Chapter 155: The death of Qingyao

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The Xianxian of the previous life is indeed not so exciting, because all the brilliance is on the body of Liang Chen. As for Qing Yao of Wen Dongni, there is not such a big resonance. In fact, it is because of the cold morning pressure.
She now finally knows why Wen Dongni’s acting is not everywhere, but it is the reason for frequent mistakes, because with her temperament, the previous life must have offended the cold morning, and was later suppressed by the show. Is it going crazy?
That night, Yan Huanmei slept and rested for a day. She was much better. It was a pity that Liang Chen took Xiaodouzi away. Otherwise, she could hear Xiaodouzi's voice. It’s like being at home, although it’s not her home yet. When she has money, she must buy the real house of Yiling and Yiling, their real home.
As soon as it was dawn in the morning, she went to the studio to apply makeup for several hours, and every time she undressed, it was a kind of torment. It was too cold. Others were wearing cotton coats. He also had his arms and legs bare, and then frozen like a dog.
And a few days later, this TV series is about to end
Above the Immortal Sword, Yan Baixuan stabbed his sword, and Yan Huan stretched out his hand, letting his body fall. Few actors can do this. This requires a professional stand-in. By the way, she is Professional, avatars, because if you fall badly, your head will be on the ground first, so if this shot is taken, there is still a certain degree of danger. Jin Dao asked her if she needed a avatar. Yanhuan finally shook her head. She Take your own shot.
Qingyao's eyes opened, and there was a red blood mist in front of him, as if the flowers were in full bloom.
When she saw her childhood, she was standing among many beautiful flowers by her father's hand.
"Dad, can we be gods?"
The little child whispered to the head of Qingshan.
The head of Castle Peak squatted down and gently stroked her little face, "Yeah, as long as our Yaoyao practice well, he will definitely become a fairy in the future."
"That Qingyao will definitely practice well, and he will be like a father in the future, and be a god," the little dumpling nodded his head, and then took his father's hand and walked farther and farther. .
Qingyao knew that it would be impossible for him to become an immortal in his life.
"Dad, did you say I was wrong?"
Her red lips opened and closed gently, and asked herself, but also the head of the Qingshan Mountain, but no one in the world could answer her. She died peacefully, and her eyes reflected the blue sky at this time. Inside her nose, she smelled a sweet fragrance, and she gave up too much time on her body.
Suddenly, she smiled, and she closed her eyes, and a teardrop rolled down the corner of her eyes.
She ended her life with such a tragic, such a loneliness.
She clearly deserved her sins, but she didn't know why, but it was a lonely pain.
Perhaps it is really that sentence, poor people must have hateful things.
When Yan Huan is here, she becomes Qingyao, and Qingyao is irresistible. In fact, she was the same in her last life. They are all hateful people, but who knows, they are also poor people.
In this world, they have no support, nowhere to go, no relatives, no reason, they have nothing, maybe die, for them, it is relief.