The rebirth of the national school is too paranoid

Chapter 126.
Maybe it was this watch that tied them together, even the heartbeat. He didn't feel the tremor in his heart until the second before losing her.

Those who are afraid, those who panic, all don't want to lose the warm heartbeat in their hearts.

Is it love at first sight, this is not; is it love for a long time, it is not.

This is a kind of dependence that is almost dependent on each other, a kind of warmth of interdependence.

They don't speak to each other, but they know that the other party is always there.

It is warm, dependable, and homely.

It's okay only when you lose it, you know how precious the things you usually don't care about are so precious.

After a long time, it seems that even the last trace of nostalgia in the air has disappeared.

Liu Shuyun stared at the front with dull eyes, his body looked extremely shabby, his hands clenched the outside of his trousers, and his veins protruded.

I can't believe that the girl is gone, and there is an empty space in my heart that hurts.

"puff…"

Suddenly, Liu Shuyun's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyeballs protruded outward, as if he had been stabbed, and dark red blood spewed out of his mouth.

The body fell backwards, and the black lines on the left side of the chest were exposed, which seemed to be misty, but it was harder than a sharp knife, piercing his chest.

The corners of the young man's lips curled up slightly, and he hooked his fingers lightly. Dozens of black threads comparable to sharp knives were pulled out suddenly, entangled with blood and dripped to the ground.

The blood, the moment it hit the ground, was rolled up and swallowed by some thin black threads.

Afterwards, those bloody black threads scrambled to turn their bodies into thick black mist, as if they were flattering and asking for credit.

It was lingering around the hand of the handsome and gentle young man on the swivel chair.

The dazzling red that splashed on the ground was also diluted like evaporation to nothing left.

The corpse, which was still warm, disappeared without a trace in an instant.

There is only a slight smell of blood in the air that has not yet dissipated.

"Hua Yin, you!"

Ye Ningsheng's pupils shrank slightly, and he was shocked for a moment.

It seemed that something was rapidly falling apart, and a trace of horror passed through the bottom of my heart.

Looking at the security guard who was standing on the side with his head lowered the whole time as if he was adapting, a feeling of chill suddenly climbed up in his heart.

It never occurred to him that Hua Yin would disregard the oath and backtrack, not to mention the death oath of the undead!

"Then why are you so surprised..."

Hua Yin leaned back on the swivel chair with a smile on her face, tapping her white and well-defined finger joints lightly, like the notes of hell urging her to die, her coquettish and lazy peach eyes seemed luxurious and shallow, and her low-alcohol magnetic voice was as warm as jade.

Every gesture is elegant to the bone, which reminds people of the earls and nobles in ancient times.

"Little hell officer, you can go back and return."

The young man's crimson thin lips were slightly parted, with a warm smile on his face, his voice was extremely light, and the hostility mixed with it made people tremble with fear.

Looking at those deep eyes that looked like thick ink, Ye Ningsheng felt a chill run up his spine, and his scalp seemed to be numb.

If he hadn't seen the bloodthirsty gloomyness in Hua Yin's eyes, he would have doubted whether it was his own illusion.

The young man in front of him has no heart at all.

"Say hello to the one in your Hades Palace for me, and I will take the girl's soul."

Huayin's left hand wrapped in black silk reveals a faint blue, which is fleeting.

The gentle face could no longer conceal the blackness in the bottom of the eyes, and the smile on the lips seemed to never change. At this moment, it was extremely eerie.

Ye Ningsheng seemed to have just reacted, frowning, a glint of coldness flashed across his eyes, and a murderous aura suddenly appeared.

　Su Qingyuan himself is not a decent person, so don't expect him to repay grievances with kindness.

　　Don't say that the three views of this book are not correct, this article is absolutely correct, it's just that the method of expression is different, and the people around Xiaoyuan are all righteous.

　　Just like Bai Liao: suppress the night, protect the dawn, protect peace, and keep all directions stable.

　　But don't expect Xiaoyuan to be influenced, everyone has a different experience, and you can't force others to have the same concept as yourself.

　　If you don't like it, just delete the book.

　　ps: Kneeling for tickets and rewards

　　
　
(End of this chapter)