The original owner lost his parents when he was young, but he was kind-hearted.
He took care of Baobao Feng when he grew up.
However, he raised a white-eyed wolf and tricked her into boarding a midnight bus that never returned.
Now the truth is revealed and it turned out to be a conspiracy. , An cleared up the nausea, and could only feel nausea.
An Qing's mind was affected by the original owner's emotions, and hatred grew.
She grabbed the vial in her hand and released the thunder and lightning into it, only to hear constant wailing inside.
"Anqing, Anqing, you can't, you can't do this, they, they are also your ancestors."
The man held his hands tightly and endured it for a long time.
After all, he couldn't hold it back and shouted out the words stuck in his throat.
"Why, now that I'm telling the truth, now that I'm an ancestor, why didn't you think about this when you asked me to be your girlfriend?"
An Qing said, and suddenly raised his hand, and a thunder and lightning with firelight went straight.
He struck at the man.
The man was struck by the flaming thunder and lightning and fell on his back.
However, he turned into ashes without saying a word.
However, in the thick fog not far behind the cemeteries, a tall man stood tall and tall.
Still walking over step by step, his brows were always furrowed and he kept sighing.
He looked at An Qing with a look that seemed helpless.
"When did you find out?"
Minghao came over and looked at An Qing's cold eyes and her cold little face.
He felt an inexplicable pain in his heart and unconsciously reached out his hand.
He wanted to touch An Qing's hair.
It seemed that it was something he had been looking forward to for a long time, but An Qing dodged it sideways.
She looked at Minghao with disgust and curled her lips, as if to say, don't do this, I won't accept this.
"Actually, sometimes ignorance is also a kind of happiness.
Why can't you be good?"
Minghao stretched out his hand again, and this time he stretched out his other hand in advance.
He grabbed An Qing's hand, The other hand went straight to the top of An Qing's hair.
He suddenly felt an unspeakable attachment to that black hair.
An Qing was never one to sit still and wait for death.
When Minghao grabbed her hand, she held the big or small fairy sword in her hand, and then when the other person stretched out his other hand, she pushed it upwards. tease This time An Qing did it so beautifully that Minghao didn't even have time to stop, and blood spurted out with the cold light on An Qing's sword.
"An Qing is very cruel."
Minghao glanced at the wound on his hand, sucked it gently twice with his mouth, and said with a bright smile, as if he didn't care at all about being hurt by An Qing.
"If you dare to use your hands or feet again, I won't mind killing you myself."
An Qing gestured with the sword in his hand, straightened his body and said slowly.
"Actually, many times, I hope to die in your hands, so that at least I can stay with you.
Especially now, I hope we can die together."
The blood on Minghao's hands was in his hands.
After that, the bleeding stopped.
He looked at An Qing steadily and said seriously.
"Minghao, stop talking nonsense.
If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have kept her alive for a few more years.
Now the army of ghosts is about to be completed, so don't delay."
Another familiar voice appeared, and An Qing heard it.
It belonged to Minghao's father.
The once kind elder was no longer as kind as before, but walked over quickly with a ferocious look on his face.
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"Father, do you have to use her blood?
The ghosts of my uncle and aunt are obviously basically under our control."
When Minghao heard Ming's father's voice, the gentle expression on his face calmed down.
Father Ming walked over and asked, licking his lips gently. tgt ttrgt: