Dear Princess, Run Slowly

Blood, blurred his vision, watched his waist cold sword through her thin body, the clear puff sound into the ear, he seemed to be deaf, nothing to hear, the world at that moment, it was like gray.

The girl's slight groan came into his ear.

Time instantly returned to the moment when she rushed to his waist.

Until - tick

The warm, reddish liquid was dripping on his fingertips and down his skin again.

Warm his original cold heart, "flying feather!"

Suddenly, he looked at the weak but heavy body blankly and instinctively reached out to catch her.

Blood, like spring spring spring, gurgles out.

A beautiful flower blooms on the ground.

Beauty a drop of tears coagulation in the corner of the eye, cherry lips light pursed, but I do not know why, lips white.

Even originally with a little embarrassed dress, at this time are revealing endless luxury.

She doesn't seem to belong to the nobility here, but also seems to be the simplicity here.

This is the first time he looks at her so carefully, but maybe it's the last time.

He reached for her face, but his hands were already full of her blood, and the red pricked his eyes.

His hands trembled. He did not dare to touch her.

Fear is a desperate result.

I don't know what it is. Feiyu's eyes are slightly open. It seems that he is still nostalgic for the last few seconds. He sees the man leading in his eyes.

She did not have the past passion and happiness, some, only deep indifference.

Plain without wave, it seems that nothing can disturb the quiet of her eyes.

It seems that there is still a lot of disgust.

Nine thousand years old to this look in the eyes, whole body a Zheng, force oneself don't see her eyes.

"Come on! Come and help Feiyu

"Mother!"

The female official next to Feiyu hurried forward, but due to the existence of 9000 years old, she did not dare to feel the pulse for Feiyu.

"Come on! Come on! Can you save her? You are her close female officer. You must know how to save her! "

Nine thousand years old at this time of the divine consciousness, seems to be in a state of chaos, he quickly grabbed the close female officer, regardless of the identity of looking at her, tearful.

"Fox, master fox Small, small can't save the lady. "

"Fart! How can you not save it? You are always waiting for Feiyu. How can you... "

Nine thousand years old and crazy will have been gradually cold feather into the arms, trying to warm her with their own body temperature, but to no avail.

Through the clothes, he really felt the passing of life, looking at her pale face, but he could do nothing.

Can only be anxious but do not know what to do look at her.

Only so

-

"it's a natural disaster, it's also a love disaster."

Su Qianyue's eyes are slightly closed. She doesn't go forward to stop Feiyu, neither does yunnuo. They are just watching the farce from a remote angle.

"Don't you help that Fox princess?"

Yunnuo some doubts, but see Su Qianyue that awe inspiring side face, he has silence.

"I can't go against the sky."

Su Qianyue looked at her white fingertips, though it was the fingertips of Jun Mo Li.

"Feiyu is not a human being at all. She is just a ghost. This kind of departure can leave an indelible impression on her mind of 9000 years old."

Su Qianyue sighed a little, but it was a pity that Feiyu left at the bottom of her heart.

She didn't know the origin of Feiyu, but she always felt that she was not simple.

"Yunnuo, let's go."

"I'm leaving now?"

Su Qianyue pursed her lips and looked at 9000 years old, but she still didn't open her eyes and didn't look at him.

Turn Mou looking at nine thousand years old, she calmly shook her head, turned away.

Yunnuo looked at her back and pursed her lips.

"Don't follow me..."

Su Qianyue feels that yunnuo's footsteps are not far behind, and suddenly she looks at him and says.

"It's tiring to pretend that it doesn't matter."

Yunnuo's gentle eyes lightly fall on Su Qianyue's body. His pretty eyebrows slightly frown. He doesn't know how to comfort her. He can only look at her not far away from her.

For him, that is enough.

Su Qianyue saw that he did not want to leave, thin lips slightly pursed.

The whole body's spiritual power suddenly poured into the soles of the feet, driven by the mysterious spirit ghost step, just like a ghost's shadow shuttling through the woods.

Yunnuo didn't have time to keep up with her at all, so he could only look at her left back with a little worry.Standing there for a long time without moving.

The young man in white is as gentle as a painting. He seems to drown all the spring water in the world. A white jade band holds his hair in the breeze.

Even the affectionate eyes are full of indescribable tenderness.

A stranger is like a jade.