She stood in front of the scholar with her hands behind her back, and tilted her head with crooked eyebrows:

"Huh? It's really the same, it's exactly the same as the first time I saw you, I want to cry but I hold back, and I want people to pick it up and go home. ”

"Are you scared?"

The girl tiptoed lightly, stretched out her hand and shook the scholar's head, as if coaxing a doll that had just returned home.

"Don't worry, even if it's hell, I'll go with you, so don't be afraid."

"Don't be afraid....... Not scared at all. The scholar kept repeating, and couldn't help muttering:

"I just suddenly understood why I had four arms."

Before the ghost, he thought like this - if two hands can't hold her, then four hands, isn't it okay?

"Needless to say, I guessed the secret."

The girl ruffled the scholar's hair, wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed it down softly.

The red lips kissed lightly, containing his guilty and complicated tears,

The girl slowly stretched out her hand and gently held the illusory and ethereal rough palm, her face full of relief:

"So this time, you have to take care of it."

The girl held the scholar's hand tightly, and for the first time showed her arrogance like a big lady in front of him: "Keep holding it, don't let go!" ”

The tone is slow and soft, slightly choked with the girl's own purest vision for the future:

"Until the next life is the door to see the cherry blossoms, until the next life is a childhood sweetheart blushing."

Step ——!

The girl took the scholar's hand and ran to hell without regrets, and also ran to the next life:

"Hold it! It's an appointment! ”

"No matter what happens next time or what happens, you are not allowed to marry, and I cannot marry."

"Until you watch me put on your beautiful wedding dress, until finally, we have a home of our own."

She wiped her tears and smiled intoxicatingly:

"Okay, in the next life, you will work hard for me, and I will make tea for you."

"But you absolutely, absolutely, you can't be late again!"

"Hmm!" The scholar choked and wiped his tears, looked at the girl with gentle eyes and a chuckle with tears, and nodded fiercely.

Choking, choking, the two of them got closer and closer to the soul-burning flame.

The pain startled the scholar to his senses, and he let go of the girl's hand, gently pushing her away from the hell she was about to fall into, with an equally painful expression.

And he manipulated his thin, emaciated body and lay down in the flames.

The beating red burned the scholar's soul, and the pain of the people he killed reproduced in the depths of his soul.

It really hurts!

But this is his sin to atone for, and as a human being, he will not escape.

And as a man, even if it is a minute and a second, how can he allow the girl he loves the most to be there.

She knew there was a better place to go.

"Xiao Xia, I can't hold your hand, that's not where you should go."

The closed gates of hell came the scholar's hoarse chuckle in pain,

"But if we can meet again in the next life, we can still meet each other. I will definitely do my best to give you the most lively wedding with my life! ”

"And, it definitely won't be bloody!"

Next time, he can definitely do it!

The four lines of clear tears swayed, staggered, falling into the void space.

The squeaky door separates hell from heaven, between boys and girls.

Hell and heaven, they went to their respective places, and the uncertain answer of whether they could meet each other also fell in the distant future.

Tick ——!

In reality, on the shattered bluestone, there is a touch of wetness and smudge.

"Is it raining?"

Sorrowful Mingyu's ears moved, and he couldn't help frowning and looking at the sky between the palms of his hands, a little puzzled.

Or is it ........

The burly man looked at the golden smoke and dust flying in the air, and whispered softly:

"Are you crying?"

Like a few ghosts, when you were a human being, did you hide a story that would never be told?

Sad, you.

Damn, it's not miserable.

"Amitabha."

Bang Bang Bang ——!

Suddenly, there was a slap on the edge of the lake!

The Butterfly Sisters knelt down drenched beside Shi Xiangfei.

The butterfly couldn't bear to be impatient, and kept patting Shi Shenfei's face:

"Wake up! Big stupid! Don't sleep! Don't sleep! ”

"Wake up! Wake me up! ”

"Artificial respiration!" Or Butterfly Chanae suddenly woke up, and greeted Butterfly Shinobi:

"Xiao Ren, don't be stunned, you come and press your chest."

"Huh? Good! Good! ”

Butterfly Chanae looked at Shi Qingfei's mouth in a complicated manner, and couldn't help pursing her crystal lips with water droplets.

It was the sister who saved the younger brother.

That's right, it's my sister who saves my brother!

Xiao Ren will marry someone in the future, this kind of thing, she can't be allowed to come.

Thoughts flying, hearts have been decided, butterfly Chanae bent down slightly.

How do you know that the butterfly was too anxious, and directly pressed Shi Xiangfei's chest for a while!

Poof——!

Shi Cheng Fei was in pain, and squirted out a large mouthful of water, and then opened his black eyes blankly, looking for the pink warmth and shyness.

He subconsciously looked around, and after seeing Uncle Beimingyu, he completely calmed down, and after his lips squirmed, he fainted again.

"What did he say?" Beimingyu rushed to the side of the three little ones, frowning and questioning.

The distance was a little far, and the voice was too small for him to hear clearly.

But he knew that Shi Shenfei's state was not so bad, after all, the sound of a healthy heartbeat could not be faked.

Butterfly Chanae wiped the water from her face without saying a word, still smiling, but her fists were clenched.

Bang——!

"Knives!"

The butterfly couldn't bear to kick it angrily, and collapsed to the ground weakly, looking up to the sky and scolding:

"He said the knife, the Japanese wheel knife !!"

It's a shame that they're so worried, what the hell is this.......

I'm so angry with her!

"Yes, Xiao Mingfei said knife."

Butterfly Chanae stretched out two fingers, squinting eyes can't see joy and sorrow clearly,

"It's still two."

[CG: 'Blood Wedding', end.] 】

Lu Mingfei slowly opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling blankly, feeling a sense of strangeness.

Weddings, wedding troubles, evil spirits, chaotic sword moves.........

Seeing the defeated dog feel the same way, and also provide a choice, I can really get you!

Subconsciously think of yourself as a defeated dog? Isn't it embarrassing! Lu Mingfei!

The kind of person who faintly moves closer to Senior Brother Chu and will inexplicably manage things, is he really him?

The kind of person who subconsciously protects others, fights wildly, and messes around, is he really him?

Isn't it because you subconsciously know that this is a game, so you let yourself go a little bit in order to achieve the perfect ending?

Just like on weekdays, on weekdays on the King of Fighters and the stars, there will always be an inexplicable sense of superiority.

Lu Mingfei got up suddenly, brushed his hair back with his right hand, felt the cool breeze sweeping across his forehead, and gradually calmed down.

Fortunately, Tongming Kenshin and his wishes came to be lucky A to give power, otherwise he would have simulated it this time.

Either he was chewed like a ghost chewing gum, or he fell on a stone and lay down on the board.

Lu Mingfei, Lu Mingfei, take it easy, this time, your name is Shi Xiangfei, not Shi Mingfei!

There was still a feeling of not vomiting and unpleasantness in his chest.

Lu Mingfei knew that it was the joy of victory and the urge to shout, with an inexplicable desire to vent.

Suddenly, I want to run!

Suddenly, I want to scream!

Suddenly, I want to swing a knife!

Ran until exhausted, shouted until his voice was hoarse, and kept swinging his knife until his arm was so sore that he couldn't lift it.

Now he will definitely be able to do it!

Lu Mingfei looked at the silent night outside the window, pursed his lips, and dispelled this idea.

He sat down in his seat skillfully, flicked the mouse, lit up the computer, and nodded to himself.

Well....... Never mind.

He went out for a run at one or two o'clock, and he didn't have any serious illness.

Suddenly, Lu Mingfei's eyes froze, and he muttered to himself:

"Amitabha, Senior Brother Chu forgive me, I didn't say anything about you."

He suddenly remembered that the last time he contacted Senior Brother Chu at two o'clock, he seemed to have just finished exercising.

Sure enough, he was still far from becoming a god like Senior Brother Chu.