, directly lifted the fragility in Yin Du's heart.

She closed her eyes in agony, refusing to open them again.

She really deserved it......

Demon Venerable......

No, that's what Heavenly Dao said about her.

He said she deserved it, she was cheap, and she deserved it.

She felt like that, too.

She really deserved it.

But why is she so uncomfortable?

This feeling of heartache still hurts her heart, even after so many years.

It hurt so much that when an irrelevant person mentioned these two words, her heart couldn't help but tighten.

She was overwhelmed with painful memories of remorse.

The gears of pain misfit again.

She vaguely seemed to see the sunshine of the year when she first saw the Demon Venerable.

Demon Venerable......

It's the Demon Venerable.

It's not the way of heaven.

The only one she had ever liked was the only one she had ever liked.

Her Demon Venerable.

He did something wrong again, but he just met him.

The demon he provoked destroyed him directly.

Meng Po is right, she deserves it. She didn't just hurt herself, she hurt so many people.

She relied on the power of the ancient gods to help Tiandao do so many bad things, and after all, she destroyed the last bit of Demon Venerable's remnant soul.

What a sunny day that year, when the snow melted, what did she see?

She saw the light in her life.

The light illuminated her gloom.

No one else could give her the same feelings.

No one can anymore.

Her light cannot be replicated.

So when her light is gone, she's going to be gone.

Soon it will be gone.

Soon, soon, soon.

After so many years, I don't know if I can ask for another luxury.

Yin Du's disembodied body shed tears.

In the corner where no one could see, the brand suddenly flashed.

Seeing that she was unwilling to cooperate, Meng Po had already turned around and discussed countermeasures with the king of Hades.

"As soon as Yin Du comes out like this, I'm afraid that the person above will soon know about Ji Li's existence." Meng Po said, as the most sober of all people, what she put forward is often to the point.

"The mistake is that we have a pig teammate." The judge added coldly.

Unexpectedly, the king of Hades's face suddenly changed greatly, and he took the shocking wood in his hand and went to pat the judge: "Who asked you to say that about her." ”

The judge was taken by surprise and was directly dumbfounded, and while he didn't know why the king of Hades had such a big reaction, Meng Po also looked at him with pity: "If your brain is not good, take medicine early."

No matter how Yin Du says it, he is also a noble ancient god, you are a little judge, and you have such a big breath to judge her?

What's more, she's just a pathetic person. ”