"Boom" is another thunderbolt.

Huaxin watched the thunder and fire of the flood through his body, slashing straight at Qing Chu's body, and Qing Chu had not yet called out "mother", so he lay in her arms and couldn't move.

Blood, blood everywhere......

"First Child"

Huaxin screamed, patted the closed door in front of him, looked around for the ruthless and cold figure, and muttered in his mouth, "Shuyi, Shuyi, why don't you come out, why don't you save Chu'er, why don't you save Chu'er......"

"Draw your heart, still don't you want to give up?" a familiar and unfamiliar voice came from the void.

Familiar, because of the timbre, exactly the same as her.

Strange, because of the tone, which is completely different from her.

The painting heart hugged Xiao Qingchu, who had no movement in his arms, and did not look up.

Or rather, don't dare to look up.

She has an instinctive fear of Qingxuan.

It's as if they are not related in the past life and this life, and she is just a part of Qing Xuan's body that escapes, and she will be caught back by Qing Xuan at any time.

"Don't you want to cry when you see the coffin?" The indifferent voice remembered again, Qing Xuan was like a piece of ice, and the whole person, whether it was momentum or voice, did not have a trace of warmth.

"Your man doesn't want you anymore, your son will be killed by you, what do you want those emotions and six desires for?pain?self-abuse?heh~ Why don't I remember that I still have this preference, sure enough, the things created by Chi Ming are the same as him, not normal. ”

Xu is because of the struggle with Huaxin these days, Qingxuan has lost patience, so her words are not as elegant and reserved as they were at the beginning, but with a ridicule that does not match her temperament.

Indeed, she couldn't help but be in a hurry, she didn't expect that there was still the Yuan Spirit of Zhou Linghan in the body of the painting heart, and Zhou Linghan also wanted to take away the heart of the painting, and the two souls competed for many days, but it was cheaper to paint the heart.

It's rare that Shuyi broke her heart today, it can be said that the opportunity cannot be lost, Qingxuan forcibly sealed Zhou Linghan, and gave the painting heart a nightmare, which hurt her vitality, if she didn't suppress the painting heart in one fell swoop, I am afraid that in the short term, there will be no way to take her.

"You cry, you scream, see if he will come out, see if he will save your son!"

She didn't know that she was dreaming, she didn't want to hear it, but Qing Xuan's voice was pervasive.

The closed door never opened, and her hand slid weakly down the pitch-black door, clutching her palm, and the wounds all over her body collapsed again because of her excessive force, and blood flowed.

But this is not as painful as Qing Chu's cold body, Shuyi's indifferent and ruthless face kept coming to mind, and finally fixed on his decisive back after he turned around.

Such a familiar face.

She was thinking of Junyi.

She couldn't tell the difference anymore, she only knew that he didn't want her anymore, really didn't want it......

It was obviously the ending he hoped for and premeditated, but when he really let go, his heart and lungs were still festering into mud, and the breath he breathed out in pain also gave birth to thorns, and his five organs were covered with thorns and flesh and blood.

A mouthful of fishy sweetness rose in his throat and spit it out without warning.

My eyes also began to darken.

In a drowsy state, she saw a woman in green clothes walking slowly towards her from the void, the woman's posture was peerless, her heart was kind, and her compassionate expression was like a bodhisattva who saved suffering.

But she knew that Qing Xuan was willing to save the common people, but not her.

She's going to eat her!

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