The power of her red soul slowly faded.

The red in his eyes gradually faded......

The brilliance in his eyes slowly faded......

Hands slid down his chest......

Hua Lihuang subconsciously wanted to hold down her sliding hand, wanted to keep it, wanted to keep it in her heart, didn't want her to go, didn't want to go......

But what is he keeping?!

He already felt that this time, he couldn't keep her......

“……”

"Princess Mirror?" Zhou Xiao'an rushed over after a bloody battle, and suddenly noticed that something was wrong and hurriedly shouted, "Prison! ”

Hua Lanluo looked back at her, and there was a glint of water in her eyes.

"Yasuko, I'm sorry......"

I can't be with you anymore, this time, I really have to say goodbye.

The last glimmer of light in Hua Lijing's eyes dissipated, and his body suddenly softened and fell to the ground.

The hand was withdrawn from the chest that Hua Lihuang was pressing, as if it had taken away the last trace of warmth in Hua Lihuang's heart.

And then all that was left was cold and empty......

It didn't hurt, he never knew it hurt, but it seemed like something had touched his face. He looked up, and suddenly saw that the dark clouds in the sky were dissipating, and the sun was shining down, dazzling so brightly that his eyes hurt.

The moment he closed his eyes, he seemed to hear a sound from the clouds:

Bye......

"What did you do to her?"

Qingyu Luanling pushed the flowers out of the wilderness hard.

As if she had been crushed by her, he took a few steps backwards.

Qing Yu Luanling picked up the flower on the ground: "Prison, Prison, wake up!" ”

She reached out to her snort......

And gas!

He hurriedly said to Hua Lihuang: "Still alive, alive!" ”

"Woo, woo woo...... "The clown cried so much that he ran over to listen to the heartbeat of the flower leaving the mirror, and was surprised for a while, and then continued to cry, "If the soul demon appears again, it will be gone!" ”

"What did you say, clown?" Qingyu Luanling's face suddenly turned pale, "You say it again." ”

"My master can't come back, his soul is gone......"

Qing Yu Luan Ling sat on the ground with a weak leg, and after a long time, he reacted, turned his head and asked Hua Lihuang: "It's so difficult to save it, why do you have to come to this point?" ”

Why......

The temperature in his chest burned again, but there was a burst of coldness inside, and Hua Li turned around and walked in the direction of Hua Lanyue.

Ni Man opened her spiritual power and wanted to protect Hua Lanyue to the death, but her little strength was extremely weak to Hua Lihuang.

Hua Lihuang sent her flying with a black spiritual power, and he grabbed Hua Lanyue's clothes and dragged her away.

Qingyu Luanling looked at the flower in her hand and left the mirror, tears fell down, thinking about the last look of the flower garden, her heart was like a knife, and she could only hold the flower away from the mirror tightly in her arms and cry bitterly.

She really felt this grade of flower clums, and she was really gone......

yes, it's a completely different feeling.

At this moment, the flower chimney felt like a dandelion that had been blown away, floating around lightly, not knowing where to go.

The body is neither cold nor warm, like the air scattered in the heavens and the earth, like the flowing wind, like the vast earth, the body is everywhere.

Whether you have your eyes open or closed, your vision is white.

Does the meaning of the soul disappear forever in this world, and disappear into the mountains and rivers?

In the future, whether it is the Cangyuan Continent or the new century, there will never be a flower chimney again.

In the end, he lived so hard, but he still went to extinction.

Do you regret it?

No, can't regret it.

This is her life, from the beginning to the end, even if she leaves a lot of regrets, she can't regret it......

It's just a pity.

She made Zhou Xiaoan sad again.

She thought she would see Qinglan again.

She thought she would at least be able to say goodbye to Nine Thousand Streams.

At least it can convince the flower to leave the wasteland......

No, maybe her existence was destined to be so short, except that people who knew she was a flower brooder would feel sad, maybe others wouldn't feel her disappearing at all.

Maybe after she comes out of Hua Lijing's body, Hua Lijing's soul will be able to return to her body.

As long as Hua Lijing returns, Hua Lihuang will not notice what he has lost.

Then two months later, Jiu Qianliu and Ba carried a lot of flowers to marry back to Dongyue, and the princess and the prince lived happily ever after......

Although I feel like I'm a bit cannon fodder, this is originally a life of flowers, isn't it?

She's just a clamourie who should have disappeared two years ago.

Well, so be it......

Suddenly, the heart calmed down, like a sleep that never dreamed, the white light in her eyes vanished, and the flower was plunged into complete darkness.

It's quiet.

The world has nothing to do with her anymore......

A few days later.

Nine thousand streams came to the Xiqi Imperial Palace.

In fact, on the day when Hua Lijing disappeared, he had already chased non-stop, but because Hua Lijing and Niman went directly to Baixi Prefecture through the teleportation treasure, even he couldn't catch up immediately.

On the way here, he had already learned the approximate cause of Hua Lijing's injury, but when he arrived at the Great West Gate, he was already empty.

He immediately continued to chase to Jincheng, and came to the palace in Xiqi, the girl who was safe and sound by his side a few days earlier, was already lying in bed unconscious when he saw him today.

This is unacceptable to him in any way?

Naturally, he wants to do everything he can to save him, but he always has to ask for an explanation.

Why did Hua Lihuang dare to hurt his people?

Nine thousand streams of anger swelled from the Shengshi Pavilion to the Jingyang Palace.

"Third Highness, please wait, I'll go and inform King Ning first......"

How could he wait for Miao Yin to inform Hua Lihuang, he had already entered the main hall of Jingyang Hall directly, and the fiery red robe kept flying as he walked.

"Flowers are out of the wilderness!"

At this time, Hua Lihuang sat in front of the bookcase, holding a half-seen dossier, dressed in a navy blue palace uniform, looking a little depressed, with solemn black hair tied behind his head, and his slender eyes under his bangs were full of sharp chills.

When Nine Thousand Streams came in from outside the door, the moment the eyes of the two collided, lightning and stone fire, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly tensed.

The two looked at each other for a long time.

Jiuqianliu's bright red mouth opened lightly, and his voice was silky but murderous: "You hurt the girl in this palace?" ”

His girl?

Is he worthy to say this?

Hua Lihuang put the scroll on the desk, and his voice was always cold and resolute.

"In the Xiqi Palace, there is no girl from Dongyue Kingdom, you are in the wrong place."

There is no wind in the room, and the nine thousand silver filaments are slightly raised: "Hua Lijing is the person of the palace, if she has a half-point difference, the palace will use the entire Xiqi country to compensate." ”

Hua Lihuang's expression was as cold as a blade: "This king is worried that there is no way to send troops, so welcome to attack." ”

"Hua Lihuang, do you really think that no one can kill you?" The red robe of the nine thousand streams flipped over, the blue aura on his body was gas, and the amber murderous aura in his eyes was very weird, "If you don't get Qinglan back, I will kill you." ”

Why didn't he want to find Qinglan?

But Hua Lijing fell into a coma like this, the signs of life still existed, and no one knew where Qinglan was if he couldn't touch the lock order.

He also wants to get that damn Qinglan out!

The black spiritual power of the flower desolate burned from his body.

What nine thousand people, what elegiac sword he already felt didn't matter, the important thing was that the tenth move of the flower clamour burned in his chest so much that he wanted to meet the gods and kill the gods, and the Buddha and kill the Buddha!

There's nowhere to solve it.

Since the nine thousand streams automatically came to the door, it couldn't be better.

Call!!

The spiritual power on the two of them was burning at the same time, the momentum was overwhelming, and the murderous aura was like a bow, and they were about to do it......

"The emperor has arrived—"

The shouts of Father-in-law Fu Lu sounded, interrupting the arrogance of the two of them at the right time.

Hua Wuji entered the Jingyang Hall under the escort of a group of entourage, and in addition to him, there was a slender man dressed in white beside him.

This person asked Hua Wuji to give three points, and when he entered the door, he said:

"National teacher, please."

National teacher?

Hua Lihuang and the murderous aura of the nine thousand streams barely descended, and suddenly because he saw the people who followed Hua Wuji in, the undercurrent moved.

Obviously, neither of them wants to see the great master.

The Great Master didn't care at all, and stepped into the house before the emperor.

The green silk like flowing water hangs behind him, a floor-length white robe is extraordinary, and under a silver mask on his face, a pair of eyes are as clear as a spring, and as soon as he steps into the room, he feels that the whole space is cool and cool.

As if no one was in a land, he walked forward.

Sit down in your robe.

Only then did he look up at the people inside, and there was a hint of indifference at the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't tell whether it was a smile or a sarcasm.

The maid respectfully brought the tea.

Hua Wuji sat down with the national teacher and said, "Third Highness, I know that you are concerned about Jing'er's injury, and I specially invite the national teacher to come and treat Jing'er. Fang Cai Guoshi had already gone to see Jing'er, and said that Jing'er would wake up in three days. ”

"Is his word credible?"

There are only nine thousand streams in the whole world, who dare to question the words of the great power teacher like this, right?

The national teacher was not angry, and the corners of his mouth that were originally indifferent were slightly raised when he spoke: "This seat is not credible, Your Royal Highness will know if you ask King Ning." ”

Why ask him? Hua Li snorted coldly and replied that it was all saved.

"It's weird." The national teacher's voice always had a three-point smile when he spoke, which made people unable to understand what he was thinking, "This seat treats Princess Jing, and if you don't get thanks, why don't you feel a very unfriendly atmosphere?" ”

“……”

It is said that the great teacher of Xiqi has great powers and is a god-like existence.

He has also saved Hua Lijing many times, and the last soul demon was also sealed by him, although the nine thousand stream subconscious doesn't like him, but as long as he can save the girl, whether he likes it or not is secondary.

"Since the national teacher is so powerful, why don't you let her wake up immediately now?"

The national teacher opened the white porcelain teacup, held it up and brought it to his mouth, a wisp of heat blurred in front of him, and there was indescribable elegance.

In terms of appearance, I am afraid that only the great teachers in the world will not be overshadowed in the nine thousand streams, not only will they not lose their color, but they can also show their elegant style in the extraordinarily enchanting peerless elegance of the nine thousand streams, and they will be a school of their own.

"Princess Mirror will wake up immediately now, there is still one thing missing."

Missing the same?