Chapter 218: The Seventh King of the Weak Chicken King (35)

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In the end, Luo Dianchen agreed to the proposal of Jun Yao.
This time, he did not lie to her.
After all, as a prince of a country, he no longer needs to care about a dead person.
That night, Luo Dianchen brought the Chunan string back to the Chu Wangfu, which had been sealed up. Although the emperor knew this, he did not say anything because his son liked it.
Jun Yao gave her a day to handle all the things, otherwise don't blame him for turning his face and not recognizing people.
How could she not know that the so-called one-day time was just followed by four white women who were specially trained by him.
But then how, no matter how many people follow, she has only one in her eyes.
I don't know why, in just a few days, the Chu Wangfu was a bit desolate. The heart of the temple was filled with petals of sea otters, which were intertwined with the heavy snow and looked particularly beautiful.
Born in the splendor of summer flowers, died in the beauty of autumn leaves.
Perhaps at this moment, she is this state of mind...
She carefully pulled out the swords in the body of Chunan's string one by one. Because of the night, the moment of pulling out was no longer bleeding.
I saw her take a deep breath, slowly got up, walked into the wing where they used to live, and took out a white dress.
After all, she felt that such a gentle man would be suitable for such a white.
Clean and pure, warm to the heart.
Luo dusted seriously and changed the clothes for the Chunan string, and he held him under the jellyfish tree.
In such a deep winter, the sea otters in front of their temples are still bright. When the wind blows, the petals of the 10,000 are falling, and the beauty is beautiful.
But in such a scene, he can't see it.
She lowered her head slightly, gently stroking his cold cheek with his hand, and sucked his nose and sucked his nose: "We are going home."
There are a lot of words to say, but this moment is like a throat, I can't say a word.
In my mind, I only flashed the system to tell her: a soul is not enough to make a living.
She has a chance, she still has a chance. She can't give up, the man who has always been so fond of him has never given up her, how can she give up?
Luo slammed the dust and took a deep breath, and placed his corpse in the crystal ice raft and buried it under the banyan tree.
Raise, lift, bite, and clench your fists.
Wait for her, be sure to wait for her...
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This night, after all, is not calm enough. The day after tomorrow she will officially join the Prince Edward East Palace, she has not had much time.
If you can’t die, then you will survive.
System, you say it! What did you mean by the most loved person you said at the time?
[Fate, every sorcerer is not a complete body. The man who loves the man is definitely the host, so use your blood to pay homage to the undead of the evil spirits, in exchange for the return of his three souls and seven souls. but--】
but what?
[But the system knows that this blood sacrifice method is to survive in the case of a soul-like body. And now...]
What do you mean, I will fail?
[There is this possibility, after all, the story has changed and the ending is different. The system can see a lot of things, but it can't see people's hearts.
In the countless days of the future, it can only accompany its own host and weather the storm one by one.
It is life and death, and all efforts are made.
it is good! I know! Tonight, sacrifice!
[There are a total of eight guards outside the hall, and the ability of the host is not going to go out. 】
Can I redeem an instant move?
[Yes, you need to exchange 500 values. 】
change!
[叮 - deducting the exchange value of 500, successful redemption of instant movement (only once)]