Loser Princess So Rampant

Xiahou Shiyi always felt that there seemed to be something he was afraid of in the white light.

The more frightened Xia Hou was, the more he wanted to go and find out.

Just

When Xia Hou Shiyi saw everything in the white light, his heart was suddenly drawn.

Who is the man as like as two peas with nine heads of white hair?

Is it her Dihua nine?

Also, why is there a phoenix shadow soul chasing gun in his chest? His limbs were also firmly fixed to the ground.

Who did that!

Is that Mohe?

Xia Hou Shiyi felt his heart hurt and even had difficulty breathing.

Tears fell silently from the corners of Xia Hou's eyes, like a burst River, so it couldn't stop: "Dihua..."

Her voice was hoarse, not like it came from her throat.

"Dihua... Dihua... Is that you? Open your eyes and look at me. "

Xiahou Shiyi felt that his legs were filled with lead, step by step, heavy towards dihuajiu.

Each step closer, Xiahou Shiyi couldn't help holding his breath.

In that way, I'm afraid that if my breathing is slightly injured, the person in front of me will be completely the same.

It's only a few steps away. Xia Hou Shiyi feels like he's been walking for centuries.

Finally, as like as two peas, she came to the white coat with the face of the nine people.

It is said to be white. It has long been dyed red by the infiltrated blood. I can only vaguely see a few pieces of white.

Bata, Bata!

Xiahou Shiyi's tears fell on Dihua Jiu's face drop by drop uncontrollably.

Her eyes swept over the person in front of her again and again, trying to see what was different from Dihua IX.

However, at this time, her brain is blank, and she can't even do the most basic thinking!

Bata!

Bata!

Warm tears fell on Dihua Jiu's face.

The warmth seemed to awaken emperor Hua Jiu.

"Yi'er, don't cry."

Xiahou Shiyi suddenly looked up and looked at the dark eyes of emperor Hua Jiu.

"Dihua! Mohe hurt you, didn't he? " Xia Hou said in a trembling voice.

A Yier completely confirmed that the person in front of him was Emperor Hua Jiu.

"I, I'll wrap you up now. It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

Xiahou Shiyi's hands trembled and covered emperor Hua Jiu's chest.

But there were hands and feet. She couldn't stop the bleeding.

"Yi'er, it's useless." Emperor Hua Jiu gasped weakly: "Yi'er, promise me not to cry, OK."

"Well, I don't cry, I don't cry!" Xiahou Shiyi nodded desperately and pulled out a smile more ugly than crying.

Just, tears still can't stop flowing out.

"Dihua, don't talk. It's not good for me to bandage you. You'll be fine, won't you?" Xia Hou picked up Yi's voice choked and said incoherently. The thick nasal sound seemed to change a person.

She had thought that she would be different from Dihua Jiu one day.

But she never thought that Dihua IX would die so miserably in front of her.

Xiahou Shiyi never expected so much now. Dihua Jiu didn't remember his time.

At that time, Emperor Hua Jiu was undoubtedly powerful.

If Dihua can't remember his words until the last minute, will it be another scene at this time.

Xiahou Shiyi couldn't help blaming himself in his heart, and his tears burst again.

Dihua Jiu wanted to raise his hand and wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes for Xia hou to pick up Yi, but his hands were nailed to the ground by the long sword. He couldn't do such a difficult action at all.

Instead, it involved the wound, which made him tremble all over.

Who is emperor Hua Jiu.

Can make him hurt like this.

It is conceivable what kind of inhuman torture he is enduring.

Seeing this, Xia Hou Shiyi quickly took his face away.

Emperor Huajiu gently wiped away the tears on Xia Hou Shiyi's face.

But no matter how he wiped it, the tears on Xiahou Shiyi's face could not be wiped clean.

"Yier, don't be sad. I'm just going back to heaven for the time being. I'll come back. Do you know what you look like now? You're really ugly."

Emperor Hua Jiu said disgusting words on his mouth, but a pair of eyes looked at Xiahou Shiyi very gently, full of tenderness and reluctance.

"I know I look ugly now, but I..." Xia Hou Shiyi sobbed in his voice.

"Girl, I don't have much time. Can you kiss me?" Dihua Jiu remembered the first time he met Xiahou Shiyi.

At that time, although Xiahou Shiyi was embarrassed, the elegance of that body could not be concealed.

Dihua Jiu bowed his head and gently kissed Dihua Jiu's lips. After leaving, he said:

"Remember when we first met? That day, I kissed you, and you promised to help me. Today, I kissed you, too. You promised me not to go, okay?"

Xia Hou Shiyi, with tears in his eyes, stared at Dihua nine tightly. There was a deep expectation in the depths of his eyes.

But she also seems to know that her requirements are too much. She can only look at Dihua IX like that. She is bound to deeply print the appearance of Dihua IX in her mind.

"This time, I may not be able to do it." Emperor Hua nine corners of his mouth hung a gentle smile: "Yi'er, wait for me, I'll come back to you."

Emperor Hua Jiu said that his body gradually became empty in Xia Hou's arms.

"Ah..." the heart rending pain made Xiahou Shiyi roar. It seemed that only in this way could she alleviate her inner pain.

She hugged Dihua Jiu hard, as if she could keep Dihua Jiu.

"Dihua, don't go, don't go, please."

No matter how Xiahou Shiyi prayed and retained, Dihua IX's dark body turned into pale golden light spots and scattered in this dark space.

"Dihua..."

Suddenly empty in his arms, Xia Hou Shiyi sat on the ground and cried loudly.

The light golden light surrounds the summer Marquis, and I don't want to disperse for a long time.

Xiahou Shiyi knew that it was her emperor who couldn't give up her!

"Dihua, wait for me, you wait for me, I will come back to heaven to find you."

"Good!" In a trance, Xia Hou Shiyi heard the voice of emperor Hua Jiu ring gently in his ear.

Then the pale golden light disappeared completely.

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"Xiao Yi, wake up, wake up..."

Xia Hou Shiyi heard someone calling his name in his ear.

Who's calling her?

Is it Dihua?

Xiahou Shiyi opened his eyes, looked around and looked at the concerned faces of Xiahou QingHan and others.

She didn't speak, but reached out and wiped her face, wet.

"Xiaoyi, are you okay?" Xia Hou QingHan asked with concern.

"It's all right." Xia Hou Shiyi shook his head.

She has to go to heaven to find Dihua Jiu. How can she have something to do.