However, Sha Longdian looked at the familiar person in front of him and was unable to raise his sword to kill her. At this moment, Huangquan Quikui, who was holding Sha Longdian tightly, grew long white hair on his hand. The nails were as sharp as blades, piercing deep into his flesh.
Luoxue tried his best, picked up the snow halberd, and stabbed it deeply from the back of Huangquan Quikui's waist. Huangquan Quikui raised his head and roared, pushed away the Dragon Killing Palace with one palm, turned around and hit Luoxue with both palms, and Luoxue flew away. He went out, hit the icicle heavily, and fainted on the ground.
"Xue'er——"
Killing Dragon Hall was furious, and finally understood why Shui Hanyi didn't use the thousand-year-old corpse flower to resurrect Huang Liang. It turned out that resurrecting the dead was just a Huang Liang dream, a wishful thinking of mankind.
The person after resurrection is just a puppet, a walking corpse. She has no thoughts from her previous life, and what is resurrected is just her body. What’s the use of resurrecting a body that has no mind?
Only at this moment did Sha Longdian realize that what he was pursuing in his life was nothing but nonsense and a ridiculous joke.
He shouted loudly, finally pulled out the Fire Soul Blade, and stabbed Huangquan Quikui with his sword. However, Huangquan Quikui was as strong as an ox, and he opened his hands to grab him tightly.
She opened her fangs and bit down on Shalongdian's shoulder. The fangs sank into his arm, oozing blood, and the physical pain seemed to be able to temporarily relieve the pain in his heart.
The Dragon-Slaying Palace shouted: "The Sky-Breaking Wind Blade——"
The Fire Soul Blade in her hand instantly turned into countless red sword blades and struck at Huangquan Quikui. She howled and saw the countless sword blades bursting from her body like thousands of rays of light.
Shalongdian did not expect that he would end his mother's life in the end.
The power of the Sky Breaking Wind Blade was too strong, and the cave was finally overwhelmed. The powerful lethality leaked out, and the entire snow mountain began to shake. Numerous cracks appeared on the mountain peaks, which immediately triggered an avalanche.
Sha Longdian flew towards Luo Xue, hugged Luo Xue who was covered in blood, and flew out of the snow mountain. Under the avalanche, pushing away a vast white plain, he embraced Luoxue and slowly fell on the snow.
Snowflakes fell gently on Luo Xue's body, and she snuggled into his warm embrace, coughing blood and waking up from a coma.
Looking at the young master's gentle gaze, full of sorrow and helplessness, he couldn't help but smile slightly and said: "I always thought that the young master was made of ice, but I didn't expect that your embrace was actually warm."
Shalongdian said: "Xue'er..."
He knew that it was not his embrace that was warm, but Luo Xue's body that was getting colder. He always thinks about changing his destiny against the will of heaven, but in fact, mere mortals, no matter how powerful they are, cannot compete with the heavens.
Luoxue snuggled into his arms and said: "You don't need to feel sad. In fact, death is not painful for me... It's great that before you die, you can hold me so tenderly and look at me. I have no regrets." Pity."
Luoxue has been deeply in love with this man for so many years, but she is his maid, and he is the cold master who does not understand love. Now before she dies, she can finally embrace him deeply and go off the rails unscrupulously.
Luoxue held his cheek and kissed his thin lips affectionately. He was startled at first, and then let her continue to ask for it, as if she wanted to taste all the happiness in her life. He didn't push her away, he just satisfied her desire and responded affectionately.
Luoxue finally couldn't hold on any longer and kissed her lips slowly sliding down. She leaned on his shoulders and neck and whispered: "Young Master, I
Kissing you, I don’t want you to remember me forever. Luoxue just wants to tell you how beautiful kissing is. The world is so cold, you don't want to be a heartless sculpture, you should find someone you like to be with, lean on each other, and stay with you until you grow old. Just like I follow you, as long as you are around, no matter in what capacity I am by your side, I will be happy! "
Sha Longdian shook her body and shouted: "Xue'er, Xue'er, you can't die, you can't die!"
Luoxue's aura was like a gossamer thread, and she said: "Young Master... I have promised you this life, see you in the next life!"
After she finished speaking, she finally died contented.
For her, such death was not terrible. Without this death, she would never have spoken out about her love for him, let alone done what she wanted to do so wildly. These secrets will be buried in her heart for a lifetime.
She is as weak as snow, and what a humble person she is now that the dawn has faded.
He is her supreme god, an existence that cannot be tarnished in this life. But before she died, she finally hugged him, kissed his lips, and told him all the love and tenderness in her heart.
She hoped that she could be a piece of snow that could warm his heart, take him out of this vast snow, and let him walk away in search of warmth.
He held her cold body tightly in his arms. He knew she was dead, but he couldn't bear to look at her for a long time, for fear that he would burst into tears.
The lingering warmth of Luoxue's kiss on his lips was still there, so green and gentle, and he felt his heart burning. A snowflake fell on his lips and was quickly melted.
Killing Dragon Hall felt a burst of sadness and anger in his heart. Unable to suppress the emotions in his heart, he raised his head and roared, his long hair falling. In an instant, half of his face was possessed by a demon.
… …
Above the flat lake, the autumn water is long and the sky is long.
Nangong Qi dressed in white and went boating on the lake. His heart was as calm as the water of the flat lake, only a dead silence.
Suddenly, a faint piano sound came from afar, and the sound of the piano caused ripples in his heart. When he heard the sound of the piano, he turned into a lake of spring water, with rippling blue waves, unable to calm down.
The long winds sway the flowers, and the flowers fall into the world of mortals.
All because this is a song he is familiar with. The boat flows along the water and approaches the pavilion. Above the pavilion, Lingyun's gauze covers his face, he is dressed in white clothes, his eyebrows are indifferent, and he plays the strings of the piano lightly.
The moment she raised her head, her eyes were filled with ripples and her eyes were slightly red. She didn't expect that the two of them would travel to the same place.
The love for the old place is deep, how about the old friends?
Nangong Qixing arrived here and never returned.
The two looked at each other, and due to the long separation, there were layers of ripples in their hearts.
They all thought they had a deep determination for love, but none of them could compare to the magnificent feeling in their hearts when they saw each other again.
The embankment built up in the heart finally collapsed and became annihilation.
She put away the music, pulled away the white gauze on her face, and looked at him with tender eyes.
Those eyes are so gentle, full of countless tenderness and reluctance.
In the end, Nangong Qi's heart turned into a tidal wave, and he flew towards the pavilion.
Two people who loved each other deeply met again after a long absence. The deep love they had suppressed in their hearts could no longer be hidden. It all showed out from their eyes, hurting each other's hearts.
He said softly: "Ling Yun."
She stood up, hugged his waist, buried her head in his arms, and wanted his tenderness wantonly.
To the old place,
When I see an old friend, I feel thoughtful, and finally I see him before my eyes.
Ling Yun said: "Nangong Qi, am I dreaming?"
He couldn't help but put his arm around her shoulders and said, "No, I..."
She looked up at him, with uncontrollable moisture in her eyes, and said, "Why are you avoiding me?"
"I...I don't, it's you who don't want me." Nangong Qi's eyes were red and the tip of his nose was sore, with a hint of choking and sadness.
She hugged his neck, and her two longing lips finally kissed each other with uncontrollable affection.
The moist attachment pushes away, plundering the other person's tenderness time and time again in the lips and tongue, wanting to completely possess the other person as his own, and mark the mark that strangers should not approach.
They belong to each other's brand, and their hearts are only open for each other. Except for life and death, nothing can block them.
Nangong Qi held Ling Yun's slender wrist in his hand and pushed her down on the bench of the pavilion. He leaned over and stared at her face. He felt that the hope across the mountains and seas finally came to him. At this moment, he did not hide anything. Desire for her.
So what if I am the reincarnation of Emperor You? He didn't take good care of her in his last life, will he miss it again in this life?
"I love you...Ling Yun..."
The fire of old love is the most difficult to suppress. When it burns, it is out of control, breaking all the restrictions and burning towards the other person regardless of the cost.
Nangong Qi's lips were like a violent storm, passing over Ling Yun's flowery face wantonly. His lips and teeth whispered his deep love for her again and again in her ears, intertwined with each other.
Ripples appeared on the lake surface, and a sudden light rain turned into a curtain between heaven and earth, separating the two obsessed people from heaven and earth.
Raindrops gently fell on the lotus leaves. The pink lotus flowers were in full bloom, exuding a faint fragrance. A red dragonfly flew and landed on the flower buds. Everything melted into tenderness.
He hugged her from behind, wrapped his hands around her slender waist, bit the white jade beads on her earlobes, and pulled down hard.
Pain immediately climbed up her back, causing her to tremble slightly, and her thin back immediately arched. The rain fell on her thin shirt, and the white gauze adhered to the rain and turned into clouds.
Under the pain, Ling Yun opened her red lips, bit off a blooming petal, raised her head and sucked the rain and dew on the petals. The rain and dew with the fragrance of lotus rolled into her throat, temporarily alleviating the burning sensation in her throat. .
Her eyes were blurry, and the light rain fell on her white cheeks, bringing a sense of coolness and moisture. Drenched by the rain, she looked alluring and enchanting.
The soft hair is stuck to the neck, and the snow-white neck is already covered with fine rainwater, like a piece of jade in the rain, shining in the sun.
The water drops slid down her slender neck, and finally fell into the gentle countryside in despair. Along with the water drops, there was Nangong Qi's heart that had nowhere to rest.
He opened his mouth to hold the petal she was holding in his mouth. When the petal slipped, his lips attacked her moist red lips again. Her tenderness can only be tasted by him and can only be his private property. Even just a petal will arouse his jealousy.
The light rain gradually stopped, and a rainbow hung in the sky. She nestled in his arms, and the two of them leaned in the pavilion. I wish that time would stop at this moment, and she would no longer be the Moon Worshiping Demon Lord, but just Nangong Qi's woman.
