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There is nothing more painful than not being able to bear the pain of a loved one.

There is nothing more painful than watching a loved one suffer, but there is nothing to be done.

Yan Xiaomei looked at the black impermanence.

One has empty eyes, and the other weeps silently.

The heart hurts like a knife.

The lip bit out blood, and there was nowhere to speak.

You must be in pain, right?

Hold you tight, that's the only thing I can do at this point.

The little hand tightened the little brother again, but he gently pushed it away.

Yan smiled. Black Impermanence's voice was calm, as if nothing had happened.

Persuaded softly: "Cultivating immortals is the right way, after leaving the North Underworld, follow your grandfather to cultivate immortals, and I hope you can live forever as soon as possible." ”

I couldn't believe what I heard, and the tears never stopped.

"Little brother, are you driving me away?" The red lips trembled slightly, like a remnant flower in the wind: "But you obviously know that I am already a ghost and can't cultivate immortals." ”

"People can return to yang when they die. Black Impermanence turned around and no longer showed her his face.

seems to be looking at the sky, and the background is bleak and heartbreaking: "I'll go back to the underworld to arrange." ”

"Okay, I'll go find my grandfather, and my little brother will help me return the yang. ”

As long as he is happy, I will listen to him for everything, if I want to cultivate immortals, I will cultivate immortals, and if I want to be a ghost, I will be a ghost.

The little face that had just been wiped dry was soaked with tears again.

Yan Xiaomei took a step closer, and Hei Impermanence took a step away.

A few steps away, it seems to be cut off.

"And then?" the voice wept sadly, unable to help itself, even the wind wept.

He didn't answer, and the moonlight reflected his back, cold as ice.

She asked, reluctantly: "Then what? Little brother, you tell me, and then what?"

Tears, sliding down his cheeks and dripping from the bottom of his heart.

Yan Xiaomei didn't dare to cry, for fear of provoking the little brother's disgust.

"Little brother, if you don't tell me, then I'll wait for you for a thousand years. ”

The little girl has the stubbornness of a little girl, she will never joke, if she can't get the little brother's reply, she would rather become a stone statue.

"Then, we don't have to see each other again. ”

We don't have to see each other again.

We don't have to see each other again.

We don't have to see each other again.

This is the answer, breaking the smile of the face.

Pieces withered and turned into dust.

"Little brother. ”

I wanted to say a thousand words to him, but I was stopped by tears.

Petite people, lying in the snow, crying uncontrollably.

Crying down the stars, crying out the moonlight.

He stood still, still lonely with his back.

It seems that after a thousand years of crying, the tears have been wept, and the heart has dried up.

"I'll go. ”

This is Yan Xiaomei's decision, softly.

"I don't have mana anymore. She Tingting got up and wiped away the last tears: "On the way to find grandpa, there must be many dangers, you give me a knife to defend myself." ”

A knife cuts through the threads of love.

From then on, heaven and man will be separated forever.

Black impermanence is silent, one palm is in the wind, and the snow is a blade.

A snow knife, sharp and handsome.

The winter wind fluttered, sending the snow knife to Yan Xiaomei's eyes.

He wouldn't even look at me one last time.

Little brother, do you think your fate is over?

Yan Xiaomei grabbed the snow knife and smiled sadly.

Swing your backhand and cut your feet!

The wind is sluggish, and the hearts of the people are settled.

Attack ruthlessly, and use the strength of the whole body.

The snow blade is about to cut off both feet, and the chain is here.

smashed the snow knife and locked Yan Xiaomei.

"You let go of me!"

Little brother, are you finally willing to turn around?

"Why self-harm?"

I gouged out my eyes, just to save you from the North Stygian Snow Mountain, and to repay your love of sacrificing your life to make tea, why don't you understand the preciousness of life?

"If I cut off my feet, you won't be able to drive me away!" she cried out, stubbornly.

Even if I burst into tears, I won't let you hear that I'm crying.

Yan smiled. Hei Wuchang took a deep breath, still ruthless: "I have never been ...... to you"

"I don't listen! I don't listen!" she screamed with her hands locked, unable to cover her ears.

Little brother, please, don't say ruthless words, I'll die.

I'm really going to die.

"Little brother. The voice trembled, calling affectionately: "After I cut off my legs, I will be your eyes, you will be my feet, I will lie on your back every day, and follow you all over the world." ”

Qiang Qiang smiled, Yan Xiaomei struggled, begging for pity: "Just let me and you be a pair of lonely ghosts, can't you?"

"Lonely souls and wild ghosts, there is a catastrophe above, Zhong Kui below, a dragon on the left, and a ghost on the right. ”

This is the fate of lonely souls and wild ghosts, fleeing all day long, and one day, it will be difficult to cross.

He said as much as he could, only to get a faint sentence with a smile on his face.

"Then die together. ”

It is difficult to live together, and it is difficult to die together.

Living and dying together is nothing more than a joke.

When there was silence, a sudden cold wind struck.

Here and now, there is a third person!

The wind was fierce and fierce.

Between the lightning and flint, he has approached the top of the black and impermanent.

The black impermanence eyes are gone, and the iron chain locks the smiling eyebrows again.

At this time, if you want to fight back, you are powerless.

Immediately disperse the ghost fire protection body around him, and if anyone dares to attack, he must burn all the jade.

This person was not afraid of ghost fire, and instantly grabbed the temples on both sides of the black impermanence, and shouted in a broken voice: "The king does it!"

The voice was so familiar, it looked like a lazy drunkard.

"Black impermanence, don't want to escape from my palm!"

Yan Xiaomei was no longer there, and Yan Xiaomei's hatred was full of hatred.

Two cold winds were like electricity, piercing the black impermanence's head.

Sister Jun Yan Xiaomei is really vicious.

It seems that their master and servant are ready to kill me, and I have been calculated by them after all.

The cold wind pierced into the black and impermanent head, and under the severe pain, it seemed to be able to explode people's brains.

The stubborn young man didn't say a word, and he had to die with backbone.

When she fell softly, she listened to Yan Xiaomei drink and order the lazy drunkard: "Bai impermanence, the thing has been done, you go and find my spirit, in the life of the smartest person in the world." ”

The boy finally collapsed in the snow.

From then on, everything in the world has nothing to do with me.

The wind and the warm sun, approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival, actually came back to the autumn tiger.

Autumn Tiger is a folk slang term that means that summer has passed, and it should be cool, but it has returned to be hot for a few days.

Everyone took off their autumn clothes again and changed back into summer clothes.

Children play bare-bottomed in the stream.

The men rolled up their sleeves and trouser legs and worked in the fields.

The women dressed in sackcloth and light yarn, packed fragrant meals, and walked lightly on the stalks to give to the men of their own families.

In this village, there is only one woman.

She hid from the crowd and sat alone in the upper reaches of the creek.

With a pair of jade-like little feet, soak in the refreshing water.

has long passed the year of Qi Ji, and she should have married a long time ago.

But alone.

She doesn't enjoy being alone, and she wants to be the most beautiful bride.

She also wanted to be like other women, cooking meals at home and sending them to her husband's stalks.

Eat with him and laugh with him.

She is not ugly and no one wants, on the contrary, she is a famous beauty in ten miles and eight towns.

When I was a child, I was a beautiful embryo with pink makeup, and I don't know how many matchmakers I was targeted.

Why didn't you get married?

Alas, there is something inexplicably strange about things.