Suddenly, the light from outside shone in, driving away the darkness.
The ghosts that kept pouring up from the underworld screamed when they were stung by the sudden scorching sun, and swished back into the ground again. .
The living rock was stirred up with sticks into a pile of waste rocks.
The pile of waste rocks all flew up from the ground, and assembled into a glutton with wings, flying towards the earth silently from top to bottom. roar.
He looked angry and violent, very scary.
"Oh my God, what's going on?"
"This is what happened" "Mountains and mountains are gone" "Ah, look what's up there" Chaotic sounds came from below.
It was estimated that those were people who had been swallowed by living rocks and were liberated by sticks before they could digest them.
At this time, those people were horrified and looked up from the huge pit at the huge, grotesque stone creature in the sky.
"Wow, I'm angry."
Su Qian, who appeared in his soul body and was suspended in mid-air, looked at the crazy Taotie with a smile.
To be precise, he was not looking at the Taotie, but at the black and numb mass inside Taotie's body.
Occasionally, dark purple lightning flashed through, similar to Something about silkworm chrysalis.
"This is" Suqian squinted her eyes, raised her hand and pointed the machete at the Taotie and chopped it down.
When the Taotie shattered, she hooked the ebony thing over and stretched out her hand to remove the mesh silk on the surface.
She opened it, moved closer, and looked inside through the gap.
This sight made the casual smile on her face fade.
For nothing else.
Because there is a void inside, and in the void is a man who is hanging there by a soul chain, not knowing whether he is dead or alive.
The man is very thin, wearing a black brocade robe with large flowers of the other side painted on it, which gives people a gorgeous feeling.
He was flamboyant, decadent and carefree, with his head half-bowed, and his long black hair covering his face, making it difficult for people to see his appearance clearly.
The man seemed to feel the gaze and the warmth of the sunlight coming in from outside.
He moved his head slightly and looked at Su Qian.
When his face came into Suqian's eyes, Suqian's eyes shrank uncontrollably, and her heart tightened for a moment, until it started to hurt.
She knew that face.
Even though she didn't remember it, even though she had no impression, she knew whose face it belonged to.
Some people and things, even if they are buried in the long river of time, when someone turns around or looks back, they can still clearly feel their unique mood, just like Su Qian at this time.
"mysterious" Not Qianqian, don't call out his name.
Don't let him out.
He will hurt you.
Suddenly, the voice of Qingyue Junlun exploded in my mind, one of anxiety, fear, and fear.
She recognized that voice, it was Xuan Yuan's.
Xuan Yuan's voice was attached to the system's sea of consciousness.
She had heard this voice once, so she recognized it.
And the face of the person in front of him also belonged to Xuan Yuan.
“Ah, it’s not in vain that I’ve waited so long.”
When the man saw clearly who had broken the seal and destroyed the puppet Taotie that suppressed him, he looked at Suqian tenderly with his dark and deep eyes, tilted his head slightly, and made the soul-penetrating chain rattle. , he curved his lips and smiled at Su Qian.
The smile was indescribably beautiful and stunning.
"Qianqian, come here and let me hug you.
I haven't hugged you for a long time."
His voice was filled with sighs, nostalgia and nostalgia.
However, Su Qian saw coldness, cruelty and endless coldness in his deep eyes that looked gentle and doting.
This person has no heart.
Like, she does.
Su Qian didn't say anything, and remained motionless, just looking at him.
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"Afraid of me" The man tilted his head, twitched his arm, and the soul-piercing chain made a clattering sound, even faintly cracking with the cracks.
This chain can't lock him anymore.
Not only Su Qian knows this, but men also know it.
He saw Su Qian's eyes staring at the soul-piercing chain, and deliberately broke the chain again.
As a result, the cracks on the chain became bigger and bigger, and even slag fell out.
The man chuckled, his pale and bloodless lips slightly hooked, and his low, sexy alto sounded like a Sanskrit song, reaching Su Qian's ears.
"Qianqian, does he not let you call me by my name, is he afraid that you will let me go?"
Suqian looked at him with an expressionless face, without saying a word.
After a while, she slowly let go of her hand and slowly closed the gap she had torn open.
The man saw her action and sighed softly, "Qianqian, you still can't learn well.
What happened to you last time when you listened to him?
You forgot.
Do you need me to help you recall your memories?"
Saying this, the man suddenly exerted force, and the soul-piercing chain that bound him was completely exhausted, and fell into pieces into nothingness.
He flashed out of the unclosed gap, hugged Su Qian who turned to leave, kissed her hair gently, and sighed contentedly, "It's great to be able to hold you."
The moment Su Qian came out and hugged her, an icy blue light flashed in her hand, and the stick turned into a slender straight knife, which was stabbed straight into his lower abdomen.
There was sticky blood coming from the quilt.
The water flowed from the lower abdomen where the straight knife was stabbed, staining Su Qian's clean dress.
"Well, it hurts."
The man was lying on Su Qian's shoulder, his voice was weak, as if he was being coquettish or aggrieved, "Qian Qian, it hurts."
What answered him was the sound of Su Qian drawing the knife slowly, and then stabbing it again.
The man felt her move, stretched out a big hand, held the straight knife that stabbed her again, gently rubbed Su Qian's white and tender chin with his slightly bearded chin, and muttered, "Qian Qian, you are so cruel.
Now, even though we haven’t seen each other for so long, you are still not gentle to me at all.”
Saying this, he stretched out his hand to lift Su Qian's chin, biting Su Qian's pale pink lips from top to bottom.
They separated at the first touch, and then his whole body began to fade and become thinner.
"Qianqian, wait for me, wait for me to handle everything, take the sun, moon and stars as gifts, take the universe and stars as betrothal, treat you as king, respect you as emperor, and bow to you.
This time, it will definitely not happen.
Break your promise."
After he finished speaking, his figure completely disappeared into the air, leaving only a little bit of cold fragrance lingering under the tip of Su Qian's nose.
The stick stayed quietly in Su Qian's hand, and the blood drops rolling down it were like the flowers of the other side painted on his black brocade clothes, burning everything, and vowing not to give up until the goal was achieved, with an everlasting determination.
The oath has lasted from prehistoric times to this day.
Su Qian stretched out her hand to peck her lower lip and said quietly, "I thought his blood was also blue, but I didn't expect it to be red.
I'm really surprised."
The stick is a little confused.
Is this the issue that the owner should consider?
He kissed you Kiss you Aren't you angry?
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