The sword went straight into the lion's forehead!
There is a blue lion tattooed on Shuluo's chest.
From the moment of birth of twins.
This kind of tattoo is like a twin vine.
One blue, one red.
.
back to back, never leave.
Now, this blue lion is dying.
Shuluo's right hand was covered with blood, and the blood overflowed from his palm, just like the red flower born from the clouds.
two nurses were carefully picking out the glass fragments which were inserted into his hands. The bright fragments stabbed into the blood red flesh. Under the light, these pieces seemed to be precious gems coagulating blood.
the vertical falling hands and blood were slowly projected back and forth in Jerome's eyes.
His eyes were covered with gray purple. As if the sky gushed out a piece of black clouds, covering the earth!
He doesn't know what he can do now.
In fact, the brain is full of white flowers, pausing, blank and blinded.
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His heart clenched when he saw the man hanging in the air and shaking!
he knew it was his younger brother.
mutual telepathy has always been so direct and strong!
So he stood at the bottom and watched Shuluo dangle in the middle of the dangerous air, shaking and swinging. Nothing can help - the blue in the air, the cold with stars, like the light of hope blooming in the deep sea, splits the darkness and comes in a rush. A warm and desolate feeling irrigates the whole body in an instant.
until the palm feels strange pain!
Only then did he find that Shuluo had smashed his hand into the large French windows on the top floor.
" Whoa Crash The loud noise, like the sound of a drum, hit his heart.
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