Gong xi Leng heard such a long lost cry, and his heart was filled with waves.

He looked at Qiao Liu's painting vaguely, as if he had returned to his original time in the ghost tribe.

At that time, Qiao Liu's painting was always calling for his cold stream. At that time, she was as beautiful and moving as a little girl who was not familiar with the world. She was the happiest at that time!

But she was killed by him.

Gong xi's cold heart is like being cut by a knife. It hurts badly.

He stepped forward uncontrollably, and took Qiao Liu's painting into his arms, saying, "painting......"

A picture seems to come from a long time and space, with too much emotion.

At this time, Qiao Liuhua knew that Gong Xi's cold mood was unstable, and he also stayed in his arms quietly without speaking.

……

Qiao Liuhua and Gongxi Leng can get along with each other gradually during his time in Haizu.

Gong xi is very careful to treat her. She looks at her face to judge her mood and carefully cares for her.

In such a time, the sea people ushered in a person, that is, fengsujin.

When gong xi Leng saw Feng Sujin with white hair and sad air of vicissitudes, he took a breath of cool air.

I can't believe it. It's only a long time since I saw it. Feng Sujin has become like this. It's totally unimaginable.

Even Qiao Liuhua's voice couldn't make any sound.

Qiao Liu painted the whole person as if he had been pointed, frozen in place, and looked at Feng Sujin like this.

She wanted to talk, but found that she was too surprised to make a sound.

Feng Sujin looked at Gong Xilin's and Qiao Liu's expressions, and touched her face with her hands, "I Am I scary now? "

Feng Sujin also saw her white hair naturally.

But she didn't care about these, and didn't care about the hair. She had only one idea, that is to find Jun Mohan.

If you can't find Jun Mohan, even if she lost her life, she doesn't care, let alone her hair.

Along the way, she also saw a lot of people surprised, and all the people of the sea people could not recognize her.

But look at gong xi Leng and Qiao Liu's expression, it should be to recognize her.

At this time, the eyes of Fengsu Jin are all red with red blood.

She hasn't had a rest for a long time.

At first glance, it's really scary.

Qiao Liuhua looks at this kind of fengsujin, and really has a feeling that he can hardly recognize.

In front of her eyes, Feng Sujin seems to be a corpse with a desperate breath. She is totally different from the former Feng Sujin.

This kind of fengsujin makes people want to cry.

She How did it become like this.

"Su Jin, you What's the matter with you? "

Being greeted like this, Feng Sujin almost cried again, but she controlled her mood.

She has only one idea now, that is to find Jun Mohan. As for other things, even her own emotions, she doesn't care.

"Ink cold is gone. I'm looking for juhunzhu."

Feng Sujin doesn't have time to talk much now, and doesn't want to waste too much time, she said directly.

She also because of the previous emotional breakdown, at this time, the voice is dumb.

Her throat hurt when she spoke.

Gong xi is shocked by the cold. Is Jun Mo cold gone? This... It's unbelievable.

That's the creator.

And the whole world exists. How could the creator be dead.