"Don't say anything, two dragons play with pearls, two tigers fight, two or three are gained." When Su Xue said this, Su Xue only felt pity, and still wanted to try the water to death.

After a while, Su Xue followed and continued to speak: "Half-hearted, three-hearted, three-hearted, three-legged, three-legged, three-hearted, three-legged." ”

However, at this time, the people from the northern continent didn't buy it. After all, Su Xue, as expected, she is really capable of water!

"Enough!"

At the same time, at this time, the leader of the people who came from the northern continent. It is estimated that if he doesn't come out to stop Su Xue. I'm afraid that Su Xue can count from one to ten, and she can count to the old age.

"What? I'm counting from one to ten! Is there something wrong? Otherwise, you can count, it just so happens that I am also a little tired. At the same time, at this moment, at this time, Su Xue, who was interrupted, had no choice but to force a smile and show that she didn't care.

At the same time, at this moment, at this time, the more than 10 million troops have all disappeared. Sure enough, it's a hurry to come, and it's a hurry to go! This is an army of more than 10 million, so many people, and they have disappeared in front of everyone's eyes. Make no mistake, this is too child's play.

No wonder, the group of people who came from the Southern Continent, at this moment, at this time, couldn't stand it, Su Xue continued to go down in front of them. It is estimated that when Su Xue continues to go down, they will all have to wait here until they die of old age.

"Hmph, I wanted to kill you directly. But you look good, and if you stew the soup, it will definitely be very delicious. "This pervert, if it's really not a human being, actually wants to eat people!

It's too late! Cannibalism!

He's a pervert, and now he doesn't stay where he is. At this moment, he has already attacked Su Xue. On this western continent, no matter who they are, to them, they are all just ants.

Even on the Western Continent, Su Xue, who is respected as the empress, is no exception.

When the salty pig's trotters were about to shoot on Su Xue's body. Suddenly, Su Xue secretly thought to herself in the depths of her heart: Is it that I am going to die like this? Is he really not coming back? Perhaps, it was all my wishful thinking.

At this time, Su Xue's mind was like a movie, showing bits and pieces of herself and the emperor.

Perhaps, this is a replay before death.

There has always been a saying in this world: some people are dead but still alive, and some people are alive but already dead.

For some people, life is a long parabola, even if it will eventually land, but there is a beautiful arc. Some people's lives are like a bird, going through their lives in a dashing way, but they have a tragic ending. Some people's lives are like a meteor, short and beautiful through every minute and second.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, and 'joy and mourning' seems to show that the death of the elderly is not a kind of happiness from time to time? After experiencing the vicissitudes of life, feeling the ups and downs, isn't it a pleasure to go to heaven to get the sublimation of life?

And the death of the emperor and the death of the child seem to be a little desolate. The red candle of life has just been lit, or at its most memorable, it is deliberately blown out by a mischievous God. Is it one's own misfortune, or is it God's punishment? It seems to be their fate. Although I don't believe that there are gods and spirits in the way, I agree with one thing: when it's your turn, hide, you can never hide.

It has been said that death is the end of a person's life. No, death is a turning point in a person's life.

People are not the more brilliant they are, the more beautiful. When a flower blooms, it will wither like a flower. Some people enjoy a life of glory and wealth, but after death, they are spurned by their descendants. And some people go through the whole journey plainly, but they occupy a pivotal position in people's hearts.

The tiny star is often unnoticed, but once he faces death, dragging his bright and charming tail across the night sky, it attracts countless young boys and girls.

To say that death is a turning point in life is a bit bleak. However, life often encounters turning points, and nothing is more important than death. He gave a fair score to people's lives, high or low, but it is the truest portrayal of a person's life.

In winter, a few withered yellow leaves turn into sharp arrows in the wind, cutting through the throat of the moon, and an eagle hovers in the winter shadows, flying low and soaring into the sky, it shiveres in the bitter cold, humming the song of the eagle, echoing in the sky.

Through the clouds and seeing the sun, the eagle flutters its wings. Blue sky, it's a dream! It sings.

Gray day, drizzle. It flapped its wings in the light rain, a bunch of irises swayed in the wind, and it flew vigorously because its love was in the blue sky, because the blue sky had the dreams it was looking for, and the blue sky had its favorite eyes and its favorite nose. It soars in the night sky, crosses thousands of mountains and rivers, bathes in the moonlight, weaves fables in the dark and silent sky, and iris carries a small wildflower, looking for a home of love in the blue sky.

The dream of the eagle, the soul of the oasis in the blue sky, the common landscape. The gentle caress of the moonlight, and it sleeps peacefully in the depths of the forest.

When it woke up, it hovered lonely on the top of the mountains, flying up and down, soaring into the sky. The broad blue sky, the free, happy and lonely soaring, the wind howling, closing your eyes and indulging in the familiar mountains, the green pines and cypresses, the beautiful fields, the blue ocean, the small bridges and flowing water under the mountains, the mandarin ducks playing in the water, and the eagles playing coquettish attachment in the embrace of the blue sky.

The leaves are flying, the memories are hazy, only the ethereal phantom, holding the knife, smoothing out the corners of the mouth with a touch of lightness.

Perhaps, leaf fall is not death, it is a kind of wisdom, a new beginning. The green leaves survive the summer and choose to wither, and in order to avoid a senseless dispute with the temperature, they give hope to the fallen leaves.

At the same time, at the corner of Su Xue's eyes, a drop of blood and tears couldn't help but fall.

It's really strange, Su Xue, at this time, a drop of blood and tears fell.

This drop of blood and tears fell inexplicably, and there was no warning at all.

It's ridiculous, is it the hand that slapped at Su Xue. No, that's not a hand, that's a pig's trotter, that's a big pig's trotter!

The ridiculous big pig's trotters are this ridiculous big pig's trotters, which are about to kill Empress Su Xue!

Empress Su Xue, this falls?

No! No! No!

It's all this time, Ye Chen, aren't you showing up yet?

Yan Hanyu is dead, you can't do anything.

Su Xue has waited for you for a hundred years.

Now that Su Xue is about to die, there is nothing you can do.

After all, what use are you as a man!