There is one more of the eighty souls, friend, you don't want to break your promise. Otherwise, I won't be able to explain it to the boss.

In the new house, the red candle smoke is soft, and it is difficult to eliminate the spring cold. Looking up, there is a warmth in my heart as far as I can see.

The scissors bite the long hair, the groom's fingers open and close dexterously, and the green silk falls to the ground. Soon the icy ground will be covered with "cut these hairs for you, these acacia has found its owner." The bridegroom smoothed the hair of the bride's shawl.

In the room here, except for the ten-mile red soft account, there is no such thing as a heavenly woman's dressing box. Obviously, without him, there was no intention of sustaining such a life for long.

The groom brushed the bride's green silk, pulled a simple bun, fixed it with the prepared hosta, and finally cut the bride's sideburns.

"This is the hosta I specially picked for you, I'll comb your hair every day in the future, okay?" he whispered to the person who was sitting quietly on the stone bench and letting him fiddle with it, gentle as jade.

Unexpectedly, this time she gave him a promising smile back. Instead of the indifferent expression of sacrificing one's life in the past.

I always feel that by her side, my impetuous desire to kill, and my desire to destroy can be stabilized, is this the power of "purification"?

It's really like acting, and the "Biluo" who was hidden on the side was also moved by the girl's happy smile.

All he knew about this young girl was the holy, well-behaved, and obedient little girl who always remembered only what they were good to him. But he never mentioned his brother-in-law. Xiao is a person with an excellent memory who often talks about the past between him and Ryuto, and he shouldn't be so senile as to forget his twin brother, right? Or did this person do something that disappointed him to selectively forget?

Shaohua put his slender hand into the palm of the black-clothed priest and followed him to the bed and sat down.

The rune box that Shuoyue had once probed on the stone table had been opened, and the contents were gone.

The bridegroom led the bride to sit on the bed, carefully studied the wife in the candlelight, and for a long time, pressed his hand on the edge of the bed, and moved closer to her.

In the face of the groom's fiery gaze, the bride did not dodge, just looked at her lover, faintly revealing a reluctant look.

It was almost time for him to say his last word, but after this time she would never come back.

The black-clothed priest's mouth pursed slightly, leaving only a faint line of cherry color. The sleeves of the red robe are long, covering the part of the palm.

looked at the sick and pale appearance of the sick and pale person who had not seen her for many years and had not seen her for many years. Shaohua recalled the appearance of seeing him when he first saw him, the kind of childish appearance that was silent and uneasy. In vain for her efforts, he finally adapted to the time of the world and grew up a little.

The groom moves slowly, as if he doesn't want to spoil the atmosphere. Arriving at the location, he opened his arms so that Shaohua could snuggle on his shoulders and put his hands around her back.

Shaohua closed his eyes, ready to meet the move that would soon come to take his life.

Goodbye, Yellow Springs. Bloodied lips let out a silent sigh.

Her name she always remembered. Because he was the first to ask about her wishes.

Every year she listened to the wishes of the villagers, one person at a time in an empty room. In this way, Biluo can easily lead the evil thoughts expressed in their wishes to the Holy Maiden Shaohua. At the end of the year, they entered the pool together, and were washed away along with her memories.

She silently accepted Biluo's arrangement, as the host of these dark and vicious thoughts, she could hear the demon whispering in her ear every night, poisoning her heart.

Biluo knows that evil thoughts will pollute his heart, but he hopes that the village can continue to exist under his leadership and become a heavenly kingdom that is longed for like Yunfu.

Biluo, who was still in a state of invisibility on the side, secretly moved the true yuan, and the strength of the body was gathered at his fingertips, ready to wish him a hand when the priest did not start. Check in the bud.

Huang Quan really didn't make a move. He just hugged Shaohua's petite body hard, as if he wanted to keep the life he was destined to lose. Can't he save this fate after all?

"Why is your body colder than the last time?" a cold breath overflowed from the groom's mouth, whether it was stupid or resentful.

Well, isn't it Yuki? "Biluo" gathered his energy, and the aura that gathered on his fingertips disappeared. Then he appeared, walked up to Huang Quan and said to him, "Tell me, where is Yuki now?"

During this time, he had been following Huang Quan to prevent him from knowing the truth of the matter, except for last night's action to save the life of the reckless boy.

When his brother, who had been missing for a long time, appeared, Huang Quan's eyes did not have a look of shock, only a cold demand: "Tell me, the method of reincarnation." There is no room for rejection in words. After all these years of sabotage to prevent his intervention, his appearance now proves that his spells are beginning to disintegrate

It's like the body in my arms has become lighter and colder, as if I had fallen asleep completely.

As long as the method of reincarnation is carried out again, she may still have a glimmer of life.

Biluo shook her head gently: "It's useless." Her life has been spent supporting the village. ”

A sentence of no salvation shows his powerlessness. Huang Quan hugged Shaohua and said stubbornly: "Impossible, this is at most exhausting her eighteen years of life." It can't get to that point. "It's not to the extent that it doesn't last forever.

Bi Luo sighed and said unhurriedly: "You now know that this cycle is maintained by consuming her life, now you just need to tell me where is the boy who looks exactly like her?"

Biluo watched the two people in front of her say goodbye, and there was no shock in her heart.

Guan Huangquan's expression didn't seem to know that such a person existed, and he was puzzled. So who the hell told him that this time loop didn't need to be sustained by killing?

Just as he was pondering, there was another white spiritual light on the side. Its speed is like Shaohua has passed, time is difficult to chase, Biluo stretched out his hand to block, and only caught a piece of nothingness. Ren Lingguang has already sunk into the girl's eyebrows.

Unexpectedly, he had been in this house since the beginning, and he should have thought earlier that the ontology's obsession with Huang Quan restrained the behavior of the subordinate.

A soft sigh of the end sounded in my heart. The young man in white looked up, and Huang Quan felt that the cold body in his arms began to regain the warmth that a living person should have.

When I looked down and touched the girl's eyes, it was a black and indifferent emptiness, the eyes of a dead man. There was a tear mole in the corner of his eye, and the flowers on his blue and white cheeks to extradite the creature to the other side of the Yellow Spring flashed.

Crossing a soul, finishing a catastrophe, purifying a soul. Yuki felt that the Lingtai was clear, and the power in his body that had received the dirt because of the inheritance was purified.

Unexpectedly, the third person he extradited was himself.

Yushu left Huangquan's embrace, looked at Biluo, and said, "You lost, Chonghua Gongzi." "There was no mockery, just an indifferent sentence.