His divine power condensed into a blade, and his fingers spun gorgeously, reaching Shangguan Yingying's throat at that moment.

A clear blood mark appeared on Shangguan Yingying's white neck, and the blood beads rolled and fell slowly, staining her snow-white robe.

She didn't think about hiding at all, and if she could have Xiyue in this life, she would die without regrets. She faced this sharp weapon with a calm face, and her water-colored eyes glanced at Xiyue lightly, and Xiyue's fingers trembled.

Faced with such a face that was almost exactly the same as Lan Yao, he really couldn't be ruthless, the fierceness in his eyes gradually dissipated, turning into a mist, the ice blade in his hand slowly fell, he looked at this face, his face was pale as white paper, and he said after a long time: "I don't want to see you again in this life." ”

"Don't-" Shangguan Yingying didn't have time to grab the dark green clothes, and the beautiful man in front of her, who was three points more delicate than a woman, completely disappeared, leaving his faint fragrance in the air,

Shangguan Yingying looked at the empty hands, the pain in her heart spread infinitely, she sat decadently on the soft collapse, the smoke curled in the incense burner, she looked at the position where Xiyue had just stood blankly, a tear rolled down from her eyes, fell into the carpet, and bloomed into a flower.

"Does it hurt?" Suddenly, a voice that seemed to come from hell sounded, and a cloud of smoke appeared in front of Shangguan Yingying at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the mist gradually transformed into the face of a character man, and there was a slight mockery in his pure eyes.

His divine power condensed into a blade, and his fingers spun gorgeously, reaching Shangguan Yingying's throat at that moment.

A clear blood mark appeared on Shangguan Yingying's white neck, and the blood beads rolled and fell slowly, staining her snow-white robe.

She didn't think about hiding at all, and if she could have Xiyue in this life, she would die without regrets. She faced this sharp weapon with a calm face, and her water-colored eyes glanced at Xiyue lightly, and Xiyue's fingers trembled.

Faced with such a face that was almost exactly the same as Lan Yao, he really couldn't be ruthless, the fierceness in his eyes gradually dissipated, turning into a mist, the ice blade in his hand slowly fell, he looked at this face, his face was pale as white paper, and he said after a long time: "I don't want to see you again in this life." ”

"Don't-" Shangguan Yingying didn't have time to grab the dark green clothes, and the beautiful man in front of her, who was three points more delicate than a woman, completely disappeared, leaving his faint fragrance in the air,

Shangguan Yingying looked at the empty hands, the pain in her heart spread infinitely, she sat decadently on the soft collapse, the smoke curled in the incense burner, she looked at the position where Xiyue had just stood blankly, a tear rolled down from her eyes, fell into the carpet, and bloomed into a flower.

"Does it hurt?" Suddenly, a voice that seemed to come from hell sounded, and a cloud of smoke appeared in front of Shangguan Yingying at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the mist gradually transformed into the face of a character man, and there was a slight mockery in his pure eyes.

His divine power condensed into a blade, and his fingers spun gorgeously, reaching Shangguan Yingying's throat at that moment.

A clear blood mark appeared on Shangguan Yingying's white neck, and the blood beads rolled and fell slowly, staining her snow-white robe.

She didn't think about hiding at all, and if she could have Xiyue in this life, she would die without regrets. She faced this sharp weapon with a calm face, and her water-colored eyes glanced at Xiyue lightly, and Xiyue's fingers trembled.

Faced with such a face that was almost exactly the same as Lan Yao, he really couldn't be ruthless, the fierceness in his eyes gradually dissipated, turning into a mist, the ice blade in his hand slowly fell, he looked at this face, his face was pale as white paper, and he said after a long time: "I don't want to see you again in this life." ”

"Don't-" Shangguan Yingying didn't have time to grab the dark green clothes, and the beautiful man in front of her, who was three points more delicate than a woman, completely disappeared, leaving his faint fragrance in the air,

Shangguan Yingying looked at the empty hands, the pain in her heart spread infinitely, she sat decadently on the soft collapse, the smoke curled in the incense burner, she looked at the position where Xiyue had just stood blankly, a tear rolled down from her eyes, fell into the carpet, and bloomed into a flower.

"Does it hurt?" Suddenly, a voice that seemed to come from hell sounded, and a cloud of smoke appeared in front of Shangguan Yingying at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the mist gradually transformed into the face of a character man, and there was a slight mockery in his pure eyes.

His divine power condensed into a blade, and his fingers spun gorgeously, reaching Shangguan Yingying's throat at that moment.

A clear blood mark appeared on Shangguan Yingying's white neck, and the blood beads rolled and fell slowly, staining her snow-white robe.

She didn't think about hiding at all, and if she could have Xiyue in this life, she would die without regrets. She faced this sharp weapon with a calm face, and her water-colored eyes glanced at Xiyue lightly, and Xiyue's fingers trembled.

Faced with such a face that was almost exactly the same as Lan Yao, he really couldn't be ruthless, the fierceness in his eyes gradually dissipated, turning into a mist, the ice blade in his hand slowly fell, he looked at this face, his face was pale as white paper, and he said after a long time: "I don't want to see you again in this life." ”

"Don't-" Shangguan Yingying didn't have time to grab the dark green clothes, and the beautiful man in front of her, who was three points more delicate than a woman, completely disappeared, leaving his faint fragrance in the air,

Shangguan Yingying looked at the empty hands, the pain in her heart spread infinitely, she sat decadently on the soft collapse, the smoke curled in the incense burner, she looked at the position where Xiyue had just stood blankly, a tear rolled down from her eyes, fell into the carpet, and bloomed into a flower.

"Does it hurt?" Suddenly, a voice that seemed to come from hell sounded, and a cloud of smoke appeared in front of Shangguan Yingying at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the mist gradually transformed into the face of a character man, and there was a slight mockery in his pure eyes.

His divine power condensed into a blade, and his fingers spun gorgeously, reaching Shangguan Yingying's throat at that moment.

A clear blood mark appeared on Shangguan Yingying's white neck, and the blood beads rolled and fell slowly, staining her snow-white robe.

She didn't think about hiding at all, and if she could have Xiyue in this life, she would die without regrets. She faced this sharp weapon with a calm face, and her water-colored eyes glanced at Xiyue lightly, and Xiyue's fingers trembled.

Faced with such a face that was almost exactly the same as Lan Yao, he really couldn't be ruthless, the fierceness in his eyes gradually dissipated, turning into a mist, the ice blade in his hand slowly fell, he looked at this face, his face was pale as white paper, and he said after a long time: "I don't want to see you again in this life." ”

"Don't-" Shangguan Yingying didn't have time to grab the dark green clothes, and the beautiful man in front of her, who was three points more delicate than a woman, completely disappeared, leaving his faint fragrance in the air,

Shangguan Yingying looked at the empty hands, the pain in her heart spread infinitely, she sat decadently on the soft collapse, the smoke curled in the incense burner, she looked at the position where Xiyue had just stood blankly, a tear rolled down from her eyes, fell into the carpet, and bloomed into a flower.

"Does it hurt?" Suddenly, a voice that seemed to come from hell sounded, and a cloud of smoke appeared in front of Shangguan Yingying at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the mist gradually transformed into the face of a character man, and there was a slight mockery in his pure eyes.

His divine power condensed into a blade, and his fingers spun gorgeously, reaching Shangguan Yingying's throat at that moment.

A clear blood mark appeared on Shangguan Yingying's white neck, and the blood beads rolled and fell slowly, staining her snow-white robe.

She didn't think about hiding at all, and if she could have Xiyue in this life, she would die without regrets. She faced this sharp weapon with a calm face, and her water-colored eyes glanced at Xiyue lightly, and Xiyue's fingers trembled.

Faced with such a face that was almost exactly the same as Lan Yao, he really couldn't be ruthless, the fierceness in his eyes gradually dissipated, turning into a mist, the ice blade in his hand slowly fell, he looked at this face, his face was pale as white paper, and he said after a long time: "I don't want to see you again in this life." ”

"Don't-" Shangguan Yingying didn't have time to grab the dark green clothes, and the beautiful man in front of her, who was three points more delicate than a woman, completely disappeared, leaving his faint fragrance in the air,

Shangguan Yingying looked at the empty hands, the pain in her heart spread infinitely, she sat decadently on the soft collapse, the smoke curled in the incense burner, she looked at the position where Xiyue had just stood blankly, a tear rolled down from her eyes, fell into the carpet, and bloomed into a flower.

"Does it hurt?" Suddenly, a voice that seemed to come from hell sounded, and a cloud of smoke appeared in front of Shangguan Yingying at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the mist gradually transformed into the face of a character man, and there was a slight mockery in his pure eyes.

His divine power condensed into a blade, and his fingers spun gorgeously, reaching Shangguan Yingying's throat at that moment.

A clear blood mark appeared on Shangguan Yingying's white neck, and the blood beads rolled and fell slowly, staining her snow-white robe.

She didn't think about hiding at all, and if she could have Xiyue in this life, she would die without regrets. She faced this sharp weapon with a calm face, and her water-colored eyes glanced at Xiyue lightly, and Xiyue's fingers trembled.

Faced with such a face that was almost exactly the same as Lan Yao, he really couldn't be ruthless, the fierceness in his eyes gradually dissipated, turning into a mist, the ice blade in his hand slowly fell, he looked at this face, his face was pale as white paper, and he said after a long time: "I don't want to see you again in this life." ”

"Don't-" Shangguan Yingying didn't have time to grab the dark green clothes, and the beautiful man in front of her, who was three points more delicate than a woman, completely disappeared, leaving his faint fragrance in the air,

Shangguan Yingying looked at the empty hands, the pain in her heart spread infinitely, she sat decadently on the soft collapse, the smoke curled in the incense burner, she looked at the position where Xiyue had just stood blankly, a tear rolled down from her eyes, fell into the carpet, and bloomed into a flower.

"Does it hurt?" Suddenly, a voice that seemed to come from hell sounded, and a cloud of smoke appeared in front of Shangguan Yingying at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the mist gradually transformed into the face of a character man, and there was a slight mockery in his pure eyes.

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