Chapter 226

People in arms, white clothes are completely soaked in blood, pale face is not a little blood color, watching her breath of life gradually disappear, the hell feast can not help but tighten up a bit, tightly hold her in arms.

"Why." The voice was full of sadness. In fact, he had already felt that the reason why he didn't hide was just to make her sympathize with herself and let her return to her side. However, he didn't expect that she would push away and block the palm.

He never thought that to this day, she could save herself so desperately.

However, after a flash of joy, there is endless regret, chagrin and self reproach.

Tang Qing opened her eyes, but her black eyes were empty. She barely opened her mouth, and her voice was so subtle that she said, "I want to know why, from the very beginning, you just took me as a substitute..."

"No, it's not." Mingyan opens her mouth with difficulty, but finds that no matter what the explanation is, it can't be changed. At first, he did take her as a substitute, and even knew that she was afraid of ghosts and scared her badly with them. At last, he saw that she was hurt and indifferent, and let her fall into her own trap step by step Abandon her.

Although, all this is because of love.

Tang Qing suddenly smiled, and the arc raised was full of ridicule, but the ridicule was directed at herself, and the light in her eyes gradually disappeared. She looked at the distance and slightly opened her thin pale lips, "banquets, if I can, I hope I have never been with you I met you. "

Mingming is too light to be light, but Mingyan is just like being hit hard. He is stunned in place. This is the last sentence she left for herself, but it is also the most desperate sentence she said to herself.

"Never met you..." Ming Yan murmured and repeated this sentence, and suddenly burst out laughing, "never met you, ha ha ha ha!"

At the end of the speech, he knelt on his legs. The Ming Wang, who has always been warm and charming, now has a disordered ink and is in a mess. The cold in his eyes can freeze everything around him.

He tightly hugged the people in his arms, carefully, as if he were more precious than his life, and cherished them to the extreme.

He mumbled, but the other side never heard him again.

"Mumu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, if you come back, I'm wrong."

Mo Jiuyou came to him, and then he split him with one hand while he didn't pay attention, and then snatched the man in his arms back. Tang Qing, who had lost his life completely, became a cold corpse. His face was gloomy. He had secretly vowed that he would never let her face death again But now she chose to die again for him!

He always knew that she didn't have much feelings for herself. Even that time, she also recognized him as a feast of the dead. She would stay, more because of his means.

Mo Jiuyou knows that she will be born again, but he doesn't want to tell the secret to hell feast. After all She also said, I hope I didn't want to see you. In this case, he will do it for her naturally.

The cold man in my arms was robbed, and the hell feast went black and went, "Mo Jiuyou, return mubai to me!"

There is no voice with any temperature to speak of. It can't express the full-bodied and extreme killing intention. All people can't breathe.

"Feast of the dead, you dream!"

"Do not dream, you can have a try!"

In front of the high and luxurious palace, two people who raised their feet casually were enough to shake the earth's mansion. At the moment, they fought fiercely. The staggered two people, like two virtual shadows, were full of sword light and powerful force, which soon destroyed the magnificent palace into a ruin.

Mo Jiuyou had a hand in the dark banquet. At the moment, the other party gave full play to it. Before long, he gradually fell into the downwind. Seeing that he was going to take people away, his eyes were scarlet.

"Mo Jiuyou, if you dare to take her away, see you next time, it will be your death date!"

"I'll wait."

Mo Jiuyou scoffed and laughed. Obviously, he didn't put it in his eyes. The palace was destroyed. However, he was also a ghost king, so it was impossible for him to have only one residence.

The ghost feast left behind, watching the two disappeared, one mouthful of blood just vomited

In the other place, Mo Jiuyou looks at the man who slowly opens his eyes in his arms, and then he hooks his lips and smiles, "wake up?"

Although people wake up, but the ghost King's hand is really a bit uncomfortable, to this will chest pain.

"Where shall we go?"

Looking at her face weak, Mo Jiuyou squinted, "Xiaobai, is it worth it?"

At this moment, he suddenly couldn't understand, clearly love so deep, even regardless of his own life and death, but why left such a big blow at last.

I have never met you. I'm afraid these words are more painful than killing the hell feast.

Is it true that love is deep and hate is deep?

Tang Qing is tired of looking at the distance, clearly has been reborn, but the gray eyes color is still flashing pain, "which is worth it or not, this time we should make an end with him, from now on, no longer."

Of course, it has nothing to do with it, because the system has told her that at the moment of her death, the strategic value of the hell feast has been completed. Even Mo Jiuyou has risen to 50%. With a few turning points, the task can almost be completed successfully.

As for the pain in the eyes, it's because the slap still hurts!

Mo Jiuyou didn't know what she was thinking, but a word that had nothing to do with it raised his mouth. "Xiaobai is really cruel. How many times did you die for him?"

Tang qinglenghum, how dare you turn over the old account with her? It's not him. She's going to die so many times?

She narrowed her eyes and smiled like a smile. "Oh, it's really thanks to the Lord ghost."

Mo Jiuyou:

He suddenly understood what it means to lift a stone and hit his own feet. Look, his family Xiaobai is still very vengeful!

Although Tang Qing has been reborn, the power of Mo Jiuyou's palm is too great. Even if he is reborn, the remaining wounds on his soul should be well nourished.

She has been fully raised for a hundred years. Of course, during this period, she did not only raise her wounds. After all, Lingshi was bred. What a good body for cultivating immortals, it's not good to waste. So, a hundred years ago, she was a little pitiful being bullied by others, but a hundred years later, she was a little devil that even Mo Jiuyou appreciated.

Mo Jiuyou loves this little thing. She always surprises herself. From the time she taught her to practice, it's only a hundred years, but she has learned almost everything she taught. There are so many profound and obscure arrays and scripts, but in her eyes, there are almost no difficulties.

A person who can't do anything grows up in his own hands and reaches the peak at last. This process is really amazing.

Mo Jiuyou has never experienced it before, and I'm afraid he will never experience it again