Chapter 214: The Seventh King of the Weak Chicken King (31)

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Luo Dingchen can feel the moment when Chu Nanxian said this sentence, she almost did not even have the strength to stand.
How much I want to plunge into his arms to accompany him to die, but she can't, she is not reconciled.
She is not reluctant to hold 80% of the good feelings to die, but is not willing to be killed.
After a while, she took out a piece of rice paper from the sleeves and gently landed on the ground. The sound was dead like water: "That's it!"
She does not understand what is life and death, and does not understand what is the clutch sensation. But she knows that she wants him to be good, and that seems to be worth it.
Chu Nan string and thin lips, his eyes still with deep water. I saw him looking at the book on the ground, which was rendered by his own blood. The corner of his mouth still raised a faint smile: "I said, as long as you want, as long as I have it, then I will give it to you."
After all, he raised his hand and fingertips arbitrarily fiddling on the ground, it was his blood.
I saw him biting his lip and looking at the words of Hugh, and he took a pumping stroke and wrote his name with a fingertip.
In the blink of an eye, his world will have no light and no dreams.
That is, at the same moment, Luo Dust picked up the book on the ground and ran to the door without heading back—
The real pain and heart is nothing more than this, she stood in front of him, can fully fulfill the promises of the time, this life, life and death.
But the reality is so ridiculous...
When he became a prisoner, she not only did not promise to accompany her vows, but instead desperately broke away with him.
Such a dusty dust, why do she say that she likes the Chunan string...
But to live, to live, there is hope for turning over.
The moment she walked out of the door of Dali Temple, she didn't cry, she didn't tear her heart.
Instead, standing in the snow with a quiet water, watching the enchanting sorrow not far away.
"You want something for you, I want you to be very clear." Luo dusted his eyes, the face was cold and frosty to a trace of expression.
"Bold! Even so, talk to His Royal Highness!" The woman in white had to see her not pleasing to the eye. She was so arrogant at the moment, naturally looking for an opportunity to reprimand.
But what she didn't expect was -
"Hey--" I saw a crisp slap in the face, and the woman in white fell to the ground in an instant, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding.
The enchanting singer gently blows his palm and looks at the white woman on the floor: "No one in this world can teach her, no one can!"
"Yes...is...His Royal Highness...the slave is wrong."
"roll--"
After all, the woman in white immediately left, and did not dare to stay for a while. For fear of the next slap, she will have her life.
When there were only two of them left around, the enchanting scorpion squinted and blinked. "I want more than just a book, you know the dust."
All he wants is her own person. A paper break is just because he does not want any man to have a slight relationship with her.
Even if he is a dead person.
"On the day when Chu Nanxian left Kyoto, I was as you wished." She bit her lip and took a deep breath, squinting and looking straight at the terrible man in front of her eyes.
She won't give in and will never back down.
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