- "If you have to choose, who would be so lucky?"

- "There has never been a choice. ”

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The shattered stone door broke in, and his eyes were immediately attracted by a touch of red. The ink hair of the man in the pool of blood was messy, and his already pale face was half hidden, and blood was still pouring out from the sword wound on his chest, and his thin clothes had already been dyed red. Her skin had become almost transparent and pale from excessive blood loss, and it was stained with blood-colored stains from the lost blood, like a good bloody work.

This is the West Garden, the temporary place of residence for a winter, why is there a person covered in blood? The two who arrived at the same time were stunned for a fraction of a second, Qian Chenmo's face was as pale as that person, and he immediately squatted down and hugged the breathless bloody person, his slightly trembling hand was close to her mouth and nose in disbelief, his expression was extremely sluggish, and he unconsciously murmured in his mouth: "No, no, no......

Qian Fu looked coldly at the person who was leaning lazily against the wall, raising his hand to gently cover his mouth and yawning, his face was already gloomy: "Yidong, what do you mean?"

Yidong covered his mouth with his left hand, but his right hand, which was naturally hanging by his side, held a cold sword casually, and there was clearly an extremely thin blood line on the blade. There is no doubt that it was Yidong who killed the woman who was held in her arms by Qian Chenmo's face full of pain and shock. Although he doesn't want to be nosy, according to common sense, Yidong shouldn't kill people at this time. Maybe it's to blame, but the woman can only be blamed for breaking in.

But who is the woman who can make Qian Chenmo pay so much attention? Qian Yanshen naturally looked sideways, only to see her blood-stained messy hair being pulled away, revealing that beautiful face, and there seemed to be thunder in her heart, and she didn't realize it: "...... it"

How could it be her?!Jian Qingrui, that crazy woman, actually lied to him?!But, as long as she is alive, she is still alive......

Qian Chenmo suddenly stood up with her in his arms, and swept away as if he had come, and all that Qian Chenmo's eyes could catch was her hanging hand, that touch of ink-Qian Chenmo's rite ring......!

Qian Fu Fall turned back angrily, faced with a playful Dong, and said in a deep voice: "I said, except for her, anything can be done." Why are you still doing it to her-"

"It's been a long time since I've smelled such fresh blood, and it's really something full of memories. Yidong curled the corners of his lips a little exaggeratedly, revealing a smile full of cruel indifference, "Since she touched my taboo, she has to pay the price, which is a good deal." If you think that I have violated the agreement between us, then I have nothing to say, do you say, third prince? But if she wants to come back to life, I'm afraid ......"

He looked at the blood stains on the ground that were about to solidify and turn black with disgust, raised his legs and walked out of the stone house, took a hard breath of the fresher air outside, and had a strange smile on his face: "My Twilight Soldier, you are really willing to use it." Winning this Gu Lingzi Garden, we have completed the first step of the plan we agreed, a thousand deaths, you can rest assured, I will not make a move until I complete all the plans, that woman is just an accident. And what I want, huh......"

"Of course, these seven years have not been in vain, I believe you. The couple pretended to lower their eyes and walked out of the stone house, their hands lightly swept through the air, and the stone house behind them cracked with countless small pieces and collapsed in an instant.

At the same time, the two also disappeared from the air without a trace.

How did Ichin Winter end up in his world?

I don't remember clearly, I only know that one day my father took him to a small-scale banquet, through the crowd, the long lake blue hair that spread out wantonly was particularly eye-catching, he didn't feel a little distracted, let his father take him to the promiscuous young man, introduced: "His name is a winter, and he is a rare guest who comes to the heavenly realm for a winter." ”

I saw that the man who seemed to be in his early twenties did not care about the majesty of King Zero, and still naturally drank a jar of fine wine that had been treasured for a hundred years by himself, his face did not change, but he raised his eyebrows and looked at him, and the faint aroma of wine spread in the air.

For some reason, he suddenly pulled over the second brother who was secretly hiding behind his father, and said to Yidong very seriously: "Be our guard, I just need a close attendant like you." "They are all nine years old, and they have not yet chosen their personal guards, and their eyes are a bit picky, while the royal family can start to choose their personal guards at the age of six.

I don't know what Yidong thought at the time, maybe he was a little drunk, and before King Zero could scold him, he simply responded: "Okay." ”

But then he added that he only worked for ten years, and he left as soon as the deadline expired. In fact, he had often disappeared in the past seven years, and his face had not shown a trace of aging over the years, so he didn't ask much if he thought that he might be from some noble and mysterious clan.

In this way, he really knows very little about Yidong. The only thing to be thankful for is that Yidong is not an enemy, at least not for the time being.

"Qiansheng, you don't go to accompany your woman, but stay in such a place with me, is it interesting?" The person next to him looked lazy, stretched his waist slightly, and lay back comfortably, and a large patch of tender green grass was brightened.

As if remembering something, his face was a little strange, and he raised his voice: "You shouldn't have feelings for me, right? Even if I hate women, it doesn't mean that I will accept men." Although, you're good. ”

Qian Fu Fall was in no mood to joke now, his expression was a little complicated, his eyes were far away, staring at the thick green leaves of the tree, and he sighed in a low voice: "Yidong, what is the purpose of existence? Is it just to continue and fulfill the wishes of the predecessors? In that case, why do you want me to have my own consciousness?"

"It's just fate. Of course, for a period of time, you can be completely free from fate, but this way you can see whether it is before or after death. Yidong closed his eyes peacefully, and restrained the perennial terrifying and sharp momentum on his body. He also believed in him, so that he would lie here with peace of mind, defenseless.

In order to be able to control himself, he has to rely on strength, and ordinary people are often lost in the process of pursuing power and power. He had seen it all, and naturally he didn't feel anything. But when it comes to himself, heh, hey, he would rather listen to others gossip about how he is, which is considered entertainment, and he never thinks about it. In this way, he is a little lazy, but there will always be someone around him, and he is willing to do anything for him, why is she not happy to enjoy it? Well, if you roughly calculate it, it will be at least a few hundred years, and it is really a long time.

The two were silent, each with a concern. For a long time, the wind rose, launched, three thousand green silks, entangled. Eyes, slightly closed

*

When Yu Bo walked out of the room, Qian Chenmo wrapped the heavy cloak on his body, his face recovered slightly, and his heart seemed to sink into the deep pool of eternity, cold and difficult to breathe.

Yu Bo's rarely had a solemn expression and was silent. After a long time, I still couldn't help it: "Your Highness, the Holy Spirit Maiden has ...... Alas. Why does something bad always happen to her? She's still so young...... Your Highness, please cheer up, your physical condition is not optimistic!"

Qian Chen was silent, took a cup of thick black medicine, swallowed it in one gulp, and his heroic eyebrows wrinkled uncontrollably, still silent. His index finger was still tingling, and he knew that she was still alive, but her breath was very weak, and she was in pain, and she had been in a deep coma. She had lost too much blood, and because she was a spirit girl, there was no way to give her a blood transfusion. If it goes on like this, I don't know how long she can last. All he could do was stay aside, feeling one percent of her pain, but he couldn't do anything.

"Woe to me, even if it's not for me, for the sake of your forgotten loved one, wake up, okay?" he read softly, his eyes down, his eyes full of worry. He has been tortured by illness for 16 years, and he has survived the pain again, but why is it that when he sees her, he is more uncomfortable than ever?

But a thousand deaths, I really don't want to let him come. He didn't want to simply judge the two of them as inappropriate, but if he returned to Qian's side, he would no longer be able to look at her quietly with a peaceful mind. Does it seem to be selfish? It seems that he doesn't want her to leave, he is used to her presence, and he can't even have a little selfishness with his long-suffering constitution?

So, "Please,, wake up and tell me the answer, okay? You're the first one I want to protect, can you give me some face?" he smiled helplessly, and then leaned down on the side of her bed and closed his eyes gently. In just a few minutes, he had fallen asleep, but his brows were still furrowed and his face was serious.

did not give the second prince Qianchen a silent face, the quiet and peaceful sleeping face was pale, the slightly dry cherry lips were slightly pursed, and they trembled lightly from time to time, as if they were calling for something, looking so helpless and lonely.

"Let's get along, okay? I like you. ”

"A thousand deaths, I don't want anything, I only have you, as long as you ......"

"I'm going to be a bride soon, so it's not okay if I'm in too bad shape......"

A thousand words, only around that one name, the name that has long been engraved in my heart and will never be erased - a thousand deaths!

She didn't know where she was, she didn't know what she was doing, she just kept thinking about the name, and she was afraid that she would forget, that she would not remember the past. But the cold poured into her whole body and eroded her mind, she panicked, she screamed, she couldn't find a way out in her memories, she could only be swallowed up by the cold current, struggling upwards in vain, unable to cry.

She didn't want to forget him, although she forgot everything about this name, but she just didn't forget him, even if other memories would be swallowed up by this coldness, she had to hold on to this name, resolutely! But her heart really hurts......

"Ah......h

Yu Bo and Qian Chenmo, who were guarding her bedside, were immediately awakened, and quickly took the ice water towel medicine, and then applied it to her forehead to wipe away her sweat. Her face was sickly red and hot, her hands trembled like twitches and clenched into fists, her not-so-long nails were all dug deep into the flesh of her palms, dripping with beads of scarlet blood the size of beans, and she seemed to be unconscious, her consciousness was immersed in the cold suffocation, such a real sense of endangerment.

"Woe, woe!" Qian Chen Mo called her name eagerly, shoved the towel into her palm, and organized her self-harm, but the white towel was soon dyed red. She bit her lip so hard that from time to time she let out a cry of extreme pain, which was heart-wrenching.

"Holy Spirit Maiden, spiritual blood is the foundation of her life, and if she continues like this, the spiritual blood in her body will be exhausted sooner or later, and she will become an ordinary person, even worse than an ordinary person. If she can't survive this time, she will definitely die. Yu Bo didn't want to say it, but this was already the case, he was worried that His Royal Highness would be extremely depressed after learning about her death, so it was better to speak out first and be mentally prepared.

Qian Chenmo didn't seem to hear it, just stared at her eyes tightly, gently wrapped her little hand with her palm, and the dim light of the two black jade rings flickered.

Just like a drowning person, there is only one belief left in her heart, so she firmly grasps it, she really doesn't want to leave and doesn't want to give up. There seemed to be warmth in his hand, was it him? yes, he must not want to see her like this, so she must get better and not let him down.

"Woo, a thousand deaths, let me tell you, I really, like you for a long time, this love is dissolved in the blood and has become a part of my life. I really hope that when I wake up, open my eyes, and see you. I think when the time comes, I will tell you that I am willing to ...... I'm willing to marry you......"

As if all her strength had been drained away, she suddenly quieted down, breathing shallowly and murmuring softly.

Hearing the sound, he just held her hand tightly, until her temperature was no longer cold, and there was no longer a painful look, and then she fell asleep tiredly.