No one is born to die, nor is there a natural killer, and life is never in their own hands. It seems that the whole world is just a chessboard, and they are the chess pieces on the chessboard that are not worth mentioning. They are clearly distinguished in black and white, and each performs their own duties. Whether this company is what they want or not, they can only bear it.

"Have you ever been happy with someone?" Xi Jing was covered in light pink silk, with pearl tassels swaying on her temples, and a girlish look on her face. When others saw it, they didn't know that this would be the blood-crying guardian who killed people but did not see blood, or the most decisive national master of Chi Yun.

He just knew his eyes well and never answered.

But when he was under the desk, he clenched his hands into fists. For some reason, he always felt a dull pain in his heart when Xijing mentioned Mo Ran happily. He didn't know how to eliminate the pain. He just listened coldly on the side.

The rain sounded drizzling outside the window, just like the first time he encountered the West Mirror. It seemed as if the rain was deliberately rolling down for their encounter.

"Then of course you don't know what it would be like to be happy people." Xi Jing said, drinking the tea that had just been brewed, but the smile at the corner of her mouth never disappeared. It seemed that the air in this half was extremely sweet. Xi Jing's smile had not changed since today.

"He left me for dinner today, but you don't understand. How difficult it is for Mo Ran to keep me for a meal. His eyebrows and eyes are mostly gentle." Xi Jing murmured, as if he was looking at him, but in fact he looked at another person through him. Chi Yunqi just felt that he had a feather in his heart and gently supported him, which was extremely uncomfortable but indescribable.

It was just a meal. He had already heard from Sandalwood and the others. He kept her for meals this time just to let Xijing go to the Seju Tribe. There were just a group of old foxes who lived long and lived long, and there were a lot more things in his stomach. It can also be said that this Seju Tribe is considered a place for a lifetime of death. People who pursue immortality in the world are like crucian carp in the river, and there are even more people who have passed by the Seju Tribe. However, how many people can finally live to the Temple of Seju Temple.

Although Xi Jing has a powerful magic technique, it cannot be eliminated in this way. There are different tasks every day, and there are never even time to practice meditation and seriously. If you just waste your magic technique but cannot be supplemented, it is not a method of two-dimensionality. Or, suddenly Chi Yunqi thought of a possibility that seems to be impossible, no, no, how could a person like Xi Jing want to die?

How could it be?

How could Xijing, who had been enjoying the joy of being ink, want to die? How could the only sunshine that had caught him from the abyss of despair, be willing to leave this bizarre world? Is this way?

It must be because of the tea that made him so confused that he was so confused.

Xijing's eyes were a little confused.

There are too many people in the world, and she only thinks of Mo Ran. She has deceived everyone, but she can only deceive her heart. As she said so many times, Mo Ran knew what she thought about, but she should be damned and understood that Mo Ran would definitely not please her.

She might have thought that this was just a dream, a beautiful dream with a little peachy color. When she woke up, everything looked like a lake, a handsome boy, kind parents, and a noisy tribe. But all this was so tragic and real that it was torn apart in front of her. Even if she disguised it, everything happened in real life.

But she is no longer the West Mirror she used to be. She has given her heart to be delivered and will never have a day to take it back. She can only recite Mo Ran's little bit of good to her in the dark night. That's enough. Why bother?

"You should pay attention to your body." It's rare that Chi Yunqi opened his mouth and said such a long sentence as a comforting word. Although it was not long, it was the greatest concern for Chi Yunqi, who had experienced so many and was not good at speaking at a young age.

"Of course." Xi Jing said, with a smile on her lips. Then she got up from several places in the case and walked around Chi Yunqi and stroked his hair very well. The boy's hair was gentle and smooth, and the touch was very good. Xi Jing smiled lightly, and said to Chi Yunqi with a look of the beginning of my family's growth: "The boy has grown up, and finally knows how to care about his sister." As he said that, he stroked his hair again.

Chi Yunqi repeated the word "sister" coldly in his heart, is it just an older sister? Chi Yunqi felt that everything would be long.

Yes, the future is long, but he didn't know that this future would become the end of the world.

People always don’t know how to cherish them. Chi Yunqi coaxed Jing'er, who always sticks to him, to the soft-slapped boy, and fell asleep. Then he went to several places to continue to approve memorials. Looking at the ink-colored jade pendants placed in several places, the sneer on the corner of his mouth became deeper. But although he was bloodthirsty, he had never taken action and never wanted to do anything to the jade pendant.

The ink-colored jade pendant is the symbol of the Supreme Lord of Crying Blood. Although the current crying Blood is under Chi Yue's leadership, he understood even more that it was just a watchdog, and the only one who could make the decision was Mo Ran.

After all, although they come into contact with, they are all the things that are the least painful to cry, and the ones that are truly useful are all in Mo Ran's hands and have never changed.

Even the ascended person cannot pay attention to this human affairs, so even Chi Yue has ascended parents, it is useless. The distant water has never saved the near fire, let alone the water so far away.

Therefore, there was still blood crying behind Mo Ran. The power should not be underestimated. However, Chi Yunqi's heart was cold, and the world had weaknesses. He Chi Yunqi had, but Mo Ran still had. Moreover, Mo Ran didn't know the news and residence of Xi Jing. Although his demon body could go up to Qiongbi and fall into the underworld, he could never get close to the pagoda with the only clue.

He thought that he had only had him and Sandalwood. A long time later, not long ago, he realized that there was another person alive. Although the man was Xijing's personal maid, Xijing did not hurt her in the end. However, this man secretly followed Sandalwood to the palace, knew where the three souls of Xijing were, and then he clung to the person in the pagoda.

If it weren't for this, he should have known about this earlier, but the pagoda was too mysterious, so he was helpless. If it weren't for the chance of Long Wei, he wouldn't have known that there was such a fish that had escaped the net.

Chi Yunqi's eyes, which were originally blood-red, became a little crazy, but with a rare gentle expression on his face, it looked extremely strange, but it was extremely compatible.

Although Xijing is the one who can be let go, he cannot. Although it is just a small clue, he doesn't want Mo Ran to know. If a person who has become a demon approaches the pagoda, life is worse than death, but he is still afraid that these wonderful times he stolen will eventually disappear. So even this only clue is going to be extinguished. He is willing to be covered in blood and will have to exchange for her peace for a lifetime.

Although this peace brings my own selfishness.

"Your Majesty, it's like a concubine outside." Ji Yu wanted to say something when he saw his master's uncertain appearance, but he looked at the princess who was sleeping on the soft and stable face and finally spoke.

He understands the master's thoughts, but it does not mean that these other people understand. In today's days, you still have to keep a low profile. After all, if there is no such shield sign like the imperial concubine in this palace, the little princess will be shot through by the hidden arrows everywhere.

The master has been enduring it for so long, but he can't change his hexagram when he gets here.

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Which one do you like for a little puppy or a little wolf dog?

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