The rose is glamorous but piercing, let alone this woman who was born to fight.

"I regret it!" Lin Qing's face was calm.

Athena sneered, "Regret not killing me?"

"No!" shook his head solemnly, with an ambiguous smile on the corner of his mouth: "I regret it, why didn't I push you down?

A trace of shyness, just a hint of shyness! Athena's expression was cold, resentful, and inexplicable: "It's a pity that you are going to die!"

"You can't kill me?" Lin Qing was very determined.

Athena was furious at his self-confidence and annoyed: "Do you think I will give you time to resume your cultivation?" The golden light in her palm skyrocketed, and the spear of war appeared.

"Woman, it's better not to be too fierce!" Lin Qing shook his head very regretfully, without a trace of fear.

"I don't think of myself as a woman anymore!" Athena stepped forward, resolutely, steadily, and the untouched hand that held the spear of war was not in the slightest disorder.

Lin Qing suddenly asked, "Why did you kill me, for the sake of the Eastern Emperor, and do you love him?"

As soon as his footsteps froze, a trace of hesitation flashed on Athena's cold face, and then he turned blue again: "He is my eldest brother!"

"Kill your man for the sake of your eldest brother?" a smile tugged at the corner of Lin Qing's mouth.

Finally, the lioness could not remain indifferent, her delicate face was slightly red, and she roared hysterically: "Who man are you?

"The woman I fancy is mine!" Lin Qing smiled domineeringly, laughing extremely heartily. These ten seconds finally won him life.

The white light flashed, and a peerless shadow was like a fairy in the dust.

The sudden appearance of the figure made Athena's expression change greatly, and she stepped back in a little panic, turning her head, only to find that Lin Qing's expression was even more terrifying.

Surprise, self-pity, lovesickness, and heavy emotions were intertwined, making Lin Qing's expression extremely complicated, and his lips trembled, as if he was about to die of an old man, staring at the immortal figure, choked and speechless.

On the bank of Luoshui, who is the socks and dust, like a shocking flood!

Who is Ling Bo smiling and smiling.

"Concubine Mi!" Lin Qing's eyes were a little wet.

The fairy cloud is elegant, trimming her eyebrows, fluttering out of the dust and elegant, wearing white clothes fluttering, as if she wants to return by the wind.

Ethereal and ethereal, she doesn't eat fireworks, she is the fairy concubine of Luoshui.

The wind was light and cloudy, his eyes swept lightly, and he glanced at Lin Qing, there was no trace of waves in his eyes, and he stood quietly, like a frozen firework, but it was brilliant but rejected thousands of miles away.

There was a great sorrow in his heart, as if he had been strangled by thousands of sharp knives, Lin Qing's breathing was like a blockage, and his heart was painful. This kind of look is very light, very light, and very ruthless.

At that time, it was indifferent and dead. Concubine Mi is like a fairy who has been robbed of her soul, the fairy posture is peerless, but it is like a jade statue, what remains is only ruthless.

Conjuring Hou Yi's voice and appearance, Lin Qing met the fairy's indifferent eyes with some expectation, but he was disappointed.

Concubine Mi's pupils were as deep as a lake, clear and transparent, quiet and chilling, and when she caught a glimpse of Hou Yi's appearance, she only had a slight ripple, and then returned to Qingning.

"Concubine Mi, have you forgotten Brother Houyi?" was about to suffocate in distress, Lin Qing seemed to pray, expecting, as long as he could see the corner of the fairy's mouth bloom again with a warm smile.

The fairy's eyes did not show a trace of waves, and she stared at Lin Qing calmly, as if staring at the void, and her voice was soft and distressing: "Who is Hou Yi?"

Lin Qing almost wanted to go crazy, stood up with a hideous expression, and wanted to get close to the fairy, but a trace of determination in the latter's eyes made him angry and made him sad: "Concubine Mi, why do you treat me like this, if I do anything wrong, just beat me, scold me, please don't do this!"

Moth's eyebrows were slightly raised, Concubine Mi retreated half a step without a trace, a trace of unbearability flashed in her cold eyes, and finally turned into endless indifference: "Some people, some things, Concubine Mi has forgotten! Who is Hou Yi? Who are you? Concubine Mi doesn't know!"

With a muffled snort, Lin Qing opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, his body was like a remnant in the wind, about to overturn at any time. Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, his heart was distressed, he still refused to give up, and walked towards this cooled firework step by step, he wanted to use everything he had to rekindle it and wake it up.

"I don't know why you want to do this to me, but Brother Houyi will warm you again until you bloom with warmth!"

The blood dripped down the corners of his lips, step by step, the blood-red plum blossoms bloomed very brilliantly, and Lin Qing smiled very gently and gently.

"Don't come here!" Concubine Mi, who was as indifferent as an iceberg, finally flashed a trace of panic in her eyes, and took a step back in a hurry, not daring to look at his warm eyes again.

"Time can change a lot, but Brother Houyi doesn't want you to be like this, even if you want to forget your brother, you have to forget with a smile, I hope to see it again, the former sister of Concubine Mi!"

Unlike Hongfeng, Lin Qing did not tell Concubine Mi everything, so in the 50,000 years from his disappearance from the flood to the end of the world, Concubine Mi, who was looking forward to it, suppressed too much resentment in her heart. This kind of resentment is enough to wear away a period of lovesickness, and enough to freeze love and affection.

The heart is dead, the person is not there! Concubine Mi has been reborn.

At this time, Concubine Mi is a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, and she is an indifferent and ruthless immortal, but she is not the Concubine Mi who can sleep peacefully in Lin Qing's chest.

After figuring out everything, Lin Qing only had deep guilt and helplessness in his heart, as well as deep gratitude and joy.

The guilt of Concubine Mi and the helplessness of destiny, and now the gratitude and joy of the unexpected reunion.

"I know you hate me and hate me! But Brother Houyi has a lot of helplessness! I don't ask you to forgive me and forgive me! I just ask you to give me a chance! Let me regain the beauty and happiness that have been lost in the past 50,000 years for Sister Mi Fei!"

The slightest fluctuation in Concubine Mi's eyes made Lin Qing ecstatic, as long as the former's heart was not dead, he would have the opportunity to let the warm smile re-ripple at the corner of the fairy's mouth.

"Brother Hou Yi loves you, likes you, and has never forgotten you! I know you don't believe it, you look down on it, that time that made you miserable and made you resentful, Brother Hou Yi has never been far away, but you can't see or hear it! Now God has given me a chance to start over, Brother Hou Yi will make up for the lovesickness and pain owed for 50,000 years!"

Resentment, hatred?

Countless days and nights of lovesickness, countless days and nights of liver and intestines, the person who misses has never appeared after all, that wisp of joy, expectation, affection, are all faded in time, faded, until elusive.

Nirvana?Rebirth?

Why is there still a throbbing in my heart when I see this familiar figure again, and why can I hear this familiar voice, my Dao heart that has been sticking to it for 50,000 years will tremble uncontrollably.

"Don't come here, don't come here!" Concubine Mi was like an injured little beast, retreating in a panic, and her sudden expression was distressing.

"Go away, go away!" she couldn't stay calm after all, and the tears rolled down irrepressibly, piercing the delicate face that could be broken by blowing bullets, flashing with a blurry color.

Dressed in white, she was delicate and invincible, as if she was about to be swept away by the wind at any time, Concubine Mi was very panicked, frightened, and kept retreating, don't pass the show, trying to escape from Lin Qing's gentle gaze that was enough to thaw the iceberg.

The crystal clear teardrops, like sharp knives, drenched Lin Qing's heart with blood, and an indescribable stinging pain swept through his entire body, making his body cramp slightly.

"In your life, you should have laughed incomparably gorgeously, but Brother Houyi is useless, you can only blindly be sad and cry!"

His steps are very steady, very solid, every step is as heavy as Mount Tai, every step is exhausted, his will is almost blurred, to the verge of collapse, in order to awaken the dusty warmth in Concubine Mi's heart, he can only grit his teeth and support himself. He knew he only had one chance.

Why can't I hate it in my heart no matter what? Concubine Mi's eyes rolled down tears, her heart was miserable, staring at the face that had appeared in her dreams countless times, there was only a trace of indescribable complex feelings, she wanted to hate, but she couldn't hate anything.

How can I be soft-hearted, how can I be soft-hearted, this ruthless man has abandoned me like a shoe, I can't be deceived by his words, I don't love him, I don't love him!

Despite the hysterical roar in her heart, Concubine Mi couldn't give up after all, whenever she touched Lin Qing's gentle gaze that was enough to thaw the iceberg, Fang's heart was throbbing, and when she saw a trace of red blood at the corner of his mouth, her heart was slightly colic.

Seeing that the fairy's eyes were changing, and his expression was cloudy, Lin Qing sighed lightly, stretched out his ape arm lightly, and hugged the fairy into his arms again.

Warm fragrant nephrite, like a dream, Lin Qing only has peace and calm in his heart.

Returning to the familiar and unfamiliar chest, the tip of the nose continued to drill into the breath that was almost imprinted close to the soul, Concubine Mi's cheeks were slightly red, and her heart was slammed, as if she had returned to the green but warm days of the flood and famine.

wanted to resist, but the body betrayed itself, Concubine Mi wanted to push this embrace out, but the body seemed to disobey the command, and it was clinging to it like glue, refusing to let go at all.

The jade arm stretched out lightly, wrapped around Lin Qing's tiger waist, and leaned on the warm chest of the other side, the long-lost sleepiness came to her heart, and Concubine Mi wanted to fall asleep very much.

There was a comfortable smile on the corner of his mouth, and just when Lin Qing thought that he was going to be done, a cold voice was like a sharp sword, smashing this warmth and emotion.

"Enough affection, let's die!" Athena seemed to be stimulated, her face was pale, she felt a burst of anger inexplicably, and snorted coldly, with awe-inspiring murderous intent.

With an exclamation, Concubine Mi pushed Lin Qing away, took a few steps back in a panic, and her expression returned to coldness, although she still didn't make waves, but Lin Qing was ecstatic. The fairy's eyes as clear as the lake water, as always, did not ripple, but he could clearly feel that the pool of spring water was heating up, not like the dead silence of Fang Cai.

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