"After those little troubles are cleared, the deity will naturally clean up the troubles, and then you and the deity will need to work together. But before that, you have to do one more thing - relight the Xuanyin lamp, otherwise there are only two choices, either watch the world chaos, or let her be martyred, with what you know about her, you should know very well which one she will choose. ”

Chi Ming paused, his face was full of solemnity, and he added, "If it really comes to that point, even if the girl is unwilling to be martyred, Jun Yin will not let her go in order to avoid chaos in the world." ”

"She extinguished the hidden lamp for the poor monk, and the poor monk will definitely light it for her......"

He Guang Tongchen should bear it, but was interrupted by Chi Ming shaking his head with a smile, "She is not for you, at that time, she was disillusioned and didn't want to live, the moment the lights went out, she made up her mind to be martyred." ”

No one knew Huaxin better than Chi Ming, and he didn't believe that this woman would give up the man she liked, unless she wanted to die.

He Guang Tongchen remembered the painting heart at that time, and his heart ached faintly, but his face was not still flat, but he was silent, lowered his eyes thoughtfully, and stopped talking.

A gust of wind rises and blows away the falling flowers.

The water of the pond is clear and clear, swaying, unable to hide the intertwined and overlapping figures at the bottom of the pool, ambiguous, ecstatic, panting, groaning, if you ignore the stubborn resistance of the painting heart with teeth and claws, and the tension of the angry eyes, the atmosphere at the bottom of the pool is beautiful and fragrant everywhere is just right.

"Why don't you dare to call it out? I'm afraid he'll hear it?" Shuyi was angered by Huaxin's forbearance, and his eyes couldn't help but become a little colder.

He remembered her charming eyes like silk and tactful before, and looked at her now that she couldn't bear to say a word even if she bit her lip, and he almost couldn't help but rage.

This anger made him more frantic to plunder and vent on her.

He slammed his waist hard, and when he saw her snort, he bit her lip deeper, and the blood gushing out of it was smeared as soon as it was stained with water, and painted into a magnificent haze, and then faded into a thin red veil, and with the ups and downs of his movements, it floated and floated, like the big red curtain in their happy room.

He was angry and distressed, and couldn't bear to provoke in her ear, "Do you think you don't know if you don't tell him?"

Hearing this, the painting turned his face and stared at Shuyi, his eyes were full of struggle and deep hatred.

Under his gallop, she only felt severe pain all over her body, numbness in her limbs, and her consciousness was in a trance, as if she was swaying on the line of life and death.

She did not dare to answer, for fear that an uncontrollable moan would grant him what he wanted, and although she was now bound by him, like a zombie, uncontrollably allowed him to play with him, she was unwilling to make the slightest compromise to please him.

Shuyi's energy is like he can't run out, just like he can't exhaust his anger no matter how much he vents.

I don't know how long this torture has passed, and finally, he stopped on her, but he was still pressed on her and reluctant to withdraw from her.

At this time, her eyes looking at him were as flat as water, not even angry, hidden under the water, he couldn't tell if she was crying, but those eyes didn't know whether they were water or tears, wet, like a pouring rain on his heart, instantly extinguished all the anger and desire in his heart.

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