"It's really strange that you've worn tens of thousands of green hats for Wu you. You still care about his life and death. In that case, why didn't you treat him better before he died? What's the use of your tears when people are dead? Anyway, he doesn't know."

A pair of fox eyes half narrowed, full of smiles.

Yes, Yunluo is laughing at Honglian. People like them don't deserve feelings at all. If they have feelings, they will have weaknesses and implicate that person.

So, for so many years, he didn't go to the person he cared about most, but he was trying to protect her. After he had the ability, he took her away.

"Shut up! If you kill him, you'll pay for his life!"

The two long thorns left only a virtual shadow in the night, and then stabbed to the clouds. The speed was so fast that Lu Qing was scared into a cold sweat!

Is it difficult that Honglian was just teasing her?

Is that her real strength?

The cloud fell back quickly, but I still saw that the sharp thorn was about to poke into the middle of my eyebrow!

A rope suddenly flew out, suddenly wrapped around Honglian's neck and pulled back quickly, but the sharp thorn in Honglian's hand still flew out!

With a clang, there were broken light spots all over the sky.

The long spikes were smashed into pieces in the air, but the heavy blow also had a strange impact. A strange sound accompanied the sound of fragmentation. People couldn't help buzzing in their heads and had a terrible headache.

It was a black knife with a slight arc that shot down the long thorn.

Lu Qing shook her wrist. With this blow, she calculated the right time, looked at the right angle, and threw the knife out with all her strength.

And it's still in the case of someone up and down behind him.

It's really difficult. Fortunately, Yunluo's life is saved

But this moment, her brain was going to explode. I don't know what's strange in the crystal thorn. Unexpectedly, there was such an effect. If Li Lanxin hadn't entangled Honglian's neck just now, would they be slaughtered?

However, as soon as she was relieved, she saw that Honglian, who had been entangled by the ghost rope, shot out another long thorn with a ferocious face!

However, this time, the cloud fell on guard. He covered his head and became short. He rolled on the ground and escaped the crystal thorn.

This red lotus pricks people's heads.

Then, the crazy red lotus began to bite the ghost rope. She kept pulling and couldn't bite. If Li Lanxin didn't have enough strength, I'm afraid red lotus's neck would be pierced.

Now it's just a cut and gurgling blood.

Just that vibration, yumingchuan also woke up, loosened Lu Qing, and they made moves at the same time.

Lu Qing's iron rope twisted around Honglian and wound Honglian's arm. Lu Qing and Li Lanxin formed horns with each other and began to pull Honglian in two directions, so that she had no chance to break free again.

Yu Mingchuan's unfamiliar Dao is directly on Honglian's neck, next to the cut made by Li Lanxin's knife head.

Motioning to them not to do it first, Yunluo walked to Honglian with some difficult steps.

"Honglian, do you know that you are actually my first woman.

The spring breeze was once, I almost liked you, but the next day I was chased and killed, and you smiled at that man. You really taught me the best first lesson.

From beginning to end, you will probably be my last woman. I hope you and Wu you can touch each other after they die. Stop playing with other men and go with him. "

The sharp blade across the soft neck is like cutting snow-white ointment, and the gushing blood flows down the clotted fat.

Everywhere he went, there was a fairyland where clouds fell. When he was a teenager, he dreamed of this body with how much hatred and how many unspeakable desires, but he could only put it into his hands.

No woman in the world can replace her. She has become his nightmare.

Even after so many years, I often think of her when I dream back at midnight.

He didn't get out of this nightmare until he met Lu Qing, had a more precise goal, and worked hard towards this goal.

But unexpectedly, the nightmare came back.

He had to end it with his own hands. From then on, he only lived for the most desired goal.

Honglian was laughing, but there was no sound.

There was sadness and complacency in the eyes, but more of a void filled with dissatisfaction.

When her head finally hung down, Yunluo sat down on a nearby stone pier.

At this time, the house was almost burned, and only the ashes with red Mars were still flashing.

Yunluo just sat there staring at the ashes in a daze.

At this time, yumingchuan has begun to take people to clean up the mess. Lu Qing asks Huo Jing, who ran back, to wrap Yunluo in a fur cloak.

He hasn't recovered yet. If he catches a cold, he may not be well for a long time.

Honglian's body was taken away. Lu Qing stayed with the unbroken long thorn.

He sat beside Yunluo for a while. Lu Qing couldn't help patting Yunluo on the shoulder.

"It's all over. Start over."

Lu Qing got up to go, but his clothes were pulled.

"Lu Qing, do you think if I wear black, I will look good." a pair of charming fox eyes, no longer squint, two transparent eyes, such as two obsidian.

"You look good, and wearing a rag is also beautiful."

Lu Qing lost his smile and intuitively thought that there seemed to be something different about cloud falling, but the change didn't seem bad.

After Lu Qing got up, Yunluo stretched a big waist.

"Tomorrow I'll make two bodies to celebrate." Yunluo smiled and looked a little simple.

"You're not well yet. Don't run around. I'll ask them to hire a tailor to make it for you."

With that, Lu Qing winked at Huo Jing. Huo Jing sighed, and obediently grabbed Yunluo's arm and helped him to the house where he used to live in the front yard.

Seeing that they had gone far, Lu Qingcai went to find yumingchuan.

At this time, the smell in the yard had almost dispersed. Yumingchuan's clothes contaminated with those strange things were also taken by baijitai to deal with.

Seeing Yu Mingchuan's thin clothes, Lu Qing turned back to the room, brought a sable cloak and tied it to Yu Mingchuan on tiptoe.

"I'm relieved at last. Yulang, your body hasn't fully recovered. Let's leave these things to Fang Jiming. Shall we have a rest?"

Lu Qing's rare practice of using public affairs for personal gain nestled in yumingchuan's arms and sprinkled Jiao.

Yumingchuan opened his cloak and wrapped Lu Qing in it.

"OK, let's go back."

After a few words with Fang Jiming, they went back to their room together.