The Demon Empress: The Snake King Imprisoned

Chapter 9 Pseudo Junhu, I curse you!

The memories of Guan Yu in my mind flowed through my mind bit by bit. There are his gentle smiling face, his mouth wide open to pretend to be cute, his frowning when he is angry, and us The appearance of embracing each other in the sunset...

My person seems to be falling all the time, all I can see is a piece of black hole, a faint white light flashes past my mind, it seems to be carrying something very important, I want to grab it, but stretch out What I grabbed with my hands was nothing but empty things. In the end, in my eyes, heart, and even my mind, all that was left was an indistinct, confused mass of white.

But at the last moment, I yelled at the man in red next to me: "Fake Junhu, I curse you for not being able to get the true love of the woman you love for the rest of your life, otherwise... you will suffer thousands of generations of suffering! "

After yelling, a drop of clear tear fell from the corner of my eye, but I didn't know who and why this tear was shed.

In the dark room, a strong and dazzling white light flashed past, and soon, no matter how fast you grasped it, you couldn’t grasp it, just like the happiness in the past, no matter how you grasped it, it would slowly sink and disappear with time , and finally disappeared, leaving only the pain in his chest that will never disappear.

When I opened my eyes for the first time, the goal I entered was still that small dark secret room, and the small window faintly projected faint sunlight. I remembered that I had traveled through time, and it was a soul wear.

Touching my heart, there seemed to be a kind of empty feeling, so empty that I was caught off guard by all this, as if I had lost something important, I shook my head helplessly, but I couldn't figure out what I had lost, I just felt that my heart was suddenly empty It's so empty that there is no goal, no direction, everything is lost!

Scanning around the small secret room, I belatedly realized that there was an extra person here. That person was leaning against the stone wall with his arms crossed, his slender legs crossed together, and his eyes seemed to be slightly closed. In the false sleep, the long and curly eyelashes are covered like two small fans, and the white face is even more stunning against the background of the night, but it is half covered by the fallen hair, and there is a blood on his body. The red men's brocade robe, like the scarlet and bloody Bana flowers on Huangquan Road, is reminding the world that this is Huangquan!
(End of this chapter)