Ning Que and Sang Sang didn't close their eyes, and the eyes became closer and closer to each other until they melted together.

In the depths of Sangsang's eyes, there were stars that ruined miè and then reborn, turning into stardust.

Everything was in the heavens, but when it came to the end, she still felt a little confused, because she found that she didn't hate contact with Ning Que very much.

This fact made her feel extremely angry, she clenched her fists tightly, looked at Ning Que in front of her, felt the disgusting wetness coming from her lips, her body tensed like a mountain stone, and began to tremble violently.

Ning Que woke up from the strange mental state before, and once he woke up, he realized what he had done, he was actually kissing her. He thought she was Sangsang, but he still couldn't contain his fear, which made his body extremely stiff, and then began to tremble slightly.

They hugged and kissed each other on the couch, because of the trembling of their bodies, their lips kept rubbing, some were slightly numb and itchy, and even their teeth gently hit each other, making a crisp sound.

This is the trembling.

Ning Que hugged Sangsang, trembling more and more, the bones and joints in her body began to crackle, she was also trembling, the flowers and green clothes on her body made a faint cracking sound, as if something was cracking, they trembled more and more, only to hear a bang......

The bed under them collapsed.

Ning Que and Sang Sang hugged each other and fell, landing on the hard temple ground, the ground shook uneasy, giving birth to wave-like undulations, supporting the surface of the temple's columns, giving birth to several extremely profound traces.

The hard walls of the temple seemed to be blown by tens of thousands of years of strong winds in an instant, and countless stone chips peeled off and fell to the ground, making a crackling sound, as if they were clapping, and as if they were other sounds.

The shudder left the Temple of Light at an unimaginable speed and began to spread in all directions of the world, and the snow covered with the cliffs peeled off one after another, forming countless tiny waterfalls, and the peach blossoms frozen by the snow collapsed the surface of the frost, showing their delicate faces in the cold wind.

The strangely shaped stone drums in the thousand-mile causeway on the shore of the Song Kingdom began to jump and fall constantly, smashing countless reefs and splashing countless black sea mud, making a buzzing sound like war drums. With the sound of these fierce war drums, countless storms arose in the depths of the sea, the almost black sea rolled like boiling, and the clouds above the heavenly dome twisted like wet clothes in the hands of the gods.

Moshan sat on the edge of the pool, looking at the shaking lake and didn't know what happened, but felt a little lost and confused, looking back at the mountain house with lights at the foot of the mountain, inexplicably sad, and slowly shed two lines of tears.

Daze was also shaken, and the white reeds in the wind and snow looked so pitiful that the lake water poured into the river, and then poured out in Linkang City. Ye Su was taking hundreds of poor men to repair the waterways in winter, looking at the sewage that overflowed his feet, and looked back at the distant Xiling Divine Kingdom, thoughtfully.

In Ye Su's dilapidated house, Tang Xiaotang sat on the edge of the bed, and used a spoon to send the good chicken soup into Chen Pipi's lips, and the soup in the spoon suddenly rippled.

The whole world was trembling in the world of Haotian There were countless earthquakes, not many houses were destroyed, and not many people died, but everyone felt it.

The Xiling Temple was in the center of this trembling, and the people on Peach Mountain naturally felt it most clearly, and thousands of priests and deacons were dressed and ran out of their respective residences, looking at the Temple of Light, with panic written on their faces. Tens of thousands of believers in the villages and towns under the mountain were also awakened by the trembling of the earth, rubbing their eyes, and helping each other to come to the wind and snow outside the house, looking in the direction of the Xiling Temple, not knowing how to speak.

Zhangjiao, Ye Hongyu, and ** Hai and others came to the outside of the Temple of Light, and the expressions on their faces became extremely solemn, but no one dared to step into the temple.

The tremors of the world gradually stopped, the corners of the Temple of Light collapsed, and the pillars of the temple cracked and crumbled, but finally did not collapse, and in the moonlight it looked like the scene after the storm.

There was also silence in the Temple of Light.

Ning Que was lying in the rubble of the bed with Sang Sang in his arms, the friction of his lips and the touch of his body were no longer as violent as before, and turned into a gentle breeze, swirling between each other.

Like embracing the breeze, slow but not sick, Ning Que's mind gradually became calmer, Sang Sang's eyes became more and more confused, he felt that he was immersed in the most wonderful warmth, like floating in the sea water in the middle of summer, she felt that she was embracing the most real warmth, like embracing the ocean of the sun.

When he first met, he had seen a sea, and it was only then that he remembered that when he first meditated and sensed the sea, he was holding her as a girl in his arms.

Now that he was finally back in the warm waters again, he never wanted to leave again, he hugged her, kissed her softly on the lips, and did nothing else.

The two hugged each other gently, clinging to each other tightly, the cold winter wind entered his lips from her lips, this is breathing each other's breath, the warm measure of life is transmitted from her body to his body, this is the heartbeat of each other, there is only her in his world, and there is only him in her world.

Ning Que and Sang Sang entered a strange situation at the same time

Miao's mental state, I don't know how long it took, hit a shudder on her body, and a shiver under him. This war between adults and between men and women did not distinguish between winners and losers, and they finally got the great harmony of life between loving and killing each other.

The front hall of the Temple of Light collapsed, and smoke and dust poured into the night sky, obscuring the eyes of the moon.

In the loud bang, the priests and deacons of the Xiling Temple on the cliff flat turned extremely pale, and thousands of people subconsciously rushed towards the Temple of Light, and then stopped uneasily, and the expression of the master of the sect became extremely strict, but he didn't dare to do anything, and even thought that it was a blasphemy.

In the early morning, Ning Que woke up from that wonderful mental state, and only then did he understand what happened last night, looking at the face of Sang Sang, who was close at hand, silent.

His silence is different from the silence of a man in the early morning, there is no embarrassment, just vigilance, since it is love and killing, after falling in love, he doesn't know what he will face.

Suddenly, there were some very beautiful sounds in his body, it was the sound of snow flowing through the gravel, it was the sound of the sea of clouds floating over the foothills, he heard the most beautiful sound in nature, and only then did he realize that after this night, the sea of snow and mountains that he was locked up had regained his freedom!

He looked at Sang Sang's face and smiled, thinking that marrying such a wife was really the most cost-effective deal in the world.

Sangsang closed her eyes, as if she was still asleep, a real human sleep, her breathing was very long and subtle, if you didn't pay close attention, you would even think that she was no longer breathing.

The long, flat breath suddenly became rapid.

She opened her eyes and looked at Ning Que, the sea of stars composed of hundreds of millions of stars in the depths of her eyes began to set off a violent wave, and there was endless divine power hidden in it.

"I'll ...... you"

Ning Que is a human being after all, and it is inevitable that he will be a little uneasy about Haotian doing this kind of thing, and he subconsciously wants to defend a few sentences, but he doesn't even have time to say the word "responsible".

A roar of rage, bursting from between Sangsang's lips, sounded like the most terrible wind in the moor passing through the skull of a bison on a dry riverbed.

Ning Que's arm bones were instantly shattered into twenty segments, each representing the year he had been with her, and she had forgotten all of them, so he could no longer hold her.

A terrifying force raged on the floor of the temple like a hurricane, and before he could react, he was shaken dozens of feet away and slammed into the walls of the temple.

The wall was originally painted with murals of ancient myths in the Xiling canon, but after the trembling last night, the murals were damaged and had long lost their former color, and at this time, they were hit by Ning Que, and the remaining wall skin on the surface peeled off even more, and then it was dyed red by blood, and the myth became bloody.

Ning Que sat under the wall with his legs open, coughing up blood constantly, looking extremely miserable.

Sangsang floated in front of him, his face was completely pale without any emotion.

Ning Que looked at her and grinned, her teeth were full of blood, as if she had bitten her plump body, but her eyes were full of loneliness and disappointment.

The cold wind in the Temple of Light was cold, and he clearly felt the power of the rules, which was seeping into his body with those cold winds, and was about to re-lock his snow mountain qi sea.

Nothing has changed after all?

Ning Que finally realized the feelings of the queen mother at the last moment of her life, looking at the pale Sangsang, the loneliness and disappointment in her eyes were swept away, and she became extremely calm and ruthless.

"Thou art my handmaiden, but thou hast not been enslaved by me. He stood up, looked at her and smiled and said, "So I don't want to continue to be your slave." ”

When the cold wind rose again, his aura suddenly exploded, and his body turned into an afterimage, rushing towards the terrace of the temple facing the cliff, leaving a clear line of blood behind him.

His feet landed on the terrace, trampling the fresh snow that had just been re-paved in the morning, and he rushed to the railing, and without hesitation, slapped the railing with his palm, and jumped to his feet.

Slap the railing all over and look at the end of the world.

Slap the railings all over, and I'll cut off your path.

He jumped over the railing and jumped down the cliff.

At the same time, Sangsang came to the railing.

She didn't have time to stop him from jumping off a cliff - she didn't count that he would jump - God didn't count him, for he wasn't her people, much less her slaves.

She stood by the railing and looked at him falling in the clouds, he floated in the fog and looked at her by the railing, separated by life and death, the two looked at each other in silence, and time seemed to stop at this moment.

"Is that how you want me to die?"

Sang Sang looked at Ning Que who was falling towards the abyss, and felt some pain in his chest.

She thought it was a wound she had received last night, but it wasn't.

(Chapters 74 and 75 have been revised again, and they will be replaced when they go home, and there are very few repairs, so you don't need to read them, I said yesterday that these two chapters are the two most important chapters of the night, and I am more satisfied with the effect of writing. (To be continued.)