"Really?" Although the painting heart did not believe it, there was a hint of anticipation.

As always, Chi Ming touched her head and responded to her, "Really." ”

His blood flowed more and more, and he couldn't stop his hand no matter how much he couldn't stop it, and his emotions collapsed with his injuries.

Chi Ming watched her sobbing quietly for a long time, and finally raised his finger to her forehead a little, and smiled at her, "Okay, okay, okay, I won't tease you, the deity is fine." ”

"Huh?" said the painting heart, looking up with a handful of snot and tears.

"Well, you see. Chi Ming raised his palm and stroked it, and the wounds and blood stains on his body were gone.

The painting looked at him dumbfounded.

Think about it, he is a red underworld, he is not afraid of the Shen Yuan Sword, how can he die so easily.

She grabbed Chi Ming's ear and roared, "You think it's interesting to tease me?"

Seeing that the woman in front of her suddenly became vicious, Chi Ying stroked her forehead with a headache, and met her vigorous anger with a hard head, "To be serious, if He Guang Tongchen didn't catch that person this time, you have to be careful of the Yue family." ”

Thinking of the man in black who had escaped, he nodded thoughtfully, "How can he drive away the red fire of the flood and desolation?"

The Red Wind blocked her back with a light word, "What's so strange about this, can't you also drive the Red Lotus Karma Fire?"

Unexpectedly, the painting did not continue to ask, and after the excitement was great, he collapsed weakly on the ground. Thinking of the early Qing child, when I looked back, the kid was still lying on the table and feasting as if nothing had happened.

"Alas" sighed, and the painting heart couldn't say what it tasted like.

"Girl, come here with your ears. ”

"What are you doing?" the painting heart said in a bad tone, and his head still leaned over very consciously.

Chi Ming whispered something in her ear, and the face of the painting heart changed, and finally nodded.

Before she could get up, she was suddenly pressed into her arms by Chi Ming, and before she struggled, his lip print snorted softly on her forehead, "Girl, don't move, let the deity hold for a while, and ...... for a while"

It sounds like a gossamer.

Immediately after, Huaxin felt a wetness on his chest, and suddenly understood something, and the whole person shrank steadily in his arms, not daring to move.

She also used the same trick back then, why didn't she see through it?

When she was about to die, she also lied to Junyi like this and said that she was fine, but now Chi Ming is just repeating the old trick.

His breath was short, but he still forced his mouth to speak, "Girl, this ...... After so many years, you really ...... Haven't you ever liked the deity in the slightest?"

Huaxin desperately pressed down the whimper deep in his throat, but the tears fell down disobediently, "No, this seat has never liked you at all, I don't like ...... at all"

She thought that according to Chi Ming's temper, hearing such words, the dead would also be angry. But I only heard him gasp twice, and he spoke desperately, "But...... The deity really rejoices...... Like you...... The deity ......"

His voice grew weaker and weaker, and at last, even if her ears were close to his lips, she couldn't hear what he was saying, and finally his lips stopped trembling completely, and his body became transparent little by little, and even the touch of hugging him gradually disappeared.

Something seemed to break open in her heart, and a heart-rending pain came, until her arms became empty, and she hammered the ground with both hands, and tears rained down like a waterfall.

As if the devil was stunned, she choked up over and over again, "Didn't you say that you wouldn't die......?