Chapter 83

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The demons left the ruins and returned to the demon world.

Green anemone follows Wu Dai, just walked a few steps, behind him, sneer breeze heavy cough: "Hello!"

Wudai turned to stare at him. Qingkui stopped and mocked the wind. For a while, he couldn't find any words. Green anemone waited for a while and asked, "what do you do?"

"You have nothing to say to me?" No, aren't you very moved when the reckless man volunteered? Why is my attitude so cold?!

Qingkui turned red and said, "I When I get back, I'll send you the pills. "

"That's about it." As soon as the wind blows, the scornful wind cools down and feels deficient, he has to go all out to get back to the original and say, "who knows if your words count? I'll take it with you! "

...

Demon clan, luoweidong.

A dozen maids knelt in a row. The devil Zun Yan Fang is dressed in a black robe, which is embroidered with golden thread. The huge red gem is inlaid on the exquisite weave, gorgeous and cold. On his hand, he wore a bone ring polished by immortal bone. His eyes swept through the dusty vegetation, and finally he stared at the cobweb in the corner. His eyes were gradually cold.

Finally, he stood in front of the old couplets and asked, "what happened?" His voice, too, was as cold as a bloody blade.

The maids trembled, unable to say a word.

In the inner hall, the voice of snow fell in love was soft and tender, with an indescribable charm: "I ordered them to go down, why should the demon master blame them?"

The murderous spirit in the eyes of the demon Zun Yan Fang gradually dissipated. He went into the inner hall and asked, "what's the intention of such arrangement?"

In the inner hall, snow is sitting at the bottom of the wood lotus. The paper in front of her is spread out and she is painting. Smell speech, her pen does not stop, slowly sketch out a colorful scene: "venerable for a long time, I am about out of favor. A woman confined to the cold palace, of course, should slowly adapt to the depression

When she spoke, she did not look up. She always had a wolf in her hand. Flowers blossomed under her fingers. Yan Fang walks slowly to her and holds her hand. Her fingertip is so red that he holds it in his hand and feels that his heart will burn with it.

"But if you don't come in a few days, you'll be full of complaints." He leaned over and smelled a light fragrance.

Snow poured out her heart and drew back her hand, saying, "when will you come, I will not have any complaints. But... If Yan Fang doesn't come for a few days, I I will miss you day by day. "

Yan Fang is slightly Zheng. He sighs for a long time and says, "I have wronged you for so many years."

Snow caresses the paper on the table and says, "why do you say that? Look at this paper. It imprisons flowers, but it also protects them from dying. " She slowly handed the pen to Yan Fang, "I'm willing to bloom for Yan Fang in the pen."

Yan Fang takes over Langhao, lightly points the cinnabar in the inkstone, and carefully continues to draw. He painted so carefully as if he was carving a rare treasure.

——So he let mockery wind go to repair the words of returning to the ruins, and he could not say anything. To repair the ruins, mockery is indeed the most suitable person. But this is his favorite woman, because she used to be a celestial fairy, she was criticized and guarded by the whole demon family. He can only trap her in this tiny hole, and she can only call her sick.

She never complained for so many years.

Even if the taunt wind from the hall of a prince, all the way to be demoted as scouts, moved to the scouting camp. From the beginning to the end, she just shook her head and exclaimed that he was not angry.

How can such a woman deprive herself of her only son?

The cinnabar on Yan Fang's pen is in full bloom on paper. All of a sudden, the hand he held the pen was warm, but the snow fell over his hand.

The wind caresses the lotus and brings a faint fragrance. "Snow pour heart said:" your mind, not painting

She knew him all the time. Yan Fang's heart ached faintly. Snow poured out his heart and asked with a smile, "you have something to say, but you can't bear to say it to me. It is... Have the demons decided to let mockery go to repair the seal of the ruins? "

Yan Fang's eyes are warm, and he can fight unyielding in the face of the Protoss. For the first time, he didn't know how to open his mouth.

Snow fell in love with the corner of her mouth smiling, but with tears in her eyes. "I knew it would happen," she said

Yan Fang finally said, "I'm falling in love with you."

Snow fell in love and said, "yes, I am. I have only such a son, from small to large, the demon family has never trusted him. Now, he has to sacrifice himself to solve the crisis of the four realms. "

Yan Fang's body trembled as if it were suffering.

Snow fell in love with himself and slowly embraced him, and put his forehead on his shoulder: "but I also know that Yan Fang will not lose me. He would not have made such a decision if it had not been a last resort. "

Yan Fang lowers her head, and her lips touch her cold hands. Water drops drop down her cheeks, salty and bitter.

Snow fell in love and didn't go to see it, just thumbs up slightly and wipes away the tears on his face: "taunting wind is the son of zunshang, he should share his father's worries." Her tears, drop by drop, fell on Yan Fang's back neck. "As a mother, although I feel heartache, I also know that at this moment, his father must be as heartbroken as I am."

Yan Fang buried her face in her hands, and her body trembled slightly.

Turbid Heart Island, like the wind bandits, will be green anemone's pills mercilessly raided a pass.

Until the green anemone such good disposition all some cannot help. She said, "these are for XiangLiu high priest. You can't use them at all."

"You don't need to use this seat. How do you know?"

The green anemone whispered, "these..." She blushed, and her voice grew fainter

"That's not really necessary!" Mocking wind quickly took out all these pills, put them aside, and then put in some other things.

Green sunflower has no choice but to let him search.

Ridicule wind will pack all these pills, and then said: "don't worry about it. Tomorrow, if you can't come back, you can go to the Scout camp and get it back. "

All the prejudices green anemone had towards him were suppressed at this moment. For the first time she looked so seriously at the man in front of her. In the eyes of mocking wind, there is no hanging and fooling in the past. In the eyes of lilac, there are layers of gentleness.

Green anemone looked away in panic, but this one eye, even the heart beat faster.

Taunting wind, carrying the medicine bag, said: "I'm gone."

Green anemone hum, but the voice is also weak, as if two people what happened. She realized it, so she blushed and her cheeks were like two clouds of fire.

Taunting wind came to the door and turned back to say: "you see, I haven't really been close to a girl since I lived here. Or you can be kind and let this seat... "

... Shameless! Green anemone a cavity flustered all turned to anger, snapped, closed the door.

Mocking wind touched the nose that was almost knocked flat by the door, and said for a long time: "it's really a blood loss not to let it kiss!"

Green anemone's back against the door, until he went far, came to the window. Ten miles of smoke outside the window, mocking the wind and carrying the medicine bag to the lake, waiting for the boat to pick up. Green anemone stood in front of the window, until he boarded the boat, and finally no smoke.