Chapter 719

The sky, which had been gloomy for a long time, finally rained and washed away all the bloodstains. The cries and shouts echoed in the woods. The thunder dispersed and his work was finished.

When Li Xue of the hotel hears the news and rushes over, she only sees the mess on the ground and two cold bodies. She can't help covering her mouth. This is probably the last picture she wants to see.

Mingqing grabs the cold hand full of blood, "no, the boss is God, God will not die."

"Yes," Mingyu nodded and wiped something on her face. She didn't know whether it was water or tears. "The boss is a God. It may be just a physical death. She may have gone back to the spirit hall to wait for us. She doesn't often do this. She suddenly comes out when we are sad and desperate."

"Yes, she is a God, is the God of Ying Liu," Luo Ming Shang regardless of the burn behind, "she will not die. It's just the body that's destroyed. "

Yan yechen really can't bear to fight. If so, why did you help her block the thunder robbery just now? It was after she became a God, and the second way, you couldn't stop it.

"Yes, my sister won't die. She'll be killed by heaven." Ling Wu knelt there, his eyes staring at him.

Nangong Shuo hugged Ling Wu in his arms. "Yes, she will be fine. She won't die unless Tianzhu destroys her."

Xuanyuanying stood there silent for a while, turned to leave, Nangong Shuo looked at him, "where are you going?"

"Look for her." Xuanyuan yingdun, "big deal, find her again, anyway, there is still a lot of time." There is a lot of time, so I don't mind waiting for you to reincarnate and grow up.

Ling Wu wiped his tears and said, "I'll go too." Said, caught up with xuanyuanying, "sister will not die, she must be hiding, hiding those bad people."

Xuanyuanying touched Ling Wu's head and looked at Nangong Shuo. Nangong Shuo laughed, "well, no matter how many times, you will find her." Said, once again looked at the body that had lost life, the East would probably be very sad.

Luo Mingshang reaches out and holds the person in her arms. Yes, she won't die. The disappearance of her body is not complete. What about thunder robbery? It's just to look for it again. He has a lot of time. It doesn't matter how many years he looks for it again. Ming Qing holds up the two children who are still in a coma. Suddenly, she doesn't know what to do.

Mingyu patted him on the shoulder, "it's OK, I believe the boss."

"Well," Mingqing nodded, yes, that is the boss who likes to hold everything in his hand. She probably knew the end of it long ago, so there must be something to do. That kind-hearted kid, how can he be willing to die, how can he leave the spirit hall and them? "I'll send them back." Mingqing refers to those who are still in a coma.

Wu Song is the first one to reflect. He doesn't care about the girl. As long as he takes revenge, it's just a pity that he doesn't take revenge personally, but it's OK to deal with the aftermath. Then he asks two police officers to send them back one by one.

The police car soon arrived and blocked the surrounding area. Luo Mingshang left with someone in his arms. No one dared to stop him, and no one would stop him. At this time, no one would care about their leaving, but no one found that in the mountains, a woman in black looked at all this, tears oozing from the corners of her eyes.

Antique street people will never forget this day, the original gloomy sky began to rain, and then began to float snow, rain mixed with snow-white snowflakes falling from the sky, this is September, ah, why snow? When they came to the street, they gathered in the quiet eyes of all the people in his arms. The bright red mark on the body is so dazzling.

Everyone was still, even forgot to ask what was going on, forgot to cry.

"Xueer, look, it's snowing," Luo Mingshang looked up at the sky. "It's your name. It's the flowers in the sky."

Waiting for everyone's reaction, the hot tears mixed with the cold rain across the face, no, it shouldn't be like this.

"Roar!" Suddenly, a roar came from the sky. I don't know when, countless Shura ghosts appeared in the sky. Clearly no one called them, they just hovered in the sky and refused to disperse.

The little child stood in the rain, with his head down. He didn't know whether it was rain or tears on his face. He was the first one to know the cause of blood. At the moment when his sister died, at the moment when she was pierced, he felt pain in his heart. His whole body was shaking with pain, until the people connected by blood lost their breath.

His world was established by his elder sister. Since it was created, he has nothing, no parents, no family, and no so-called love and respect, because he is an artificial God, and he has only his elder sister.

But now, the world has collapsed.

"Why." The rain trembled all over, "why don't you tell me anything, why don't you keep it from me? I can help, can't I? Why don't you tell me? "

"Light rain." Mingyu stepped forward, hugged Yu and said, "listen to your sister."

"My sister is dead. I'll listen to someone." The rain pushed Mingyu away. He ran to luomingshang and kept waving his fist, "give my sister back to me, give it back to me. You give my sister back because of you. "Luo Ming Shang hugged the people in his arms, "will not die."

Rain is probably tired, stopped, reached out and hugged luomingshang, luomingshang did not move, "your sister, Xueer, will not die, absolutely not."

Rain looked up at him, too much rain, covering all the line of sight, "really?"

For the first time, Luo Mingshang laughed to the people outside, smiling very gently, "yes, she won't die, God, she won't die so easily."

I can't see his appearance clearly, but Yu feels that it is believable. Yes, my sister is a God, the only God left in the world, and God won't die.

On this day, it rained heavily and snowed heavily. The snowflakes fell in the rain and opened small ice-cream flowers. Some of them soon dispersed. This is probably a flower sacrifice, which belongs to her.

There was no funeral or sadness. It seemed that it was just a day of sleet. The next day was still a sunny day. It seemed that the previous sadness, what people should do in the street, was still bustling. The spirit hall was still open for business, but the girl sitting on the first floor turned into a handsome man with a book in his hand Look.