Vol 2 Chapter 1014: Sunrise Dongpu, Emperor's bow (107)

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The young man whimpered, and the scorpion dried up and couldn’t make a sound, as if the tongue and the throat were stuck together, and the blood and tears in the eyes.
What suddenly he thought of, his eyes lit up:
"Or you wait for me, I will cut myself! You are here waiting for me, just for a while, just a moment, I will come to you soon, let's go to Huangquan-"
She smiled and shook her head.
"You don't need me, but people need me, the demon needs you, and the flood needs you. Don't talk about this topic easily. I use my death to change back to your life. How can you give up?"
"But you are gone," the boy trembled, his eyes sorrow and sorrow, "I am dead, what is the difference?"
She gently reached out and the illusory light touched his cheek. He couldn't feel any touch, but he still let her touch it, even smashing it.
Russell said: "The heavens are gone, but the flood is not safe: Rosie is not a good thing. He has always been a deceitful demon. He talks with all his conversations. If he helps, he will recover the price sooner or later. To stop him, your responsibility has not been exhausted."
She suddenly took her hand and walked away, panicking and reaching for it, but she could touch him over the isolated transparent wall, but he was isolated by the wall, and the more he passed, the less he passed.
Instead, she was pushed by her, and the whole person was quickly retreated without being controlled. His feet were drawn with long water marks on the water surface, and away from her figure at a fast speed!
He screamed in pain: "Auntie! Hey!!"
Looking back, the smile is still splendid, and the body gradually turns into a weathered sand. As the wind flows into the water of the Forgotten River, it melts a little.
"Then let me be selfish once: even if it is painful, please remember me, live, live forever and ever. Maybe in the future, we will have a good day, so please live well..."
"And, your black fire is also very beautiful - red, gold, black, as long as it is you, it is the most beautiful."
Her grinning voice finally echoed between the heavens and the earth, and the tail trembled like a dream:
"I love you, no regrets."
I don’t know what to do, it’s going deeper and deeper.
The living can die, and death can be born.
Life is not to die with death, death is not resurrected, and it is not love.
"...曦太子?"
He slammed his eyes open.
The golden-purple purple world has already left him. He is still in the chaotic void, burning a black fire.
After the soil carefully shouted, he looked up and saw the six saints, the emperor, the Taiyi, the Yihe, and the only remaining ancestral homeland of the witches, all looking at him in the distance.
The black gold fire of the deadly black and flaming fire is the emperor and the Taiyi, which are not close enough.
This is no longer the golden fire of the Sun.
He resurrected from death, returned from the setting sun, crossed the sea of ​​meditation, walked through the Forgotten River, followed the devil, and killed the aisle. He was the unique sunset of Jinwu, the conqueror of Huang Quan.
Emperor Jundao: "Son, how are you?"
Looked at the black fire on his hand, suddenly the tears splashed.
"I'm fine, don't worry," he hoared and barely smiled. "I'm really good, I won't die, don't worry."
I won't die because she won't let me die.
but……
This heart has already dried up and turned into ash.
What is the difference between death and death?