: 956, don't want to watch you die

If the man is now ridiculous, she will be happy to hold her up!
"God water rope depends on your gods to perceive, you have to do this..." The lyrics first demonstrated to her, and then grabbed a water rope that was condensed by the gods without any effort.
Mingwu nodded and learned the lyrics. He reached out and touched the water in the waterfall. He turned and turned, but she didn't find the rope for a long time.
But she was not discouraged, trying to set her mind and began to look for the gods rope seriously.
After half an hour, she finally caught the water rope. She was happy, and pulled it hard. She tried to climb, but the next moment, the water rope in her hand was broken. Fell...
The yuqin originally wanted to hold her up, but she did not dare to move.
Mingwuyan quickly climbed up, and then went on to find the rope.
This time, she quickly found it, and then tried to gently pull it. When she felt that the water rope was stronger than the last time, she slammed it hard. As a result, the whole person rushed forward...
This time, she fell so badly that she was dizzy by the currents and could not get up for a long time.
The lyre went over and silently wrapped a circle of water on her hand and took her back.
It’s a while for the fog to slow down, this water rope is not strong!
If you climb up forcibly, you may fall to death halfway!
"Do you really want me to hold it?" Yuqin crouched down and looked at her eyes.
There is a claustrophobic cave inside the waterfall. The light is very dark, but he can see it clearly. The clothes on Xiaoyan’s body are soaked and tightly attached to the body. Because it’s too embarrassing, he doesn’t Dare to see.
Instead of seeing her tossing there, he prefers to hug her directly, lest he can't hold it.
And the result he can't hold is that he is no longer him...
This result is even more terrible for Xiaoyaner.
"No, I can't always help people." Mingwuyan also has her own insistence. On the one hand, she really wants to work hard. Secondly, she really doesn't want to hold him.
She always felt that she couldn't understand her with him, and her mind would recall the cause of the death of Yuqin from time to time, which made her heart very uncomfortable.
She was trying hard to try, and changed the method from time to time. After half a day, she was finally able to use the gas of God to attach the water rope, and let the water rope carry its own weight and continue.
After the piano was tortured, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. His voice was a little hoarse. "Xiaoyan, you must try to climb up. I look at you. Once you climb the rope, don't look back...

"Yeah." Mingwuyan nodded and climbed up to his water rope.
At first, she climbed smoothly, and the spiritual power did not go very far, but as time went by, she gradually felt that her body was a little bit wrong, people were awkward, and her hands gradually lost strength.
She didn't want to go halfway, didn't want to fall, and didn't want to be trapped here. Therefore, Mingwuyan strengthened her will and strengthened her own knowledge.
Suddenly, her mind flashed and she had new ideas.
She closed her eyes, and the body swiftly rotated a few laps, and tied the gods rope firmly to her waist. Then she jumped out of the fairy soul in the air, her figure floated, and people Lost in the water curtain.
Yuqin also immediately grabbed the water rope and followed it up...
The pace of the fairy soul made her cleverly avoid the resistance in the water curtain. About a quarter of an hour, she reached the cliff top of the water cliff.
However, it is not a joy to greet her, but a more unbearable pain in the soul.
She really didn't understand why it was so difficult to station the card.
She hasn't been persistent for a long time, her face has become pale, cold sweats are back, and the pain and torture of the soul makes her crazy.
This is a pain that can't be said...
"Ah..." When she couldn’t help it, she screamed in pain.
Her voice scared the lyrics that came up later. When he saw Xiaoyan's painful head and fell to the ground, he ran over, but he did not dare to touch her.
This kind of pain, he has no way to relieve her, everything depends on herself.
Because Xiaoyan’s spirit is coming from a different world, she will be more painful than ordinary people when she is tempering her soul.
Mingwuyan really felt that she was dying. She felt like a mountain was crushed in the mountain of her own soul, and there were thousands of knives cutting herself.
She clung to her lips and wanted to hold back the pain, but gradually she couldn't support it, and she shouted again.
"what……"
Yuqin walked over and wanted to caress her face, but she did not dare to touch her at this time, but whispered in her ear. "Xiao Yaner, hold on, hold on... you have been working hard for so long, don't give up..."
He was very light, and his voice was light, but the power of the gods used, the fog and the fog were still heard.
The sound of the lyrics is very good, just like his melody, but she thinks that it is Xue Yihan who is now by her side.
She subconsciously took out her fairy book mud and held it in her hand...
Snow is cold, I am going to be unable to support it. What should I do?
No one told her that she climbed into this place without World of Warcraft and without assassination, but the pain in the soul made her unbearable.
Just when she once again felt that she was going to die, the ring of crystal on her ring gave her last warmth of light, covering her soul, and then, crystallized into powder...
A little warm, if the warmth of the fog and the heart and spirit, the snowy face of her face appeared in her mind, remembered her first knowledge with him, remembered that he first hugged himself, the first time Kiss yourself...
Little by little, it is so clear, she remembers what she is trying to do.
However, she was so painful that her body seemed to have been crushed, her heart was torn apart, and the heart she wanted to keep trembled.
This is the second level of the land of the gods. After that, she really can't imagine it.
"Xiao Yaner, hold on, I died for you once, but I don't want to watch you die..." Yuqin sighed.
These sufferings, she was received for the man, but he will also feel bad.
"Yijin, why are you dying for me?" Mingwuyan asked weakly.
Maybe, when she is awake, she will never ask this sentence.
In her heart, she always thought that he had died for himself, and that he died so badly.
The eyes of the lyrics looked at her with some wetness. The person in front of him, how long he loved, loved how much he loved, loved, she forgot herself, fell in love with others, and he still loved her.