Chapter 145: Legal Wedding Night 4

She was prostrate on the ground, but at this time she suddenly rushed up, grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on her body, opened the door and ran.

The bottom of my heart has been enveloped by a great despair, like a person who has no future, and his eyes are dark, and there will never be any light again.

It was a terminal illness.

A verdict that is even more terrible than a terminal illness.

The whole world counts me as a wicked.

Wu Xian!

Wu Xian!

I hate you!!

I hate you damn demon king.

She shouted frantically at the sky, hoarsely: Wu Xian, I hate you!! I will hate you for the rest of my life!

He once told her: You just need to shout my name to the sky, and I will come out. Whether you are in danger, sad, painful, or even you laugh and miss, as long as you call me, I will come out......

She turned to the sky and called out to him for the first time.

But not because of any of the above reasons, but because of despair - even a little miracle psychology that I can't believe in: Demon King, please let me go, let me go again, just this time, can't you?

However, the sky was dead silent, and there was no response.

How could he himself be freed from the shackles he gave???

If the devil can be so generous, how can he still be the devil??

She called out to him hoarsely, tears pouring down her eyes.

Wu Xian, Wu Xian, the devil, why don't you hear back??

The sky is quiet, like a man's once lie.

She ran out like crazy, not knowing where to go, just thinking that she must leave the palace and leave Ziling...... At the end of the earth, I went to a place where no one knew me.

She ran so fast, when Zi Ling reacted, she couldn't catch up with her quickly.

She had already run to the palace gate, the palace gate was closed, and the two guards on duty were startled, and before they could make a sound, they had already seen the new king rushing over and hugging Xia Ji from behind......

Zi Ling took off her wide robe and shrouded her, and said to the guards in a deep voice: "No one should publicize this matter. ”

The two of them were trembling, who dared to ask half a word more?

He picked her up and left.

At this moment, he didn't care about whether he would be injured at all, and he didn't even forget about it at all, and he didn't care. Where could physical pain compare to her desperate pain?

He also burst into tears: "Xia Ji, don't be like this, let's figure it out together, and we will definitely get better...... You trust me...... Even if we can't be intimate for the rest of our lives, I won't give up on you......"

She couldn't cry, and the whole person was completely paralyzed in his arms.

The last drop of red marks of the red candle was burned away, like a drop of sad tears.

Xia Ji was silent, no matter how kind words Ziling said to comfort her, she didn't say a word. On the table was a box where the husband and wife were married, and the demon sword.

Of the original two demon slashing swords, hers has remained in the Dark Lord's body forever, leaving only Zi Ling, the demon slaying sword that was shocked out. It is a very delicate jade plaque, with millions of years of ancient emeralds, and even the oldest known emerald in human history.

However, its beauty has lost hope and enthusiasm and looks cold.

Xia Ji suddenly reached out and picked up the demon slaying sword and aimed it at her back.

Zi Ling was taken aback, "Xia Ji, don't ...... it"