Chapter 315: come down

The girl walked slowly, the other shore flowers blooming under her feet, she stretched out her white hand, and smiled, "I am you, Qin Yi, come and follow me."
Qin Yifeng's eyes were clear and pressing, "Follow you?"
The girl didn't put her hand down, the flying red skirt danced, "Follow me, we belong to the darkness, and we belong to each other."
Qin Yi was taken aback, and suddenly laughed lowly, big tears fell, splashing on the crimson flower, and what was set off was a bright red.
The girl's blood-red pupils lock Qin Yi tightly, her phoenix eyes are fascinating, but Qin Yi feels at ease, yes, she belongs to the darkness, the sun is not hers, she can't ask for it.
There was a smile at the corner of the girl's mouth, her phoenix eyes were hot, and the hem of her flamboyant skirt was sultry. Is this what she belongs to.
The girl's white hands softened the vicissitudes of life, Qin Yi slowly stretched out his hands, and the same white hands were clasped tightly. The girl raised her lips and smiled, and suddenly turned into red light and slowly penetrated into Qin Yi's body.
Countless green vines suddenly spread from the surrounding flowers flying around. These vines approached the teenager as if consciously.
Qin Yi felt that something was pulling her all the time, as if to take her to the darkest time, the endless abyss.
But she did not resist, any of them took her and kept falling, and then falling again.
Sun Zhilan looked at the dull-eyed young man, a bad premonition suddenly appeared in her heart, as if she was about to lose her.
She hurriedly shouted: "Baby, baby, what's wrong with you, don't scare mother."
Qin Yi's change was felt by everyone present. The young man who was just alive had no reaction at this moment, his eyes were hollow, just thinking that he was a walking dead without a soul.
Qin Mian felt a pain in his heart, and his straight back was slightly bent. A tough guy who had never cried in his life, his eye sockets were a little moist.
He would rather the boss pour all the punishment on him, please let go of his poor and innocent daughter.
Qin Jiaojiao laughed proudly, her eyebrows were ruthless and proud. She looked at Sun Zhilan and poked her heart without hesitation, "How is it, Mrs. Qin, who drove her daughter crazy by herself, isn't it cool? Thank you very much. If it weren't for the straw after you, she wouldn't collapse, Mrs. Qin, you really love me."
Sun Zhilan looked at the crazy smiling Qin Jiaojiao in disbelief. Is this really her innocent Jiaojiao? She suddenly felt a little cold.
But what made her even more desperate was that she actually became the last straw that overwhelmed her daughter. Sun Zhilan almost fainted, but she clenched her teeth and forced herself to wake up.
Her daughter is still there, how could she pass out.
Qin Yi suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood, and his pale diamond lips were stained with blood, and they were dazzling. The twin phoenix eyes were quiet at this moment, like a stagnant water.
Qin Jiaojiao was very happy. When Qin Yi woke up, she laughed idiotically, "Why, I woke up, did she just see grandma? Did she tell you that she loves her most? People are me. Qin Yi, why should you escape? No matter how you escape reality, my grandmother's favorite is me. You Qin Yi, you are destined to be something nobody wants."
Qin Jiaojiao didn't think about anything anymore. She was about to watch this little in pain. The more pain the better, she knew that Qin Yi's bottom line was desperately stepping on her bottom line to uncover her wounds.
"You shut up." Qin Hanyu's phoenix eyes were deep and cold, and an arrow shot Qin Jiaojiao directly. He couldn't see that Qin Jiaojiao was stepping on Qin Yi's bottom line desperately.
Qin Jiaojiao felt a chill, she sneered. This is the elder brother who loves her on weekdays. When she heard that she was not his own sister, she treated her like this, and wanted to kill her because of a like Qin Yi.
At this time Qin Jiaojiao completely forgot that she was doing her own death. In her opinion, everything she did was right, and everyone else was wrong, and everyone should treat her well.
Qin Yi didn't look at other people, and slowly walked towards Qin Jiaojiao. The wind blew, her ink flying, step by step, but like a of death, walking on the tip of the knife with endless hostility and evil spirit.
Raising her bare hand, a piece of icy arrow shot towards Qin Jiaojiao, the boy's hoarse voice was strange, "Kill, kill you."