Chapter 1871: Nanhao Wang's killer wife (52)

Remember [EbookFREE.me] for one second, update fast, no pop-up window, free to read!
"But..." He frowned and his face was dignified.
"It’s not fair to me.
Luo’s dagger’s dagger looked at him and said,
I still want to stay by your side.

"Oh--" Song Le didn't hold back, and grinned: "This is really not like the words that Xiao Chen said."
When these days alone in the country, she always thought that if the little dust was brave enough for Mu Han Che, perhaps their ending would be different.
Unfortunately, there is no such thing in the world.
"People will always change, whether you or me." Luo turned the dust and turned around, watching Song Le chuckle: "Forgot to introduce myself, my name is Luo Dust."
"Luo Dust..." She whispered, her eyebrows whispered: "Have you found your family?"
"The family did not find it, but the tribes found a lot." Luo Dust chuckled: "I am a witch saint."
Song Le’s eyes flashed a hint of surprise, but it was followed by a look of ignorance.
After all, the series of incredible illusions that were only in the palace, is not something that ordinary people can do.
"Dust and dust--" she smiled sweetly: "The beautiful name, but I still don't understand that Nanzhao is not always a good match with the Wu people. Since it is a witch saint, why not go back.

"Because the Tianling flower array." Luo Dust gently stunned and looked at Nanyi. "Is there something about four hundred years ago, can you tell me now?"
Nan Yizhen thought about it, and looked at the scorpion wrinkled. "The Tianling Flower Array was originally to protect the Wu people from peace. But four hundred years ago, it was not a saint who fell in love with Nanxun Wang, Tianling Flower Array. The flower also fell in love with Nanxun."
"What?" Luo was shocked and suddenly realized: "No wonder... It is no wonder that the blood sacrifice of the Virgin is needed to calm the grievances of the Tianling Flower..."
"The flower is called 兮, and when I saw the first king of the year, I fell in love at first sight. But because I couldn't get love, I had a sigh." Nan Yi 笙 said while still not touching the gentle touch of her head. "The flower who screamed later shackled his into the celestial flower and became a demon."

Why do you want to be a demon?
Song Le blinked and asked questions.
"Because God can't do evil, only the demon can make the talents trapped in the formation, and create a world of their own." Nan Yi sighed: "The obstinacy of the shackles supports her even if she receives the punishment. Supported by death, every four hundred years set a curse, so that every saint will be given to her."
I don't know why, listening to the story of Nan Yizhen. Luo Ding always feels that there is an inexplicable bleakness, always feel that the beginning of the story may not be the same as we imagined.
A can become a demon for a loved one, living in a world created by himself, enduring endless loneliness.
Just to retaliate against the saints of the Witch, the story of four hundred years ago must not be that simple.
"I think there should be a ending in this kind of story." Luo dusted a sigh of relief and took a deep breath, flashing a faint stream of light between the eyebrows.
Nan Yizhen looked at her and frowned. "Do you really want to go back?"
"We don't go back to Nanzhao." Luo looked at him, and he said, "We go to Tianxuefeng."
"Women?"
"The bell must be tied to the bell. Since the Tianling flower array originally existed to protect the witches, then the first thing must be the who guards the witches." Luo dusted his eyes and said: "And she used this The way to make a decision, so cruel to the witches, there must be things we don’t know."