Raising a Fox Consort: The Cold Demonic Wang’s Sweet Love

The man spoke, and in his tone, he did not believe and grieve.

The coming man was picked up by the man. Seeing the sadness and disbelief on the man's face, the first person was shocked. The next moment, the man in front of him was filled with infinite sympathy.

After all, the most painful thing in the world is to live with the ones you love the most.

When I think of it, the first thing I have in my heart is sighing. The next moment, I will repeat what I have just reported.

"Returning to the prince, the person who was under the bottom of the scene, at the seaside, found someone who was almost dressed with a small wine girl..."

As the coming of the man came out, he saw the red man in front of him, and the tiger body was shocked first.

The pale, thin face was full of grief and unbelievable.

"No, no, no, impossible! Absolutely impossible! Little wine, you will never leave this king! Absolutely not!"

The man spoke, snoring in disbelief, his face was full of sorrow and despair.

After the man said this, the next moment, like what he thought of, the toes were ashamed and his body shape flashed.

For a time, I saw the man in red, the whole person, like the ghost in the night, rushing out like a lightning bolt toward the outside of the palace...

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"Returning to the wind, I have just checked it. In recent days, because of several storms, a ship sank, and many people on the ship were killed. Some, the body can not be found, some The corpse was pushed to the shore by the waves. However, because of these corpses, it took a long time to soak in the sea. In addition to the costumes, it was long overdue..."

With the report of the coming people, the wind has no trace on the face, it is a dignified.

"Well, I know, go on..."

"Yes, that little is going on..."

When I heard the wind without traces, the people immediately pushed down.

Looking at the coming down, the wind is just a sigh of relief.

The next moment, I only felt a blast of wind coming from behind.

Feeling here, the wind does not seem to know what it is, can not help but slowly turn to look.

I saw a red figure, I don’t know when to stand behind him.

The man's look is grieving, and the more pale and pale face, the desperate pain that can't be concealed.

The man, just standing there quietly, the grief-stricken eyes, is falling tightly on the ground, and the body that is being covered by the mat does not move.

It seems that I am afraid of something.

Seeing this in the wind, the eyebrows couldn’t help but squat, and the sigh of relief was helpless.

For the grief and fear of the man in front of him, he didn’t know! ?

He knows that this man is afraid.

If it is, when the mat is opened and the body lying on the mat is exactly what it is, the desperate, not the ordinary people can afford to live...

Thinking of this, the wind is not traced, but I can't help but sigh deeply, my lips are slightly open, and I can't help but sigh.

"They said that in the past few days, a ship sank because of the storm, and everyone on the ship was killed. This corpse was just rushed from the sea, because the body was soaked in the sea for a long time. The body has long rotted. Except for the clothes on the body, it has long since been completely different. However, I have just checked that the dress and figure of this woman are the same as those of the small wine, so..."

At the end of the day, the wind can no longer say no more.

Because, he knows that his own words are too cruel.

If you change yourself, the woman you love the most is dead, and it is still so miserable.

Not only that, but also their children...

It can be described as a corpse and two lives...

When I think of it, the wind can't help but sigh deeply.

Looking at the cold eyes of the night, it is full of helplessness and sympathy.

Just in the heart of the wind, I couldn’t help but sigh. I saw the man standing in front of him. When he heard this, the tiger’s body was shocked first, and then he walked a few steps behind him. Be soft to the ground.

The wind did not see this, the heart was shocked, his face changed, and immediately rushed over, and his arm stretched out, and he held the man who wanted to fall.

"Cold, are you okay!?"

The wind has no open mouth, and the tone of voice can't conceal the worry.

Since the woman left, the man, in search of the trace of the little woman, has been searching for almost no day and night since the 10th, and the time for rest is even less pitiful.

Nowadays, taking advantage of the man’s thinner body shape and the grief-stricken face, the wind is even more worrying.

The man in front of him is so weak now, if he waits, he really sees the appearance of the body underneath, how can he live with it! ?

When I think of it, the wind has no trace of red lips, and immediately said.

"Cold, it's better, let's go back first!?"

The wind has no trace, he can't bear it.

If it is true, the body in front of me is the little girl...

When I think of it, there is no trace of the wind and I can’t bear to think about it anymore.

In the heartless helplessness of the wind, the night is cold and cold, and the night is cold and cold. When I heard the wind without traces, I just shook my head gently.

"No, the king does not go back, the king wants to see, the king absolutely does not believe, the small wine leaves the king like this..."

The night is cold and the face is full of grief and stubbornness.

Because he does not believe.

The woman she loved deeply, standing ten days before her life, ten days ago.

He does not believe, they meet again, it will be separated by heaven!

He absolutely does not believe it!

Thinking of this, the night ink is pushing the wind without a trace, then swaying and swaying, and slowly squatting beside the body.

Looking at the body that was being covered by the mat, the night ink only felt that his heart was hanging high.

The body is even stiffer.

The blood on the body seems to have condensed.

I only feel that a thick fear is concentrating on my heart.

God knows that he is cold in the night, and he has never been afraid of it.

However, now he is afraid.

Because, he is afraid, the body lying in front of him, really will be his most beloved woman...

If so, let him bear this blow! ?

At this moment, how much he wants to escape from everything, hiding far away, in this way, the little woman is still alive in his heart.

However, he is now moving, but he is not moving.

Instead of being hungry, it is better to check thoroughly.

He does not allow himself to escape like this!

Thinking of this, the night ink cold first bite a silver tooth, and then, the arm stretched out, a big hand.

I saw that the mat on the ground was slowly opened by the man...