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    A piece of crimson sand dotted the corner of his eye.

    Shi Wu Luo bowed his head to kiss the vermilion tear, the bright red vermilion tear that he accidentally lit with his own hands... It seems that there has been an omen in the dark, and one day, this person will be blurred because of him, Tears will come to the end of his eyes because of him.

    Not sadness, but joy.

    The night is getting darker.

    Gu Yue climbed over the ridge and hung high in the lonely sky. The stars facing Jiyang Mountain flickered twice, and were covered by the dark clouds that suddenly gathered. The wind from the south was blowing on the earth, and the black miasma mist raged and scattered among the mountains of the group of elephants. In Qingzhou, which is farther away, a group of men and horses arrived in Sucheng.

    Dew rose.

    ……………………

    From far away came the sound of the night watchman beating on the clapper to drive out the wild beast.

    The bonfire outside the carriage seemed to be extinguished, the dark red charcoal flickered with the night wind, and the coolness of Shengen was about to take away the last remaining warmth. The bright candles in the carriage were almost exhausted, and a small bean-sized fire floated on the residual wax of the bronze cup.

    The bedding was changed.

    Under the hood, the two cuddled together. The figure of the young man is just right hidden in the arms of the adult man, enough for one person to protect another person, and enough for one person to warm another person.

    Qiu Bodeng closed his eyes tiredly, as if falling asleep.

    Shi Wuluo looked down at the thin red on his cheeks that had not faded for a long time. For a moment, he gently held his wrist and touched his pulse without leaving any traces... In this world, only Shi Wuluo knows Qiu Bodeng best. What is the situation in the end - just like the god of Zhucheng.

    Shenzhao is a thousand-year-old splendor.

    He used countless thousands of years to draw his sword in an instant.

    Every eruption pushed him one step closer to the brink of collapse.

    But he was so stubborn in suspending the ritual of changing his life.

    Not only was it discontinued, it was rejected outright.

    Shi Wuluo has always known that Qiu Bodeng hides a phantom in his heart. He used that virtual world to seal those karma and the past. But after meeting the Moon Mother, the illusory world came to the brink of being broken... But he was too good at disguising and covering himself up, and it was not until the night of the lotus pond that there was a trace of strangeness.

    It was an unconscious cry for help.

    Shi Wuluo closed his eyes gently.

    ...to get to Chaocheng.

    Go there and get back something that belongs to him.

    The candle in the corner flickered and burned out completely, and the carriage suddenly darkened. Shi Wu Luo wanted to get up and change the candle, but was dragged down by Qiu Bo Deng.

    "Just let it burn."

    Qiu Bo Deng is a bit nasal, lazy and authentic.

    "it is good."

    Qiu Bodeng was only in a drowsy state at first, half asleep and half awake. At this moment, he suddenly remembered something and opened his eyes again.

    He turned sideways and reached out and groped on Shi Wuluo's back. Soon, on a little side of the shoulder blade, he found the scar that once pierced through the heart... At a certain moment in the past, this person who came for him more than ten million, almost did not know when, quietly dead.

    The wizard Luo pulled Qiu Bodeng's hand, pulled up and slid down the quilt, covering his shoulders that were exposed because of his movements.

    "Don't be injured anymore."

    The arm of Qiu Boofan was surrounded by his thin waist under the quilt and looked up at him in the dimness.

    Shi Wu Luo didn't speak, and kissed him down, grinding the last little weight on his lips, but even without rouge, his lips were particularly magnificent.

    "Don't be injured anymore."

    The revenge light is repeated again, and the voice is hoarse

    "it is good."

    "Don't let me stay alone."

    "it is good."

    The revenge light shrank down a little down, and the arm of Shi Wu Luo slowly rushed up, but he had to listen to breathing at hand, and confirmed that the person who accompanied him was not there.

    When he is alone, he wants to read the drums with joy. If you imagine that people in the world are lively and lively, from time to time, you have to make a little movement and sing to himself. Fear ... the root of deep and fixed.

    Afraid of being alone.

    Afraid of drowning in dead silence and loneliness, no one heard for help.

    "Don't be afraid."

    Someone holds him.

    "I won't go."

    The revenge lamp laughed silently.

    The night -time people whispered a whispering conversation.

    They are not in the unmanned lotus pond, but in the wasteland team of a small carriage and a small family. During the day is a young partner who eloped out, and he should lingering together at night.

    Love to love.

    To save each other.

    Chapter 90

    "Tap light -! !!!" Lu Jing touched a carp, jumped up from the lounge chair, and jumped with two panda eyes with a blue and purple panda. "Monk, you are going to die? What should I do if my face is broken? "What should I do?"

    Boyu monk's bitter heart: "Lu Shizhu, this bruise is not turned on, your romantic face can be opened for another seven or eight days of dye workshop."

    Lu Jingru stared at the hot towel in his hand, and took three or two steps back.

    "There is a problem with the trail ..."

    The half -schochrilar squatted at the cluster of the garden stone table, raising his hands weakly.

    "Lord Lu Shi, what is the thing you lost?"

    "Uh ..." Lu Jing's gaze was fluttering, "A small one, ah, a test product."

    The half -scholar "哐" sounded on the stone table: "Lu Shizhu, your experiment can be special enough!"

    Lu Jing scratched his head awkwardly and didn't dare to speak.

    Right now, when they are deeper, the cats are in a garden in a rotten city. The eldest son of Lu Yang Road "has great achievements" -the day, the three were rushed by Lu Jingchuan, Lu Shenchuan, Lu Shenchuan.A few people were about to get rid of Lu Sanzi.As a result ... Lu Xiu's "clever movement" was re -applied in the middle -the set of Tianxuezhou to deal with the Bintu monk was taken out again.

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