Dear Princess, Run Slowly

Regardless of what Su Qianyue said, the young man took out a jade pendant from his arms. His hands were full of blood, which made the jade pendant white.

"And, and You've been It's... "

The boy's hoarse voice became weaker and weaker. Su Qianyue's hand, which was still needling, also stopped. She clearly felt the passing of a fresh life.

The boy laughed and tried to reach out to touch her hair, but the hand was in the air and couldn't move forward any more. Then it fell down and fell into the dazzling blood.

Su Qianyue was in that moment, completely did not feel the youth's life.

She suddenly stopped, looking at the young man's line of sight, is also more and more silent.

In the end, I didn't even have a name I don't even know the name

The young man's hands on the ground were covered with blood. Her eyes were fixed there and she didn't speak.

Fireflies are heroes in the night

He thought, is she his firefly?

"Well Rest in peace, firefly

Su Qianyue closed her eyes, blocking the pain of the fundus, the death of fireflies, for her, is not a small blow.

The white jade pendant in my hand feels warm and moist, just like the teenager

But even at the end of the day, he still didn't say the last sentence, and Su Qianyue still didn't hear it. That sentence was like a small stone sinking into the sea, but it made a little waves, disappeared, and could no longer be seen.

No one to pursue what that sentence is, because it is good for him to leave quietly with that sentence.

Feng Ming looks at Su Qianyue with some worry, but the latter puts down a bunch of flowers and turns away.

"Let's go."

This time it was frosty and there were not many people.

Only Junmo and Fengming.

These two people have the closest relationship with the outside world.

Frost filled sky, there is an entrance and an exit, as long as through that exit, it has entered the world.

If it's full of frost, Su Qianyue would like to think of it as a shopping mall. After all, the structure is too similar.

Frost all over the sky -

Su Qianyue is bright red, her hair is tied up at will, her forehead is full, her cherry lips are slightly pursed, her star eyes are shining, and her nose is very cocky.

Jun Mo is cold from a face standing beside her, hands behind.

Long hair like ink scattered on the black robe, only slightly with a white belt in front of the hair tied in the back of the head, the whole body exudes the same cold temperament as his sword! The three-dimensional carving of the lips is not as good-looking as the sharp knife.

Alert?

This word suddenly appeared in Su Qianyue's mind, and she couldn't help shaking her head.

There are already many men who turn their amazing eyes on her. Su Qianyue also finds out this.

Feng Ming stood behind them two steps later.

He wore a light cyan robe, which was faintly dotted with bamboo. His hair was tied up with a bamboo hairpin, and his body had a smell of wood different from that of orchid musk deer.

At night, the clouds are gradually closing. The young man in Green's face is like peach and apricot. His posture is elegant and elegant. He is still lonely and thin. His pupils are smart and attractive like crystal beads.

But in Su Qianyue's mind, there are only four words, red lips and white teeth.

They have just appeared in this frost filled sky and received a lot of attention, which is inevitable.

Among the three people present, only Su Qianyue's cultivation had not entered the true God, and he was really frustrated.

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