Chapter 1047

Chen Sanqiu doesn't understand why Nu Jiao, the leader of Shixin cult, who likes men, wants to make so many clones for Fanhua.

I want to find the master of Shixin religion, nujiao, to find the answer, but now she doesn't know where to go, and she has no trace.

Chen Sanqiu reached out and patted Fanhua on the shoulder and said to Fanhua, "you are Fanhua, Fanhua is you. Don't worry about why there are so many clones of you. You just need who you are."

Fanhua stares at Chen Sanqiu, tears suddenly burst, gnashing her teeth to Chen Sanqiu's arms, and reaches out and slaps Chen Sanqiu's chest: "Wuwu, it's all because of you, it's all because of you, Wuwu. If it wasn't for you, I would not know that Fanxing sister is my clone. If it wasn't for you, I still live a happy life, if it wasn't for you, I won't be like this, Wuwu, it's all your fault, it's all your fault, Wuwu. "

Looking at the flowers that used to be like fairies, Chen Sanqiu is now crying in his arms and beating his chest.

Although Chen Sanqiu didn't care much about what Fanhua said, and didn't think that these things were caused by himself, seeing such an extreme beauty and such a poor little boy crying, Chen Sanqiu could only bear it silently.

Such an extremely beautiful beauty is crying and throwing herself in her arms, constantly reaching out and patting your chest. Who can push it away with unreasonable skill?

Until Fanhua was tired of crying, the hand that patted Chen Sanqiu's chest became a little weak. Chen Sanqiu then gently unfolded his hands and gently hugged Fanhua.

Chen Sanqiu has no words and doesn't comfort Fanhua.

At this time, quiet company, than the mouth to say more let this sad beauty at ease.

In the distance, in the core area of Shixin City, there came cheers. The originally miserable coolies celebrated their victory over the Shixin religion, which enslaved them. Cheers resounded throughout the world.

Chen Sanqiu looks at the direction of the core city of Shixin city and looks at the cheering people with a smile on his face.

Time goes by bit.

Fanhua flutters in Chen Sanqiu's arms, and Chen Sanqiu's hands gently embrace Fanhua's body.

The night gradually came, and the whole earth was covered with night. In the second layer of defense circle, the lights gradually rose, and people began to light bonfires. They gathered around and danced happily. Their tears had not been washed clean, and their faces were smiling from the heart. Hand in hand, they celebrated the most important day of their lives.

"They look happy." Has been lying in the arms of Chen Sanqiu, speechless flowers suddenly whispered.

Chen Sanqiu was stunned for a moment and looked down at the flowers in his arms.

When Fanhua saw Chen Sanqiu looking at herself, her face turned red with shame.

Well.

I've been lying in Chen Sanqiu's arms for so long. Well, I'm so shy. I'm so shy.

In fact, the grief in Fanhua's heart has been alleviated for a long time. For Fanhua, shixinjiao is not her home.

In Fanhua's opinion, his home belongs to himself and stars.

Two people together, then, where is home, as long as two people together.

Fanhua is sad that the only family she thinks is her own clone.

The feeling of suddenly being alone is the most painful reason for Fanhua.

Now, Fanhua is lying in Chen Sanqiu's arms, smelling the faint fragrance of Chen Sanqiu, and the masculine smell, which makes Fanhua intoxicated.

A sense of security.

This is the original flower only with the stars together will feel the feeling.

Now, I feel it in Chen Sanqiu.

Fanhua has long been in a relaxed mood and wants to leave Chen Sanqiu's arms, but it seems to be addicted.

In the head constantly tells oneself, wants to leave Chen three autumn's bosom, but, the body actually does not listen to the brain's order.

So nestled in Chen Sanqiu's arms, now see Chen Sanqiu looking down at himself.

He not only looked down at himself, but also gave himself a smile.

Well.

That smile.

handsome

This man, who used to make himself sick and upset, suddenly gave himself a very handsome feeling.

This makes Fanhua feel surprised. She blushes and pushes Chen Sanqiu away.

He twisted his head to prevent Chen Sanqiu from seeing his face.

Chen Sanqiu

Just now, Fanhua was lying in her arms, with a shy ruddy face. In the setting sun, she was really surprised by Chen Sanqiu.

But then Fanhua pushes herself away and turns away from her appearance, which not only does not make Chen Sanqiu unhappy, but also makes Chen Sanqiu feel that Fanhua has such a lovely and shy little girl's side.

Forced to bear the smile in his heart, Chen Sanqiu coughed and said to the flowers, "they were enslaved before, but now they are free. Of course, they have to be happy. Look how happy they are when they dance."

The flowers let out a cry.

Looking at the coolies dancing in the second layer of defense circle, the blush on their faces gradually subsided, and their small faces tightened: "I haven't seen them so happy before. Did you cast any magic on them?"

"Of course not, because they are free." Chen Sanqiu grinned and said softly to the flowers.

"Before eating heart taught them to protect, protect their lives, give them food to eat, they should know how to be grateful." "Is freedom more important than their lives?" said Fan Hua with a small mouth

When Chen Sanqiu heard Fan Hua say that, he immediately looked holy. It's time to pretend.

"Life is precious, love is more valuable. If it is freedom, both can be thrown away." Chen Sanqiu's voice is full of cadence, and his recitation of Pei Duofei's "freedom and love" is very infectious.

Listen to Fanhua a Leng a Leng.

"You wrote it?" Fanhua opens her mouth and looks at Chen Sanqiu in surprise.

Chen Sanqiu's mouth was shocked and asked, "haven't you heard of it?"

Fanhua shook her head.

Chen Sanqiu suddenly slightly raised a radian in the corner of his mouth, and his face didn't blush at all. He nodded and said, "yes, I wrote it. What's the matter? It's OK

Fanhua looks at Chen Sanqiu with her eyes shining.

This man, who used to make himself sick and upset, did not expect that he would not only become more handsome and gentle, but also write poems.

This man, um.

Fanhua's face turned red.

It's really good

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