Light and darkness of twin flowers20

"Qingqing, what's wrong?"

Liu was very worried, everything felt clear since the last kidnapping, but Qingqing never came out, and she didn't leave a message in the notebook, it was all herself, and she said that she would protect her, but in the end, she was dragging her feet! Just like it was at the beginning!

I really haven't grown at all, and in the end, I still have to rely on Qingqing's protection! I woke up with a shocking wound on my body...... Is she really okay! Ryu felt like she didn't know her condition anymore, and her whole body was going crazy.

"Qingqing, good morning, why have you asked for leave recently." Mo Yan trotted to keep up with Liu, who was hanging his head and had no energy, and greeted him easily as if nothing had happened.

"Don't worry about the seniors, good morning." Liu nodded, and a polite and unfamiliar smile widened the distance between the two.

"Qingqing, what's wrong with you? That Qianqian was really just my friend last time! He hurriedly approached again, subconsciously thinking that the other party was jealous, and hurriedly explained.

It's okay not to say this, as soon as I say this, a nameless fire was born in Liu's heart, why did he have a good impression of this boy inexplicably, and he was angry with Qingqing, as if he couldn't listen to other people's words at all, and he had a fiancée who was still close to him, and he definitely had bad intentions.

By the way, it's inexplicable that I forgot about Qingqing! Absolutely not!

When Mo Yan caught up again, Liu ran away quickly and ignored him.

In the dark space, the crack was getting bigger and bigger, as if a big white crack had been torn out of the darkness! Across the sky.

Qing Mao had been staring at the two black beads that followed him back to the space for a long, long time, and he had a hunch in his heart that he could complete it as long as he looked at a task, but ...... I don't want to see it inexplicably.

She seemed to see the boy with a calm face standing in front of her, and for the first time showed a surprised expression and asked, "Why can't the light and darkness be together?" ”

The only time I saw him look like a child was when he said he wasn't human before he died.

Obviously he is just a passerby, but his heart is pierced like a thorn in his heart, blocked, maybe because his eyes are too impressed with him.

Qing Mao sighed, grabbed two black beads and covered them directly on the eyes of her soul, it was wonderful that she felt that she should do this, and the feeling of being very smooth integrated into her eyes, the soul fluttered easily, and then saw countless pictures at once and suddenly instilled in her memory.

In an instant, she saw that she was standing on the street, with people coming and going, but they seemed to be wearing relatively old clothes, and they were enthusiastically speaking complex language, greeting a thriving scene.

The next picture is a black demon who comes here and destroys everything, people are wailing and suffering, and in an instant this place is hell! She felt herself running, gasped, and pushed open a door, inside which a beautiful woman was lying on the ground covered in blood, but still tightly protecting a little girl in her arms, who was no longer human.

The woman cried tears of pain, her beautiful face was stained red with blood, and at the end she looked at herself and lost her life.

Qing Mao heard that he was wailing, roaring in pain, and his trembling hands buried the two people who should be relatives in the fire little by little, and saw that he was constantly rampage, staggering towards the demon!

Before she could see the demon's appearance, everything came to an abrupt end, and all that was left was thick darkness.

When I saw it again, it was white.

If it weren't for the fact that he could only watch everything happen, Qing Mao would have thought that he had returned to the original white space, walking in the white world for a long time, as if there was no end, and finally walked out and arrived at a village, through the clear stream Qing Mao saw his own appearance - a man, his pupils have turned pure black, the whites of his eyes have disappeared, he is thin like a skeleton but still alive, this face is very familiar, even if it is emaciated and deformed, but it is the face of a madman.

It turns out that Ying is really the eyes of a madman, but why are they separated?

Soon, Qingmao knew.

Looking at the long journey, the madman does not seem to grow old or die, until she walks out of the white space again, and she sees the most beautiful scene in the world! The fantastic singing of birds and flowers, the intoxicating atmosphere permeating everywhere, two girls wearing long skirts are exactly the same and holding hands from far and near.

"Who are you?" "Who are you!"

The two girls spoke in unison as if they were the same person, but in Qingmao's eyes, what she saw was the wings of different colors condensed behind the girl, which should be the past life of Liu Liu and the host, angels and demons.

Twin flowers, twin sons, but although the two are the same, they are completely different, one light and one dark, one yin and one yang, Qingmao faintly feels that he has caught something important.

It's a pity that she can only watch.

Watching the host feel sad because of the destruction of her own slowly growing, watching the angel gently help her restore the vitality of the flowers and plants, watching the two snuggle and be intimate with each other.

Everything is so warm, chasing each other and laughing, carefree, and at the same time extremely welcoming and curious about yourself, a foreign traveler, but unfortunately the kindness does not enter the heart of the madman.

Qing Mao sensed the madman's paranoid hatred, and he bewitched the newborn host little by little with hatred, blaming all the blame on the demon.

He laughed and watched from afar as his host snapped his wings with his own hands, and the angel grew up to be holy and clean without the constraints of darkness.

Then the madman was angry and saw the angel holding the dead demon in his arms, crying out in grief and despair.

"What is there to cry about! Demons deserve to die! ”

She heard the madman say that, and then God, angry.

Faintly, the angel was heard begging for something more, and then everything in the world was enveloped by furious lightning and turned white.

Qing Mao waited quietly, and it seemed that after a long time, he saw something again and was able to see the blind madman, who seemed to have been stripped of something.

A luminous figure seemed to have made some judgment, she couldn't hear it, but seeing the madman disappear into a point of light, Qing Mao looked up to see what was in the light, but unfortunately it seemed to hear a huge sigh, and a few words were blurred.

With vertigo and the familiar immense pressure, her consciousness was bounced out at once.

"Ahh

Qingmao opened his eyes, it was still that dark space, and he couldn't help but laugh, it turned out that ...... That's right.

Just because the demon destroyed his hometown and put the devil's eyes on him and made him a monster, he blamed everything on the demon!

Even the newborn demon host refused to let go, causing the wrath of the heavenly earthquake, and he was reincarnated as an adult, but he still refused to give up.

Ah, it was so cheap to suddenly feel like he was so dead!

System: "Didi, 50 percent complete for the subtask." ”