Perilla looked up at the sky and yelled, hoarding exhausted.
The sky didn't know when it began to rain, as if it was crying.
Yang Xiaotian holds perilla's hand, and the winding blood flows down from the corner of his mouth.
"Su Su, don't be sad. I and I will die soon." Now it's just leaving early.
Even if he can really save him by joining the unicorn corner, he won't use what his enemies have taken.
Yang Xiaotian looks up at Long Jing with a smile on his face. It seems that he is declaring Sovereignty: Although he has lost, he is also a winner.
Finally, he got the heart of Perilla completely.
So, this life is enough.
"Yang Xiaotian, don't talk, don't talk..." perilla pressed his bleeding wound, but couldn't hold the blood at the corner of his mouth. Her eyes seemed to be dyed red by the bright red color. Everything was red.
"Susu." Yang Xiaotian grasped her hand and said with a smile, "if there is an afterlife, we will be happy..."
When he finished his last sentence, he looked at her with a smile, and his eyes seemed to be fixed, turning into nothing.
Clearly, her shadow was still reflected in his eyes, but he seemed to be motionless.
"Yang Xiaotian?" Perilla gently called him, did not hear the response, suddenly the whole person was flustered, exhausted all his strength and cried out, "Yang Xiaotian! Yang Xiaotian, come back, come back
How can he, how can he leave himself again and again? How could he be so cruel and leave himself behind?
"Ah! Ah! Ah -- "perilla holds Yang Xiaotian's body and roars up to the sky, as if she wants to vent all her grief.
Can so much grief, how can it be a few shouts can vent clean?
Perilla looked up at the sky, looking at the dark sky, as if it might come down at any time.
She even thought, if that day's pressure down, will she die, then she can accompany him to go?
Qin Xian looked at the sad, like a puppet's perilla, sighed gently, and slowly turned to walk down the mountain.
In this life, even if Yang Xiaotian died, he could not get her heart.
As time went by, it rained like beans.
Zisu holding Yang Xiaotian, I don't know how long I stayed there.
Long Jing stood aside, his sword dripping with water or blood.
He looked at the perilla, and he kept it as long as it sat on the ground.
Black robe really can't look down, went to the Perilla in front of her, coldly said: "give him to me."
His voice is still neither male nor female, which makes people feel very infiltrative.
Like a puppet, perilla seemed to be awakened by his voice and looked up at him in a trance.
"No one is going to rob him of me." She said coldly.
Black robe body slightly pause.
After looking at her for a while, he pointed to Long Jing and said coldly, "if you want to avenge him, kill him!"
Perilla suddenly froze, slowly turned back, looking at the side of the black robe.
Yes, if she wants revenge, she should kill him!
Black robe took advantage of her unprepared, body a flash, took her arms Yang Xiaotian.
"He's dead, you don't even want to avenge him! I've taken him away. You don't deserve him, even the corpse! "
"Yang Xiaotian!" The Perilla rose abruptly, empty in her arms.
Black robe's skill was very fast. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared completely.
Perilla eyes open wide, the whole person suddenly lost. Suddenly, she suddenly turned back and glared at Long Jing. Her black eyes turned red and rushed at him: "I'll kill you!"