Very upset as like as two peas were covered all over with cuts and bruises, the childe laughed. For example, when the spring breeze blew willow in March, it was gentle and clean. It was just like a smile on the same day when she reached out to her with black and blue wounds.
He rubbed her head and said yes gently.
Lin Xuzhi agreed.
He really married her.
Childe has always been very kind to her.
Lin jiuer didn't know what the good came from.
But she thought,
Childe should also be a little pleased with her.
If there was no appearance of that childe Zhou, perhaps this life would go on like this.
But nine times out of ten, life is unhappy.
For eighteen years.
She can't have beauty.
Lin Xu's blood is special. It is a taboo secret in the Lin family, and few people know it.
But that childe Zhou didn't know from where. He was a close friend with Lin Xuzhi at the beginning. He said his surname was Zhou and his name fell.
Later.
It was just an ordinary day. Zhou ziluo finally gave Lin Xu a hand, but he was accidentally broken by Lin's servants.
In order not to let this matter be known to outsiders, he directly slaughtered Lin's house and killed 132 people up and down!
That day,
The sun is like blood and the ground is full of bones.
Who survived,
Only she and childe.
Zhou ziluo needed Lin Xuzhi's blood. In order to hang Lin Xuzhi's life, he left Lin jiuer.
Zhou ziluo didn't know what he said to Lin Xuzhi,
When Lin jiuer was full of joy and hope when he saw Lin Xuzhi, the handsome childe turned his sword at her, embarrassed and no longer elegant. His eyes were filled with hate and blood. His eyes looked at Lin jiuer with amazing killing intention, and his eyes were split.
Lin jiu'er has never seen Lin Xu's appearance.
The childe said hoarsely,
She hurt the whole Lin family.
It was she who told the secret to Zhou ziluo.
But she didn't.
She really didn't,
She explained,
He doesn't believe it.
He hates her.
He said he regretted it.
He shouldn't take a beggar named Xiao Jiu home on that day.
He would rather die than see her.
Later, later,
Lin Xuzhi killed Lin jiuer himself, the little beggar he had kept around for several years.
Lin jiuer doesn't complain or hate. She just wants to hug Lin Xuzhi and say to him.
It's really not her.
She'll never hurt him.
But she had no time to speak, and a sword pierced her heart.
Died under the childe's sword.
He lives and dies.
For 18 years.
It's always him.
Lin Xuzhi.
At that time, Lin Xuzhi was useless to the Duke Zhou. Therefore, after Lin jiuer's death, Duke Zhou planned to kill Lin Xuzhi in order to avoid future trouble. Before he started, he mercifully told Lin Xuzhi the truth.
Actually,
It's really not Lin jiuer.
It was revealed by a servant of the Lin family after he accidentally found it.
After Lin jiuer's death, he didn't go to Naihe bridge like other dead people, drink Mengpo soup, forget the past, gratitude and resentment in his life, and reincarnate in the next life.
She is unwilling.
She hates me.
Her soul can't be freed all day and lingers around Lin Xuzhi!
She has been with him.
But he never saw her.
On that day,
She looked at Lin Xu's pain and grief, knelt on the ground, left two lines of blood and tears, and pierced her heart with a sword!
The last thing he said was.
"Sorry..."
Lin jiuer wanted to hold Lin Xuzhi like crazy, but his soul passed through countless times in vain!
She watched such a scene, crazy and screaming. It didn't help!
She wanted to tell Lin Xuzhi,
She doesn't hate him.
Her life was his.
Lin Xu kept a secret all his life.
He likes a girl.
Guan and his last name, jiu'er.
Forever.
But he never said it.
Later,
He really never had a chance to say it again.
He killed her himself.
Because of wrong hate.
After Lin Xu's death, he was terrified by the involvement of Childe Zhou. He didn't even have a chance to reincarnate.
Lin jiuer's world has completely collapsed.
She hates me!
She hates me!
Later,
Lin jiuer became a fierce ghost because of his deep obsession. His consciousness gradually became crazy. He was imprisoned in Ye mountain all day. He killed everyone and splashed blood three feet.
She's crazy to find someone.
It's her son.
His surname is Lin and his name is Xu Zhi.
She hated to the bone and wanted to kill someone.
Named Zhou ziluo.
Later,
She was sealed in Yeshan tomb and imprisoned here.
This is Lin jiuer's life.
No matter before or after death, there can never be liberation.
"Greed, anger and ignorance, who teaches..."
The soft and gentle voice hides countless bitterness and resentment, becoming more and more sharp, like crying.
When the wind blows, the world in front of us is destroyed.
When consciousness recovers again,
Dyed white opened her eyes. There was a dark place in front of her. The ghost was dark and the surrounding space was very narrow. She was suffocated because of the poor air.
Where is this?
Ran Bai stared at her eyes and came to a conclusion.
She's lying in a coffin now.
Beside the dyed white body was the slender fairy king in snow. When he lay there quietly, he was like an exquisite mural, like a God's residence sleeping for thousands of years.
Not awake yet.
Ran Bai glanced around. All the sides of the coffin were blood red. It didn't seem to be painted, but it seemed to be stained with blood. She blinked and looked at the lying Xianjun on her side.
The size of the coffin is just right. Two people lie in it, not crowded.
Dyed white slightly supported her side and stared at Yu Chenqing's unique eyebrows. Even when she was asleep, she still felt cold and inviolable. She was frosty and spotless.
The devil smiled, and his expression disappeared in the darkness of the coffin. The blood color around set off her eyes. The shadow fell in it, precipitating the strange and beautiful color. He stretched out his hand and gently poked Yu Chen's face with his thin and pale fingertips. The touch under his fingertips was soft and delicate.
Ran Bai gently twists her fingertips, and the remaining touch is soft. She looks at Xianjun, who seems to be able to do whatever she wants in her coma, leaning over Yu Chen's side with one hand, gradually shortening the distance between the two people.
Lying in the coffin, Xianjun in white has always had his eyes slightly closed, his slender eyelashes fall on the eyelids, his thin lips under the bridge of his nose are light and beautiful, very attractive, extending from the arc of his jaw to his neck, and the clean and clear lines finally disappear in the rigorous snow color collar.
The outline of his face was cold and delicate, bewitching the city. He became more and more hazy in the dark, but he was pressed down by his cold breath.
The devil hooked the corner of his lips and opened his bright red lips. He bit on Yu Chen's cold white delicate jaw very recklessly. The snow-white tooth tip gently grinded against the radian of his jaw. It was slowly sticky and greasy, vaguely with a little dangerous smell. The eyes half covered by long eyelashes spread full of evil Qi.
She leaned out the tip of her tongue and licked it. The lip moved up slowly and fell on the cold corner of Xianjun's lips.