The Dark Lord was even more cruel: "Ziling! Prince Chen! Ji Wuhua!!! He is your childhood sweetheart and your husband, so you don't think any man in this world can be better than him, do you? "

“……”

"Oh, in your eyes, I can't compare with Ziling, can I?"

He suddenly raised his voice: "but what about Heiyao?"?? What about the man called Heiyao?? Have you forgotten?? Identity, status, appearance, wealth, ability He can't compare anything with Ziling, but can't his love for you compare with Ziling??? Why do you think I can't do something that ordinary men can do?? Or do you think I'm just like Ji Wuhua? If I'm lustful, I'll love you. If I'm lustful, I'll love you??? It's all about your looks? "

“……”

"So, because of this, would you rather give up your life and let me die in front of that dummy for millions of years to come?"

He glared at her.

She glared at the ground, pale, and her vitality was seriously damaged.

If he didn't come in time today and stop her in time, how terrible the consequences would be??

Even if the resurrection of the double Ji Wuxue, but really that person?? What about the soul of a real person? What about the joys and sorrows of real people? What about the real man's complex love, hatred and infatuation with the Dark Lord???

What he loves is not such a complicated soul, such a deep tangle, such a woman who shakes life???

What he wants is not a pure white pattern and what color to paint, but a masterpiece he has already painted - his own work, regardless of love, hatred, hatred and infatuation! It's a work forged by myself over the years. And she dares to push a dummy to him.

He was so angry that he couldn't say a word any more. He just glared at her.

She did not dare to look at his eyes, but slowly lowered her head. She was really tired.

At this time, I noticed how pale and weak her face was under the silk scarf that she often didn't take off these days. Her eyes almost couldn't open because of her weak eyebrows

He suddenly collapsed, strode over, picked her up, turned and left.

Xia Ji was lying in his arms and had completely lost the courage and strength to struggle. She was extremely tired and very weak, because he had just experienced the practice of mating with his snake, and now he has passed away the essence of his more than half of his energy. He can not support it, his body becomes cold, his hands are cold, and his lips are shivering.

However, when she saw the girl falling in the cold jade, she was still just a dead smile. It seems that what I just did didn't work at all.

"She Look at her Wu Xian, look at her... "

She's still trying to make the last effort. Dark Lord, look at her. How can anyone be indifferent to such a girl?

But the Dark Lord has a heart of stone.

The Dark Lord didn't even look at the girl, so he strode away. Only when he saw the worried and sad look in her eyes, he clenched his teeth and said, "she's just a hair of yours!"!!! Hagi, you are such a fool

She was stunned and couldn't say a word.

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