Ying Hua died, and died on Mo Qinghong's request.

From the moment she fell in love with Mo Qinghong and used intrigue to mutilate Liuli, she was destined to suffer the consequences.

After her death, Liuli woke up and woke up in Mo Qinghong's arms.

Mo Qinghong was ecstatic, and his heart, which was torn apart from pain, healed in an instant.

"Glass...... Liuli ...... "His glass has finally come to life."

Liuli raised her eyes and looked at Mo Qinghong, the corners of her bloody mouth curved slightly, and she raised a sweet smile: "Brother Qinghong...... I've got my revenge......"

It was Yinghua that she killed with her own hands, and it was she who avenged the Haiyu clan and herself with her own hands.

"Huh." Mo Qinghong responded happily, kissed her lips and said, "My glass has taken revenge, it is my own revenge, but it's amazing." ”

Liuli's smile grew stronger, and in the next moment, he actually laughed out loud.

Ten thousand years ago, the creatures of all races laughed at her, saying that she was a noble-born waste, who had no status as the head of a clan, but had no ability.

Today, she has proved herself with her abilities, she is not a waste, she is a patriarch who can avenge her people!

Thinking of those dead clansmen, Liuli's smile disappeared, tears flowed from her eyes, and she gradually cried.

She was sorry for the Sea Feather Clan, it was her incompetence that killed them.

Mo Qinghong saw her crying, hurriedly hugged her, and coaxed softly: "Liuli is good...... Don't cry, don't cry, it's all over. ”

He kissed her tears, and his heart ached, deeply understanding that those tragic experiences, no matter how many years have passed, will never really pass.

It would always be with her, stabbing her heart when she dreamed back in the middle of the night.

"Don't cry...... I'm here, and I'll always be with you, and no one will hurt you again. Mo Qinghong hugged her and coaxed her for a long time before letting Liuli smile again.

"Well, I'm not crying anymore." Liuli raised a light smile and secretly swore that from now on, she would live happily for those dead clansmen.

Mo Qinghong raised his hand, his fingertips touched the corners of her lips, and touched the smile on her lips.

This smile is precious, and after that, he will spend the rest of his life guarding this happy smile for her.

They watched from the side, and they were also very happy for Liuli.

However, they were happy, but Gu Jinse wanted to cry.

After waking up from the nightmare, Gu Jinse kept hiding in the corner and shivering, until Yinghua died, and she completely woke up.

After she woke up, she kept secretly scolding herself, stupid, really stupid.

Why did she believe Yinghua's nonsense and follow her to take revenge?

Now, Ying Hua is dead, if Mo Qinghong knew that she was Ying Hua's accomplice, he would definitely kill her.

Mo Qinghong has spiritual power, she is just a mortal without spiritual power, she is not Mo Qinghong's opponent at all, at that time, there will be only a dead end.

The more Gu Jinse thought about it, the more scared he became, and the more he feared, the more he hated Yinghua.

Bah!

What spiritual power, what god-level power, it's all nonsense.

When it was a real duel, it was so vulnerable, and it was a big loss for her to shout at the master who had been painting for so many days.

Gu Jinse was furious and felt that she had lost money, but Ying Hua was dead, and she couldn't settle accounts with Ying Hua.

Suppressing her anger, she half-lifted her eyes and glanced around.

When his eyes swept over the dream, the anger in his heart could barely be suppressed!

It's just that beside the waste of Dream Shock, there are two fairy-like men standing.

One is Beiyin's brother she has admired for many years, and the other is a man she has never seen.

The man was tall, had a cold and arrogant temperament, and a face was even more handsome.