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Chapter 705 : There's no way to save her

Fourteen closed his eyes, endured the grief in his heart, took a deep breath and said:

"Don't you have any feeling about who she is? Can't you see for yourself whether she is your Qingfu?"

"Princess, princess, didn't you say Qingfu can still be saved? Don't you have a way to save her? Please hurry up and save Afu."

Dou An looked at Qiqi sitting on the ground, squatted down, and begged sadly, his handsome face a little distorted.

"There's nothing I can do, there's nothing I can do. She's dead, she's really dead, even Golden Snake Ruyi can't save her, there's nothing I can do, there's nothing I can do, woo woo woo..." [

Qiqi held her head and cried in grief, feeling extremely sad.

Dongfang Ce gritted his teeth, his face turned pale, he stood up staggeringly, and walked towards the bed step by step. Every step he took felt as uncomfortable as stepping on the tip of a knife. It was only a few steps away, but it seemed like there was a distance.

The water is as vast as the mountains are as far away.

He reached out his hand tremblingly and carefully touched Qingfu's cold cheek. This charming and charming face was the deepest concern in his heart. This cold and leisurely woman illuminated him with her only warmth.

The heart of this person who is equally cold and cool.

Her sweet smile in the morning light was graceful and moving. Her sweet words, "General, I have nothing to give you, only this." That gentle kiss has always been imprinted in his heart and hidden in his mind.

inside.

At the lantern banquet, she came to the rescue without hesitation. At the birthday banquet, she attended the appointment on time and calmly. So many beautiful, sweet and beautiful memories were shattered in the blink of an eye, and were broken all over the floor.

Dongfang Ce looked at the wound on Qingfu's back with some disbelief, and that shocking arrow. Recalling the scene last night, his heart felt as painful as a knife.

This arrow was given to her by herself. It turned out that the murderer who forced her into despair was actually herself. What was he doing? What exactly was he doing? He actually killed the woman he loved with his own hands.

No wonder he felt an inexplicable uneasiness and panic after shooting that arrow last night. He felt as if something important had been pulled out of his body. The blood on the bank of the river, the eye-catching red on the river, everything
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