After being poisoned by her lover

Chapter 200 Liu Xixia

Curious, the vine popped out of the window quietly, and met a wooden face. The expression on that face was indifferent, and the skin was flawless, almost the same as a real person...

However, he is not real.

Most of the time, he can't be seen in the Scarlet Castle, and only frequently appears in the major councils where living creatures are forbidden to participate.

A deacon with bare hands, but his force value is definitely not a joke.

Repress everything except the nobility.

The vines almost all know that when they are not working, they all sleep underground. Perhaps compared to the servants who claim to be loyal, they are the most loyal, the scavengers of the nobles.

There are smiles on their faces, and they will watch everything seriously. Just like at this moment, a red light flashes across the eyes that are staring at the vines indifferently. The next second, the slightly opened window will be closed tightly. .

Vine was very fortunate that he didn't see anything, otherwise, he might not even be qualified to be a flower fertilizer.

The hall is resplendent and resplendent, and there are red crystals blooming like flowers all over the place. They gather together in clusters, especially in the center of the hall, spreading radially and beautifully.

Look around carefully.

It seems that through this beautiful scene, an elegant lady once lingered here.

She sincerely hoped that this gorgeous scene would never appear when the morning light came, but they did appear before the morning light came.

The bronze wine glass in her hand reflected the dull brilliance, but the dark red wine in the quilt shone like a pool of mercury, which was originally eye-catching like the pink flash of the moon when it was first born, but now it has transformed into crystal clear The transparent butterfly flutters its wings quietly.

The Butterfly Effect leads to them——

These elves that dance in the dark.

They danced in the dark and wide palace, bringing together a blood-red sunset glow and delicate purple-red clouds, weaving together the dawn of the rising moon.

These bright and gorgeous colors are constantly changing in the hall, and the playful little guys in the corner have not even woken up from the dim red night and sweet dreams, and they slowly form the ocean like a red tide.

Until the crystals flowed out from their eyes, one after another scattered on the snow-white tiles...

Father Truss intoned in a low voice:

【…

She was silent then, and I began:

'O chaste saint,
Only because of you, human beings are better than
What is contained in the smallest celestial body is superior!
I am so grateful for your order,

Even if I have obeyed you, it seems slow;
You don't have to explain your wish to me again.

But tell me why:

why are you willing to leave you are eager to go back
The vastness descends into the center below. '

'Since you want to get to the bottom of this,
I will tell you briefly,' she answered,
'Why am I not afraid to come here.

anything that hurts
is terrible; the others are not,

Those things are not scary.

God in his bounty made me so,

Your misfortunes do not reach me;

Even the raging fire here can't burn me.

There is a noble saint in heaven,

She was so pitiful for the barriers I sent you to undo,
She broke the strict commandments of the day.

She called Liu Xixia and told her:

"The one who is faithful to you needs you now;

I entrust him to you. "

Lucia, enemy of all cruelty,
Get up and go to the place,
Where I sat with Rachel of old.

She said: "Bidrich, God's truly praiseworthy man,

Why don't you go and help that person,

He loves you so much that he leaves all living beings?
Didn't you hear his mournful cry?

Don't you see on the rivers that the sea can't be proud of
Is he wrestling with death? "]

The other four nobles had different expressions, and stood silently aside, each with their own thoughts.

"Let's find a place to sit down," the priest said kindly.

"Lucicia was the martyr of Syracuse in the 3rd century. When she was persecuted for her faith, she blinded her eyes so that her beauty would not arouse the desire of men. Because of this story, she is a symbol of virtue. Goddess, and patron saint of the eye-sick. Dante adored her most, because he had eyesight himself."

The vines had obviously misjudged, and Jie Lexi stared blankly at the mirror image on the ground. Her heart was full of pain, and she still couldn't get out of her emo moment immediately.

The small cherry mouth opened slightly, and the smoky eyebrows frowned slightly: "Ah! Why don't you let me be as touching as the ice crystals all over the ground? How happy they look! Why? Why did God even Are you stingy with giving me such shallow happiness?!"

"How unfair this is!"

"I am just the poor person who yearns for success, perfection, and happiness the most among all living beings! Why can't I always get the setbacks and lessons of success? Can't it be the praise and honor after success?! Why are you treating me like this?!"

Jie Lexi covered her face and wept: "Cruel Lord, you let this humble thing be perfected! But you don't want me to bear it!—"

Rust looked around, raised his eyebrows at Greed frivolously, and said gloatingly in his voice, "Look carefully, the battle is really intense. It's everywhere, tell me, how much commotion was there at that time? Didn't watch the excitement , Tsk, it’s a loss.”

Grid's attention was obviously not on the "battle situation" in his mouth, he sneered and sighed: "I have nothing to do with me, I have nothing to do with me."

Latney is holding his hand tightly, his facial features are twisted together, those who don't know may think that he is doing some performance art, but those who are familiar with him know that Latney, who is usually extremely cold, is very hungry at the moment I can't tell the difference between southeast and north.

All living beings have a panoramic view.

The priest stared at the blurred bright red sun on the window, and muttered to himself: "No matter how many stories I tell the world, no matter what the facts tell the world, the world is still walking on the established path, because there is no turning back in this world."

"It will never be known life that can go back."

"Represents the truth, who do I have to compromise with? And a compromised truth becomes false. Truth is never compromised."

Finally, the priest waved helplessly and said with a smile, "Turn off the lights."

"That's it - cover your ears and steal your bell, so as to maintain the only remaining elegance of the nobles."

The wall lamps went out one after another, and the light faded slowly like a tide, while the shadows reflected in all directions became longer and longer...

Getting longer and longer.

(End of this chapter)