Chapter 7: The Dark Doll 7
After saying that, he hurriedly walked out, and even forgot to take the hat on his head.
On the other side, Nan Dui's face turned pale in an instant, and the knuckled fingers on the armrest of the chair tightened suddenly, and the green tendons on the back of his hand all emerged one by one.
Nan Du held back the discomfort of his body, looked at Chi Yuan, who was half-kneeling on the ground as soon as he came back, and said with a cold expression that he would not make an example and let him retreat.
Chi Yuan's face was as expressionless as ever, and he only glanced at Nan Du with guilt and self-reproach in his eyes, and walked out obediently.
Chi Yuan, who had just walked to the door and was about to close the door, couldn't help but look up, and then saw his master leaning back in a chair, frowning and half-bowing his head, with one hand on his heart.
Chi Yuan only glanced at it, then lowered his head in a panic, closed the door of the hall, and did not dare to look again.
He really didn't understand.
If she likes it, why doesn't the owner keep her around?
If you don't like it, why do you want to save her so recklessly?
It's not that the master doesn't understand how much of a burden it is for him to forcibly manipulate the spirit beads with purifying abilities across several areas with his now lost spiritual power and contaminated by the power of darkness.
What's more, the longevity of the owner......
Chi Yuan leaned on the pillar outside the hall expressionlessly, closed his eyes and pressed all kinds of worries into his heart.
After Chi Yuan went out, the sharp pain that came from his heart and all over his body made Nan Twilight unable to help but paralyze his body.
Twilight placed her hand on her heart, feeling nothing but endless cold emptiness and suffocating pain.
Nan Dusk's head hurts too much, this is the consequence of knowing that he has to be strong.
Nan Twilight smiled helplessly, closing her eyes and letting herself fall into a deep sleep in an attempt to slowly recover.
Half a month later, the Dark Holy See Pope Nianguang, who had hurried out of the customs after hearing the news, came to the sealed place where Nandui was.
Dressed in a wide black and red robe that resembled Nan Dui's body, her face was full of resentment, but the eyes that looked at Nan Du were mixed with a hint of care and anxiety.
After scolding Mu Qingyu with words, but after getting a warning and displeasing look from Nan Dui, Nianguang's breath stagnated, her expression was hesitant, and she asked a question with three points of hope and seven points of sadness and despair: "You...... Do you still care about her? ”
Nianguang, who was staring at Nan Dui tightly, saw that after hearing this, a complicated look flashed on Nan Dui's face, and then he disguised himself as a ruthless appearance that didn't care.
Nianguang staggered to his feet as if he had been struck, and staggered back a step.
She smiled miserably, the despair and anger in her eyes piling up, she looked at the floor tiles in front of Nan Du and whispered, "You still like her, you still care about her...... You can't fool me, she treats you like this, but you still like her! ”
Speaking of this, Nianguang no longer shy away, she looked up at Nan Dui, exposing the emotions in her heart to Nan Dui's eyes for the first time.
Nianguang couldn't help but raise his voice slightly, clenched his fists and said, "In terms of talent, posture, and talent, how can I lose to her?" On the ...... of Feelings"
Nianguang snorted mockingly, and said: "I have admired you since I was a child, and for you, I will not hesitate to give up my bright future and fall into darkness to follow in your footsteps, and my eyes are full of you." Even if you were nothing more than a word to me at the time from a book or from someone else's mouth! ”