She wanted to say, don't cry, don't be sad, don't be so...Don't be sad for me...

However, the vitality seems to be passing by.

She couldn't say it, she was in extreme weakness, it was a dying feeling, and the wound was hurting...

...

All this happened like a dream.

The Regent knew that he, Ji Feixiu and Xuanye, would have a disaster about Zhou Yanqing.

Qing'er is their beloved person. It is like a fate that hurts her and hurts her.

He was sure that this disaster was targeted at them, and it would only hurt them, but it would not be hindered by Zhou Yanqing.

He was so sure. However, when he witnessed his beloved person being stabbed into his heart with a knife and witnessing her dying, his heart was torn apart.

It seemed as if it had broken through a barrier, and sadness and anger followed one after another.

There was a purple divine thunder brewing above the nine heavens, and the thunder and lightning were thunder and lightning, as if even the thunder was wailing for it.

"Why……"

Chu Liumu was a long time ago, probably when Zhou Yanqing overturned his nest in Qingtian Pavilion, he had a fortune telling for himself, and he calculated that he had a disaster.

These people seem to be born to exist for the sake of experiencing disasters.

But in the days after that, he once wondered if he had calculated it wrong. After all, the so-called disaster never came, after all the words of the past...

He thought that he had already passed the disaster about Yanyan, so he thought that even if there was a disaster in his fate, it should not be about Zhou Yanqing's disaster.

However, at this moment, my heart seemed to have broken a big hole. The other end of the hole was connected to an endless abyss. The abyss was constantly dragging him, and it was like a Dead Sea trying to subdue him.

Everything was caught off guard.

The cold wind whistled, and the evil ghost Yin Huaili's eyes were like weeping blood.

Regent Xiao Yan was heartbroken.

Xuanye and Ji Feixiu seemed to be trapped in an illusion, and they seemed to be experiencing the death of their beloved repeatedly.

Jiang Jianchen, Liang Wenjin, Jingci...

Everyone collapsed at this moment.

I don’t know who shed the first tear first, and then an angry roar seemed to break through the sky. Even a certain will in the dark, representing the existence of the way of heaven and the world, could not help but tremble slightly in fear...

"them!!?"

The second prince and others were not much better, but suddenly they saw that all of them had become thin, even Liang Wenqin.

Chu Liumu, Xiao Yan, Ji Feixiu, Jingci, Jiang Jianchen, Yin Huaili, Xuanye...

Their figures became blurred.

Liang Wenqin himself became a phantom-like existence.

The seven emotions turned into colorful light and rushed towards Liang and asked in an instant, as if something was rushing.

His figure gradually became solid, and his expression gradually changed, pain, sadness, rage...

Combining everyone's emotions.

Liang Wenjin.

Or at this moment, he should be called Mr. Qian.

Young Master Yan lowered his eyes and looked at Zhou Yanqing who was so angry that he was dripping with a trace of sadness on the corners of his eyes. He gently kissed her forehead and hugged her tightly for a moment.

His teeth bit her fair neck and bloody, as if something had spilled out with the blood.

Just like when he was attacked by black fog, he also bit him once.

His long hair looks like a demon, and his clothes are shining, dancing in the strong wind.

After doing all this, he penetrated a wisp of "qi" into Zhou Yanqing's body.

"Be good, have a good sleep."

"Remember...what I said to you before?"

"What you want will come back eventually."

"All the beauty of this world is blooming for you alone."
Chapter completed!