"Girl," Duanfeng grabbed the little girl's hand and said softly, "Forgive me." ”

He plunged into the memories of Clear Lake.

Counting from Tujia Village, Qinghu's memories in the Fire Jade World are less than forty days in total.

Duanfeng quickly flipped over frame by frame, and for the first time, he knew that the little girl on the bank of the Fuwa River was so badly injured, but she never complained.

She recognized her garment at a glance and solemnly put it away.

When we met again on the official road, the little girl was already thinking about not wanting to become a hurried wave in his life.

Duanfeng's heart was pinched up little by little, it turned out that the little girl had already put him in her heart, and she prayed for entanglements like herself, suffering from gains and losses.

These memories are too beautiful and precious, and they are treasured by the little girl.

Duanfeng couldn't bear to peep anymore, and he quickly jumped to the end.

Then he saw Guangzhang's face and heard what he said.

"When I saw your face, I knew you were a doll made by that person."

"You don't have a heart."

"You don't have a soul either."

"You can't resist him, close relatives him. It's just that little thought. ”

"You know for yourself, it's the same for me."

"If I want you right now, you say..."

"You say, will you give it to me?"

"I'll come back to you, wait for me."

Shameless!!!

Shameless!!

The wind roars up to the sky, the water of the heavenly river rolls up the monstrous waves, and the river waves rise up to the sky and suddenly become cumulonim clouds, covering the sky and the sun.

The gods were furious, the heavens and the earth were pale, and the fire jade world fell into a vast darkness.

In the darkness, the rain poured down like a leak. The world of the human race was a sea of mud, and the spiritual creatures in the world were washed away by the rain that was wrapped in the wrath of the gods, and they forcibly damaged their thousand-year-old cultivation.

Duanfeng hugged his little girl tightly regardless of it, and pressed Qinghu's face to his chest, feeling heartache and remorse and self-blame.

His little girl was greatly wronged and tortured, and not only did he not protect her and comfort her, but he actually hurt her.

"Help me, Lord Guard... Help me... Guardian Lord..."

The little girl was on the verge of collapse and asked him for help, but she was so jealous that she turned a blind eye, and only saw herself in her heart, and only saw the pain and panic that she was about to lose her.

He was blinded by the instantaneous explosion of emotions, and only cared about catharsis, not noticing how much the little girl needed him and how much she expected him.

He responds with suspicion and suspicion, and burns with anger.

Why didn't you kill the man the moment you saw him?

Why wait for the little girl's reaction?

She only has herself in her heart, believe in her, make sure she must not be willing, just clean up that person for her!

Why is there only anger in the heart, but not trust and pity...

The little girl was so sad and disappointed that she was so disheartened.

Her body was also extremely cold, and no matter how warm the wind was, it didn't work.

The wound on her shoulder was bleeding all the time, and no matter how much the wind repaired, it couldn't stop.

Duanfeng felt that the little girl's vitality was slowly draining, and she had no intention of stopping it, and refused Duanfeng's rescue.

Even the gods can't do anything.

Duanfeng gently put Qinghu back on the gourd bed, tucked the quilt, he couldn't bear to look at the little girl's pale face, turned his face away, and said slowly: "You may hate me,"

The god's heart throbbed, and the tears that had been choked for a long time dripped down.

"But I am pleased with you, and I only care about you alone.

I don't know what to do before you can forgive me.

But I know that if you don't want to see that person again, I'll kill him.

Go now. ”

Although it is above the Tianhe, Duanfeng still sets up a barrier on the gourd bed.

He had another place to go, about the little girl, maybe the man would know something.