Lingzixiu was silent.

The firmness that kept flashing in the senior brother's eyes at this time made Ling Zixiu look in a trance. She almost said yes!

As if she was bewitched, she couldn't help but almost nod her head in agreement! But reason told her in time that she couldn't do this!

Senior brother, what are you going to do?

When Xiu'er grows up, I'll change Xiu'er to protect you and your master, okay?

You really don't want to do anything, Xiu'er just wants you all to be well, that's enough!

Xiu'er doesn't ask for anything else, that's all, it's enough.

Xiu'er doesn't know what you're going to do, but Xiu'er will never agree to hurt you. At all times, never!

Ling Zixiu's beautiful eyes flashed, and he was ruthless and did not make any response or guarantee.

She was really afraid that as soon as she opened her mouth, she would agree.

Stubbornly biting his red lips, he didn't give himself any room for regret.

Pangu also looked back without hesitation, he looked at Lingzixiu in a bright and upright manner, as if he wanted to project his gaze into the depths of Lingzixiu's heart.

In fact, he did.

Beautiful woman, handsome man, magnificent but not lost the beauty and fairy hall. What a picture!

Clothes fluttering

Pangu turned his head, almost without hesitation.

It's not that he's ruthless, it's that he already knows that he won't get any answers!

He still has a lot to do, and everything is worth it for Xiu'er.

At this moment's warmth, he can't be greedy.

Lingzixiu listened to Pangu's footsteps until Pangu walked away along the main hall before gently turning his cheeks full of tears.

Looking at the Heavenly Dao Corridor that has long been gone.

Through the long purple demonic eyelashes stained with tears in the stars, Ling Zixiu seemed to be able to see the man's figure.

A heart, calm and resolute, can no longer hold anything else.

Keep your eyes closed.

A white dress swayed gently in the wind.

Is it his, or hers?

It's not that I can't tell the difference, but I'm tired and I don't want to be so clear.

On the promenade, the wind swept the clouds, and one or two fallen leaves blew from nowhere, and again, they were gently swept up.

The love is not broken, and the person is gone. See each other again, and I don't know, what is the night?

All efforts have turned into smoke and rain.

In the vast sky, but it is difficult to see your face again.

What year and month?

Two reunions?