"It's not ......"

Suddenly, he realized that the cross was gone.

Xuan Zhongshi took Wen Wenlan and finally crossed this jungle.

They came to a school yard and saw that there was not a single cross.

Now, it's being swallowed up by a whirlpool.

So these violet lights must be real things.

Maybe the middle world doesn't think so.

There are countless dangers in the jungle, including poisonous plants and infinite mosquitoes.

But in the end, they got here anyway.

"Don't be afraid, I might be useful."

Although Xuan Zhongshi was very uncomfortable, he still didn't care.

He doesn't have to blame anyone else.

They lay on their stomachs in the grass, and there were no bugs, because they were all dead.

However, they found that there was a huge teleportation array in front of them.

"Song Qing is coming!"

Wen Weilan was stimulated, and she shouted.

This traditional certificate is obviously made by Yan Xixin's painstaking efforts, and it is not only shocking to look at, but also has countless powers.

Purple, which is the hand of the Grim Reaper, is particularly terrifying, but it is also very scary.

When this purple light is spinning, some are powerful, some are attractive, and some are deadly.

Because of this attraction, as long as it touches a person's body, he is like drowning, and there is no possibility of living at all.

If you wander in an abyss in the water, you will eventually die in it.

No matter how good your efforts are, they will still come to naught.

Today, this Song Qinglai is the same.

A starlight danced on his body.

But he insisted on doing this, and rushed forward, only this sword, just to die.

"Don't you know when I do! Song Qing, come back quickly, don't you know that it will hurt you? ”

Because this vortex is not very powerful, it is just the first glimpse.

The place where the Xuan Middle Ages are dormant should not be affected.

But the appeal of this man is also gradually expanding.

Xuan Zhongshi trembled and poked his head out of the tree, and said to this Song Qing, who looked very brainless.

He was like a rigid man, lifting his sword and slashing it.

Even if his heart was filled with countless comforts, perhaps endless hopes, for the desolate world in front of him, without any green ground and a withered sky, Xuan Zhongshi felt that his heart was already haggard.

"How can I live with this!"

Sad about fate, he lamented his life.

His eyes were really only this one whirlpool.

Or like the whirlpool of amoebae.

It also has a strange appearance, in fact, it is not just a whirlpool, it will take any form.

For a while, it was like a dream, so ethereal, so trance-like.

"It's not a dream, and it's not going to break me."

Perhaps, the jaw is really gone?

I don't know where she went, in the recent past, Xuan Zhongshi's mind has been restless, and it should be a foreshadowing for today.

"How did you go? Are you alive here? Or are you drawn into this vortex? ”

From then on, my heart was full of emotion, embracing my own heart, and a vicissitudes of life.

He glanced blankly into it.

However, what makes Genzhong feel strange is--

He still didn't see anyone's figure, only Song Qing.

This Yan Xixin was terrifying, because a purple light erupted at this moment, as if it was because of Song Qing.

Will she be able to repay it?

The reason for this is that Song Qing came and went, like the thickness of precipitating hatred, and like Yan Xixin going crazy.

So he quickly pulled his body to her side?

This Song Qinglai is a person with very strong ability, but not a solid foundation.

Although he was wrapped in sword qi, although there were countless courages that made him move forward, in the end, Song Qinglai still died in it.

"Brother......

In the eyes of Xuan Zhongshi, Song Qinglai hung his head and was just like a puppet.

He really didn't know that his recklessness was a fatal flaw.

Raising his head with a hint of surprise, Song Qinglai was originally like ashes, and was sucked into this whirlpool by Yan Xixin, inexplicably, shrouded in the haze of death.

He thought he didn't have to worry anymore because he was going to die.

But now, he's feeling it again.

It's just the look, and it's okay to make mistakes......

His weaknesses are easily exposed, he is just too impatient.

"Hehe, watching your teammates die, Xuan Zhongshi, aren't you happy?"

Yan Xixin's sarcasm is very clear here.

There are countless sarcasms buried in her voice.

She is an incomparable soul, expressing here her alternative understanding of death.

"Xuan Zhongshi? The fugitive?! ”

Song Qinglai's eyes widened, and now he was taken aback.

"Yes, I am Xuan Zhongshi. Do you know? That's how sinful I am, she's my mother, she's the one who brings me everything. ”

He couldn't even tell his mother.

He didn't say anything else, and the resentment in his heart made him have to explode.

"Am I the one who brought you everything? If you hadn't trusted Fan Shunxin at the beginning, wouldn't it be okay for us to be in the Xuan family now? ”

Zi Qian was excited, and his body was also disordered.

The qi of heaven and earth was chaotic, and Song Qinglai was able to maintain calm.

"Fan Shunxin ......"

As if to evoke some memories, Xuan Zhongshi's eyes were blurred, his body was floating, and he couldn't avoid it.

He knew Fan Shunxin's strengths and weaknesses, but it was also a failure in his life, a betrayal without any warning, like a phantom of death, which threw his heart into the abyss.

"I know I was wrong, but what about you? You don't want me to regain my memory, do you? Did you do something for me again? For example, delete some memories. ”

Xuan Zhongshi didn't need to say anything anymore, his heart couldn't be destroyed anymore.

Now, even if he's a fool.

Xuan Zhongshi said to Yan Xixin in front of him.

His voice is all truth, without any pretentiousness.

What he meant, his tone, was a little more solemn at this time.

His countenance and expression, like a sharp blade, could cut through the broken heart of this whirlpool.

This may be a kind of helplessness, or maybe a hint of compassion.

But at this time, he was so tolerant of all things.

He's just trying to get justice for himself!

"How do you know?"

After hearing Yan Xixin's surprised voice, Xuan Zhongshi laughed.

"You don't know anything, I have the best cooperation with the girl, and she promised me. So, I don't care what Shen Liuqing is. ”

He pretended to be chic, but his eyes moved again, aiming at Song Qing to observe.

"She's not dead, I know."

It's all in plain sight?

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