Chapter 215: The Seventh King of the Weak Chicken King (32)

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One night, no sleep.
But she doesn't feel sleepy and doesn't feel tired.
The hollow heart is like standing in a chaotic space. When you lift it, it is dark.
The first time I went to a place, she was afraid of her heart, causing fear and confusion.
She thought she was the host and she was very powerful with the system.
But all things in the world are not dead, and even the moon has a yin and a lack of glory.
Early the next morning, Jun Yao sent someone to pick her up and go to the walls of Kyoto City.
Luo Dust knows what he means, but he just wants her to see the Chu Nan string and leave.
The snow is falling, and the ice is ten miles. Time is so good, love does not regret.
She stood at the height of the wall, slightly decapitated, closed her eyes, letting the cold snow fall on her white cheeks. Beside the ear, I could hear the footsteps that I heard from the distance, and let her heart feel awkward.
I saw a person wearing a white dress, such as the lightness of the snow faded into her dawn, what it feels like, slowly lifted, a pale face like a snow looking at the height of the front wall. Looking at her clear watery eyes, the mouth of the mouth raised a shallow smile.
That smile, with endless thoughts and disappointment. Do everything, just to look at her.
At this glance, it will be enough.
"Chu Nan string..." She twitched her lips with a thin voice, silently shouting his name, watching him walk, step by step out of the city gate.
A piece of white snow, but wherever he walked, it was dyed bright red.
Last night she asked the system how to do it.
The system only told her that there was no solution to the story.
In fact, I thought about it carefully. The system gave her a hint at the beginning, but she didn't pay attention to it.
But even if she values ​​it, there is no way.
She took a deep breath, and her slender fingertips stuck in the flesh and fell into her palm.
Looking at the back of his desolation, watching his white clothes stained with blood, her heart has long been numb, painful to breathe.
If it wasn't for the enchanting singer who said a word in his ear, she might have thought forever that Chu Nanxian had time to wait for her.
"Enron left Kyoto, this Prince has done it." I saw the enchanting scorpion and thin lips, and the corner of his mouth showed a terrible smile.
Luo Ding only felt the body shake, not waiting for her to fully react. A large number of archers poured into the wall, and they stood in the same place.
"You..." The next second, she shouted with tears: "Chu Nan string -"
In an instant, the figure in the snow glimpsed and slowly turned.
Chu Nanxian looked at her almost desperate eyes, and her heart suddenly warmed up.
I don't know why, he was a little happy when he was dying.
Really, she was just for the sake of his ability to live, and then he said the words of his decision.
She is still the dust, and that will tell him a little love, like to rely on his sleepy and sleepy.
He is a fool... she is also a fool...
How could he not know who the enchanting is, and how he let him go.
Last night, the rule of the evil spirits was counted, and he knew his end today.
He knows that he will die, but he still has a wish -
Can it be used for the time of eternal life, in exchange for the moment when I am going to die in her arms.
He just wants to be reluctant to her, wants to be close to her, wants to hug her, and wants to close her eyes, the eyes are her appearance.
In that way, he is willing to die.