Chi kiss mirror
Chapter 640 She refuses to accept!
Chapter 640 She refuses to accept!
"Zhiyu, don't go away! Zhiyu..." Jiayue was in a sea of blood-red flowers, at a loss, looking around in hesitation.She was looking for her husband everywhere, and she made an agreement with him that she would have a white head for the rest of her life, and if she couldn't become a mandarin duck, she would reunite in the underworld.
Along the Santu River, the boundary between life and death.
Between the boundary between yin and yang, I saw this brilliant, blooming Bana flower.
The bright red is like the blood in life, watering the underground flowers so beautifully.
So glaring, so cruel. . . . . .The flowers bloomed to Mi Tu, but ended her husband and wife fate with Miao Zhiyu at the most splendid moment.
She is not satisfied, she is not reconciled.There are so many promised happiness, which instantly vanished.
Whose destiny is this?Taking away the most precious things from her hands again and again.Kill the most cherished person on the tip of her heart.
She refuses to accept, she refuses to accept!She will not submit to it again and again, surrendering to this kind of ending that should not be at all, and is too absurd. . . . . .She refuses to accept it!
"Zhiyu!! Zhiyu!! Where are you! Zhiyu, husband! I will find you, I will find you back!! No one can separate us! This is God's will, I don't accept it!!!!"
Jiayue screamed hoarsely and frantically in this sea of bright red flowers, and a raging wind suddenly rose around her, sweeping across the fiery red flowers on the other side.
Strands of petals swept across like strands of silk, obscuring Jiayue's vision.
His eyes were bloodshot, and they were all the dazzling red color.Anger and hatred that had been suppressed for a long time gushed out of her chest.It can no longer be restrained, it can no longer be suppressed.
Miao Zhiyu is dead, and no one in this world is her shelter anymore.No one can use warmth to resolve her full of sorrow.
Hostility, walking around her.In every drop of blood, there is a clamor for revenge.
Her fire lamp was extinguished, and her marriage ended.
Her heart was torn into pieces, and the person she wanted to live and support for the rest of her life was once again taken away from her side by this turbulent, ruthless river of forgetfulness.
Her hair danced with the bright red petals in the gust of wind, and her lips were so red that they were about to bleed.
The pupils were blurred by chaos, leaving only anger.
The murderous look forced her to stretch out her sharp claws.Tusks and scales are her armor of vengeance.
She wants to take back everything she has.Her most precious jade, her husband, is her life and everything to her. . . . . .
Jiayue showed her demonic form, and she stepped on the flower of the underworld that was nourished by blood and tears and bloomed with her bare feet.
Grind the flowers into flower paste.The evil spirit around her uprooted the sea of flowers, causing the flowers that had sucked her husband to break into pieces and float in the void.
The ghost messenger by the Naihe bridge has long noticed the strangeness by Wangchuan.His complexion changed drastically, seeing the rising and falling murderous aura soaring into the sky, and the hostile aura approaching, he unknowingly evacuated the dead souls who lined up on the bridge to drink Mengpo soup, and stepped forward to have a look.
"Bold and monstrous, who are you? How dare you come to this Lord of the Underworld to show off your might?!" Before the ghost messenger could make a move, he was already bound by the turbulent flow of flowers and flowers from the other side, as if his body was bound, firmly Pinned there, can't get any closer.
"Where's my husband Miao Zhiyu? I'll bring him back to Yang, you give him back to me!!"
Jiayue stared wide-eyed and asked sharply, stretched out her hand, and pinched Wuchanggui's neck tightly with her sharp claws, trying to pull out their tongues.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The tormented ghost guard was in great pain, and his face instantly changed from pale to gray.
"Let go, let go, Daxian, spare your life, spare your life!" A clever ghost hurriedly begged for mercy, and even took out a book of life and death from his pocket, saying that he could help Jiayue look it up.
Looking at the book, Jiayue changed her mind from embarrassment to anger, and spared these impermanent ghosts first.
Well, the first update today.
(End of this chapter)
"Zhiyu, don't go away! Zhiyu..." Jiayue was in a sea of blood-red flowers, at a loss, looking around in hesitation.She was looking for her husband everywhere, and she made an agreement with him that she would have a white head for the rest of her life, and if she couldn't become a mandarin duck, she would reunite in the underworld.
Along the Santu River, the boundary between life and death.
Between the boundary between yin and yang, I saw this brilliant, blooming Bana flower.
The bright red is like the blood in life, watering the underground flowers so beautifully.
So glaring, so cruel. . . . . .The flowers bloomed to Mi Tu, but ended her husband and wife fate with Miao Zhiyu at the most splendid moment.
She is not satisfied, she is not reconciled.There are so many promised happiness, which instantly vanished.
Whose destiny is this?Taking away the most precious things from her hands again and again.Kill the most cherished person on the tip of her heart.
She refuses to accept, she refuses to accept!She will not submit to it again and again, surrendering to this kind of ending that should not be at all, and is too absurd. . . . . .She refuses to accept it!
"Zhiyu!! Zhiyu!! Where are you! Zhiyu, husband! I will find you, I will find you back!! No one can separate us! This is God's will, I don't accept it!!!!"
Jiayue screamed hoarsely and frantically in this sea of bright red flowers, and a raging wind suddenly rose around her, sweeping across the fiery red flowers on the other side.
Strands of petals swept across like strands of silk, obscuring Jiayue's vision.
His eyes were bloodshot, and they were all the dazzling red color.Anger and hatred that had been suppressed for a long time gushed out of her chest.It can no longer be restrained, it can no longer be suppressed.
Miao Zhiyu is dead, and no one in this world is her shelter anymore.No one can use warmth to resolve her full of sorrow.
Hostility, walking around her.In every drop of blood, there is a clamor for revenge.
Her fire lamp was extinguished, and her marriage ended.
Her heart was torn into pieces, and the person she wanted to live and support for the rest of her life was once again taken away from her side by this turbulent, ruthless river of forgetfulness.
Her hair danced with the bright red petals in the gust of wind, and her lips were so red that they were about to bleed.
The pupils were blurred by chaos, leaving only anger.
The murderous look forced her to stretch out her sharp claws.Tusks and scales are her armor of vengeance.
She wants to take back everything she has.Her most precious jade, her husband, is her life and everything to her. . . . . .
Jiayue showed her demonic form, and she stepped on the flower of the underworld that was nourished by blood and tears and bloomed with her bare feet.
Grind the flowers into flower paste.The evil spirit around her uprooted the sea of flowers, causing the flowers that had sucked her husband to break into pieces and float in the void.
The ghost messenger by the Naihe bridge has long noticed the strangeness by Wangchuan.His complexion changed drastically, seeing the rising and falling murderous aura soaring into the sky, and the hostile aura approaching, he unknowingly evacuated the dead souls who lined up on the bridge to drink Mengpo soup, and stepped forward to have a look.
"Bold and monstrous, who are you? How dare you come to this Lord of the Underworld to show off your might?!" Before the ghost messenger could make a move, he was already bound by the turbulent flow of flowers and flowers from the other side, as if his body was bound, firmly Pinned there, can't get any closer.
"Where's my husband Miao Zhiyu? I'll bring him back to Yang, you give him back to me!!"
Jiayue stared wide-eyed and asked sharply, stretched out her hand, and pinched Wuchanggui's neck tightly with her sharp claws, trying to pull out their tongues.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The tormented ghost guard was in great pain, and his face instantly changed from pale to gray.
"Let go, let go, Daxian, spare your life, spare your life!" A clever ghost hurriedly begged for mercy, and even took out a book of life and death from his pocket, saying that he could help Jiayue look it up.
Looking at the book, Jiayue changed her mind from embarrassment to anger, and spared these impermanent ghosts first.
Well, the first update today.
(End of this chapter)
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