Chapter 4675

Between heaven and earth, no more her breath.

Ye Lingyue put her soul into the lunar seal, and her breath, at that moment, completely disappeared.

Xi Jiuye can't believe this fact, but all this really happened in front of his eyes.

Ye Lingyue is out of her wits.

She will never show up again.

That lets a person gnash one's teeth, love and hate ye Lingyue died.

"Hehe --"

in Xi Jiuye's eyes, the red light flashed, and a burst of dry laughter came out from his throat.

The laughter was even worse than crying.

"Good death, good death. You don't belong to anyone. That man, like me, will never get you. "

Xi Jiuye's eyes turned and fell on the man not far away.

In the end, ye Lingyue did not marry anyone else.

She is still can only be her night Ling.

Xi Jiuye's heart was twisted, and his grief reached the extreme. Instead, he had a kind of morbid pleasure.

If you look at night Ling and di Xin two people double habitat, he is afraid than death even more miserable.

Since they are all dead, it's a good thing that Ling died that night.

Not to mention, the night Ling's death, I'm afraid someone more painful than him.

Xi Jiuye looks at Dixin.

He thought that ye Lingyue's death would make that man worse than dead, crying bitterly, revealing the most vulnerable side.

But when he saw the expression of Di Xin, Xi Jiuye's eyes were stagnant.

How?

Dixin stood there, from the moment ye Lingyue threw himself into the lunar seal and disappeared completely, he remained motionless, like a statue.

In mid air, his clothes and robes were worn out.

There was no sadness or any other emotion in his eyes.

He just gazed at the expanding seal of the sun.

"Washing women, that's what you want."

Di Xin whispered, his voice, was blown away by the wind.

He stretched out his hand, palm, lying quietly with a talisman.

Summon Tianfu.

"Boy, what the girl wants is not such a result. What she wants is this prosperous age and never fall down."

Candlelight in the hoarse voice, showing a bit stubborn.

"Are you?"

Dixin felt the palm of his hand, and the talisman was slightly hot.

Unfortunately, Dixin couldn't hear the sound of the candle.

Candlelight is the same as ye Lingyue, but it is only connected with ye Lingyue.

Candlelight can't communicate with Dixin and anyone else.

If you can't tell this man the girl's last wish, candlelight will be angry to death.

"Tut, there is a trace of ancient life in this thing. Boy, that guy wants to talk to you

Fortunately, it also came from the ancient demon Yang Xie Jun who captured this breath.

"Say it."

Di Shen looked at the summoning talisman.

The fingers closed a little.

Ye Lingyue falls in front of his eyes, the heart of Di Xin at that moment, almost suffocating pain.

He did not know where to go, whether it was life or death. All these things were no longer important to him.

It turns out that after the most important person left, the whole world was empty.

"Old man, you tell that boy, girl cheat paper Dead. But she left a last word. She said that she would keep the prosperity and prosperity of this area forever

Candlelight choked.

"It's still prosperous. After experiencing the black star, it's very good to be able to live in this broken place."

The demon Yang Xie Jun could hardly understand ye Lingyue's logic.

It's immoral to talk about the dead.

But the sky and the earth, where there is a Black Death Star flooding, still can be preserved.

Such nonsense, the demon Yang evil king even has no strength to tell.

What's more, what's the meaning of telling the boy's mood at the moment?

The evil king of the demon Yang grunted.

However, seeing that the girl died very miserably, the evil king of demon Yang still decided to encourage himself and help to pass on the news.

"Never fall Is that her last word? "

After listening to the words of the demon Yang Xie Jun, Emperor Xin had a slight fluctuation on his numb face.

"Well Boy, don't be sad. Women are like clothes. This woman never thought of you until she died. You are still sad and sad

The demon Yang evil king murmured.

"Shut up! What do you know? "

Emperor Xin is furious, Feng Mou inside, a burst of bloodbath.

At his feet, the swords of the princes buzzed.

The evil king of the demon Yang shivered.

As soon as the woman died, Dixin's mood did not seem to fluctuate, but in fact it fell to the bottom.This kid, it's like a different person.

Feeling The evil king of demon Yang thought of the original ghost emperor.

The emperor Shen in front of him seemed to have become the ghost emperor who was decisive in killing and fighting at that time.

Wu Chong, the ghost emperor before he met ye Lingyue, was so moody and ruthless.

The candle light of demon Yang Xie Jun and felt a burst of uneasiness.

"She never thought of me, but I always thought of her. If she wants this prosperous and prosperous place, I will give her a never falling one. "

Dixin burst out laughing.

"That boy, isn't he crazy?"

Xi Jiuye's expected tears did not appear.

He saw Di Xin first a burst of rage, then a burst of laughter, moody state, let Xi Jiuye a little at a loss.

"Ling Yue is gone, and his heart is dead."

After death, Xinlin looks at emperor Xin, I don't know if it's pity or suffering.

On her body, there is the bone of Dixin.

At the moment of Ye Lingyue's death, she can feel the same feeling and feel the emotion of two people at the same time.

At that time, ye Lingyue was reluctant to give up.

It is just between not giving up and responsibility that she finally chooses responsibility.

Dixin was angry and desperate.

On the one hand, he is angry with ye Lingyue's heartlessness, on the other hand, he is desperate for his inability to save ye Lingyue.

At this time, he should hate himself most.

"Dead heart? Kid, you don't have to say some high sounding words there. What do you know about the death of heart

Xi nine night glared at Xiao Xinlin, very dissatisfied with its statement.

"Only through personal experience can we know the feeling of death. Xi Jiuye, you never know what love is and what is love. "

Xiao Xinlin's words, let Xi nine night is a Zheng.

"Kid..."

Xi Jiuye just wanted to speak sarcasm, but was surprised by Xinlin's eyes.

That is what kind of eyes, that pair of clear black eyes, should belong to a child's eyes, but at this moment, it is so sophisticated.

Xiaoxinlin stood there, but exuded a kind of heartache and heartache.

Her little shoulders, drooping down.

It is a kind of unprecedented pain, it comes from the soul of Xinlin.

Rooted in the soul, no matter how many times I have experienced samsara, I can't let go of my sadness.

Only those who have experienced it can know what is heart death.

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