Purple Zhu had to admit that even he was shocked by the courage and determination of this little guy.
Changle did not pay in vain. Although she was Lu chuchen's daughter, which made him very unhappy, he would certainly fulfill Changle's wish.
Holding Lu jiuque's wrist tightly, she would not let her continue to hurt herself. Zizhu's eyes coagulated and said: "Changle wants to protect you until she dies. She won't want to see you because she is hurt a little. Let this prince come. If the soul melting succeeds this time, we will live together. If the soul melting fails, we will die together. "
Purple Zhu's voice did not have a trace of waves, even can be said to be cold.
It's just the deep feeling that even Lu jiuque, an outsider, can hear.
"Zizhu you..."
Purple Zhu was staring at Changle's soul, obscure.
Would you like to live and die with him? Changle
Purple Zhu's hand is soft and soft will Chang Le to hold up, in her eyebrow heart trembles to print a kiss.
Clearly she was just a soul body, without any contact, but his heart was madly agitated.
He was so eager to be close to her
"Changle..."
Zizhu called in a low voice, gently picked up Changle's soul, ready to warm up in his body, a cold evil spirit suddenly came out, accurately stopped in front of Zizhu.
"If you want her to go out of her wits, you can warm her up."
This tone, with the youth's unique hoarseness, but also permeated with cold into the bone, so that the surrounding temperature dropped abruptly.
Around is a thick night, Lu jiuque can only barely see clearly, the outline of this sudden figure.
Knife like side face, high nose, a little childish but wild eyes, and the tightly pursed corners of the mouth, as well as that does not belong to human ghost gas.
Purple Zhu's pupil tightly a shrink, the heart is ecstatic, he quickly made a decision, let go of Changle.
The young man understood the meaning of Zizhu and nodded to him gently. Then he bent down and held Changle carefully. He turned and frowned at Lu Jiuqu.
Under the sky without moonlight, the figure of the youth looms in the glory of the silver dragon.
Lu jiuque can feel his substantive eyes, heavy pressure on her body.
The dark pupil eyes are very deep and quiet. It seems that there are thousands of words converging in these eyes.
But at the end of the day, these words are condensed into a promise.
"Lu jiuque, you can rest assured that I will take good care of her."
For the first time, he didn't hear it clearly. The second time, Lu jiuque could confirm that this voice was the voice in Furong City, which dragged the soul of Princess Furong into the river Styx.
"Is it you?"
Lu jiuque was anxious to step forward and was tightly held by purple Zhu. His throat was tight and he said coldly, "can you really keep her safe?"
This time, the youth did not see purple Zhu, but locked his eyes on Lu jiuque, as promised.
"Yes, it will protect her." Because, this is your wish of Lu jiuque
He is a lovely and kind man. He once swore that as long as it is what you want and what you want, he will devote his whole life to achieve it for you.
After saying that, the boy's feet moved, like a breeze disappeared in front of Lu jiuque.
"Wait, you wait! who are you?! Why are you helping me? "
Lu jiuque called out in a loud voice and hurriedly ran forward for two steps. He almost fell off Yinlong's back. Fortunately, Zizhu caught her in time.
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