One knife was worn with a knife, hitting the key, Nan Yueyue's eyes were as indifferent as clear water, and there were no shortage of bamboos.
Yan Qianxue and Qiu Lin were relieved, and their dignified expression stretched slightly.
What the two people said that both of them heard the words without leaking. As long as they stabbed the sword into the heart of the soul soul, they could successfully break the deadlock.
The monthly words were successful, and Xinyue was born involuntarily.
Molice is different from the two. There is no excitement on the face, but instead of being suffering and liberation.
Yuehua soul's figure was slightly strong, his eyes were slightly stared, and bright eyes jumped in bright eyes, the picture jumped, and the glory and happiness during his lifetime did not want to realize himself.
The team she led is excellent. The team members support each other, not afraid of hardships, and work hard to the supreme glory. In the team, the only thing she can't let go is the seemingly frivolous but bold boy.
Unfortunately, the fireworks of the battle were stunned. Only the boys in the entire family had inventory.
When the boy was hanging a line, she helped and accepted the boy carefully. Although she was not older, she was only three or four years older than the boy, but she was very powerful.
Hundred.
At that time, she did not have a lofty status, nor was she worth seeing the glory achievements. There was only the determination of blood and death to die.
The life of licking blood on the tip of the knife gradually made her heart get cold. I do n’t know when it became indifferent and silent. Perhaps it was because of the fighting with life and death.
It is inevitable that you will be lonely.
Until they met this boy, their meetings seemed to be destined, unable to throw away, and could not avoid it.
The boy was not afraid of her cold, nor did he retreat on the cruel battlefield. In order to fight with her side by side, whether it was fighting or trapped, the boy had nothing to do, and he was accompanied by her.
Even though she confessed that when she saw the boy's pitiful, she would help her hands and let the cold words let the boy leave her.
The place where I destroyed was hanging on my mouth, and the heroic and fearlessness during the battle.
This sentence seemed flat, but made her ripples in her heart. For many years, she fought the battlefield for the Protoss, cutting the monsters and demons, and capturing the rivers and mountains. In the end, the glory was crowned. She completed her original dream and became a crowd.
The attention of the general, and the boy successfully transformed from his childhood face to a Junjie.
When the boy was just on the battlefield, she did have a secret help, but after several battles, the boy made a rapid progress and was unusual, and soon completely adapted to the battle.
For a long time, she believes in the boy. During the battle, the enemy will let the boy cope with it. The broken kettle and the waves will make her understand that the boy has become an inseparable part of his life.
Until the end of her life, she couldn't say this emotion ...
Molice quietly watched the pale and beautiful face of Yuehua Soul, and the two people continued to show the bits and pieces of the two people during the long years of war. I also remember that when she was promoted to celebrate the night before, she was drunk.
Zhong said the true feelings in his heart, and deeply shaken the person who became silent.
In the future, I will always be by my side, never give up, until the ground is old ...
Yeah, without discarding, even if he became a dead person, the obsession in the heart of Yuehua Soul made him never close his eyes.
read.
The bondage between each other is deep, surpassing life and death.
The two lines of tears across the cheeks. His eyes were full of tenderness, and he never regretted and regretted it. He only longed for and prayed. "Captain, you brought me out of the abyss of despair.
After all, I still can't control to like you, I can't bear to let go ... I hope to meet in the next life, we are not in this embarrassing identity. "
Yue Hua's body gradually dissipated, and her eyes turned into a clearness. She seemed to hear the words of Muelis's hair from my lungs. She would smile, as if the flowers blooming for a moment, even if it was short, it was strong and gorgeous.
"Thank you ..." A long and long rotating sentence floats in the air, as if telling the past deeds, deeply falling into my heart.
Molice was satisfied with her heart, and her posture was disappeared together with the flowers of the flowers.
The short knife that pierced the Yue Hua soul's body was disintegrated together, and the endless battle finally came to an end.
He raised his chin, his eyes narrowed slightly, his hair was soft and diarrhea, and in the showering light, he was stained with wind and halo, like a fairy.
"Finally ... is it over?" The shiny light and dust dangled in front of Qiu Lin's eyes, making her eyes reflect a kind of compassion, very much.
Yan Qianxue witnessed the scene of the fragrance and jade damage, and washing his face with tears, and his heart was deeply touched. The reason why Murise survived to this day should be because he couldn't let go of this woman who dared to love and dare to speak.
Women actually have love for Molice.
There is Mu Xiqing in the mountains, even if love is not exposed, the hearts of the two will resonate. She can appreciate the emotions of Molice, as if she loves Nan Yueyue's love.
Gao Gao made her unable to start.
She didn't know what the gap established by Nan Yueyue's statement was, but she felt difficult to turn over and closer.
Nan Yueyue's words landed from the air, stinging smoothly, his expression was sinking.
The thorns and tree vines above the stairs are scattered, and the shining door is revealed in the sight of several people.
Looking at this door, Nan Yueyue was full of indifference, and Yan Qianxue looked at Yan Qianxue behind him.
Yan Qianxue stood up and patted the dust on her body.
Seeing Yan Qianxue is not a big deal, Nan Yueyue's footsteps took the footsteps, and the scabbard came with light.
Before he arrived in the stairs, there was a severe pain in his body, which made him pace, and his feet almost fell to the ground.
Yan Qianxue stared at the weakness of Nan Yueyue's words, and stepped forward to support him, twisted his heart, and said intimately: "Speaking, are you okay?"
Nan Ji Yueyue was heartbroken and heartache, his eyes were sad, "It's okay."
After that, he stared at him, and he continued to move forward. However, as soon as his feet fell, his body seemed to be scattered and stingy. He lost his strength to support the support.