Chapter 1824: : Maybe dead, it won't hurt so much
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Ghost Marriage, the Abandoned Wife Has Three Treasures
- Duō Qí
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- 2021-02-04 08:55:20
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"Mo Er, do you like anemone? This cloud city will also become an anemone world in the future. I will make Yuncheng look like you like. You like to eat fish and shrimp. In the river beside Yuncheng, I They will send someone to raise them, and when you come back, everything will be the life you want. "
Mu Yunxuan shook her hands, gently depicting that pale face, the boundless acacia was sweeping, "Mo Er, I still have a lot of things to say to you, you know, all my wish is that I have You have all the happiness! Then there is the whole world, I will move here to accompany you day and night, you are afraid of the dark, you said that I am not afraid of you, Mo Er rest assured, I will He's been with Mo Er. "
The sound of sorrow was mournful, because the thoughts in his heart were burning, making people unbearable.
Looking at the breathless person, Mu Yunxuan's world is like a starry sky bursting, and the world is subverted, leaving him alone with a world full of darkness.
"Shao Feng, Shao Feng ..."
"Shao Feng ..."
He Yunting and Ye Qinghan have been shouting behind Murong Shaofeng.
But Murong Shao Feng turned a deaf ear and flew away from the city.
The two were uneasy and followed closely.
It's just that the cultivation of the two is too far away from Murong Shao Feng, and the two were thrown far away.
Murong Shao Feng went all the way to the mountain without returning, he was too pained, he just wanted to vent well or die.
"what……!"
Murong Shao Feng, who fell into the forest of the mountain of no return, grows up!
The sorrowful voice stunned the surrounding Warcraft to flee.
Ye Qinghan and He Yunting looked at each other, and the speed at the feet of the two became faster.
"Momo ..."
Murong Shao Feng fell to the ground, and he was weakly calling the name of his beloved.
"Oh!" A burst of blood spewed out.
Murong Shao Feng saw bright red blood.
Maybe dead, it won't be so painful.
"Mo Mo, you tell me, am I dead? I won't be so painful and can see you?"
Murong Shao Feng's sad voice infected everything around him.
The death of Su Zimo caused the world of Murong Shaofeng to collapse instantly.
The moment he saw Su Zimo, he seemed to see his entire world collapse.
But the tiles in the ruins were engraved with their vivid memories.
Every breath is so painful.
Murong Shao Feng cried with tears, "Momo, the wind blows like flowers, and you have become the most beautiful embellishment in my world."
The past is like a river reflecting in the setting sun, which constantly emerges in Murong Shaofeng's mind, and finally turns into a sleeping and lifeless peerless face.
Murong Shao Feng was convulsed with pain. He arched up and seemed unable to bear such grief.
He approached his dream step by step. Even if he was broken and no longer looks, he had to try his best to recover, and exchange everything with himself, just in exchange for the next generation of whiteheads.
But in this life, he just wanted to see her happy.
"Mo Er, losing your world is really painful! Waiting will be even more painful!"
Murong Shao Feng knows that there is no legend in the world of grass-grass warbler flying, only reality.
He seemed to be incapable of self-pain, the pain made him just want to sleep, and he couldn't wake up in his own world.
He raised his hand, condensed Xuanguang, and violently wanted to attack his heavenly cover.
"Shao Feng." An empty voice made Murong Shao Feng awake a lot.