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1141. Glowing painting 3

Moreover, he always felt that the situation of Ghost Lord was too extreme and often killed innocent people indiscriminately, so he believed Ji Huan's words.

"Mr. Ghost Lord, I see that she is full of clean energy and clear eyes. She is not a traitor or evil person. And how could that person fall in love with a mortal? Even if the two have some connections, they cannot be charged with her."

The Ghost Lord sneered: "You are too kind to be bullied to this point. How many people from the Hai Kingdom were innocent at the time, but they were still slaughtered. She was so innocent, but she threw them into the divine furnace to refine them alive and could not be liberated until death. No one else would pity the innocent, so why did I have to pity?"

His face was full of sarcasm and anger.

Degenerate to this point today, he has long since no kindness or mercy in his heart. With so much bloody hands, are he still afraid of having an innocent life?

Kindness has no use, and can only watch the people you cherish are destroyed and powerless.

If he wasn't that weak at the beginning, at least he could stay and die with her, rather than becoming a walking corpse like he did today.

"Then can you kill someone in front of her? She will definitely not want you to do this." Prime Minister Turtle's eyes fell on the painting.

Yueyu Ghost Lord was shocked and looked up at the purple gold dragon that was coming out of the sea in the painting.

The dragon in the painting seemed to have a purified breath, which gradually reduced the hostility of his body.

After a while, he silently withdrew his gaze and hummed with disdain.

"I'm sure she's lucky, I'll spare her life for Zhaoyin."

Who is Zhaoyin? Ji Huan was surprised, but no matter who she is, she can ensure her life safety.

At least there is no need to worry that he will kill himself at this moment, and the time for finding a way to escape will be much more relaxed.

"I'll give you a song, this girl."

Since he just came in, Shunhua, who had been looking at Ji Wu, suddenly started singing.

Her thin lips reveal a charming and clear sound, her voice is ethereal and has an indescribable mystery.

"The heaven and earth are chaotic, and the soul is vast, where does the soul come from, and where does the soul go. The ancient gods, water is the bones and wind are the sound, have gone through all ages and never fade, the thousand-year cycle of reincarnation is repeated, and the soul is gone back to the absence of the three lives. After the glitz, the ground is covered with wounds, a dream is a dream, and a laughter, who has the love and hate, whose conspiracy is the sorrow!"

The beautiful and sad voice tells the faint sorrow of separation, which makes people feel sad.

"What kind of song is this?" Prime Minister Turtle was surprised. The mermaid had a very beautiful voice and liked to float out to the sea to sing on moonlit nights.

However, I rarely sing it on weekdays. Now I suddenly sing a song, but it is rare for this girl I have never met before.

Shunhua bowed: "A poem in the clan that has been circulated for a long time has been given. Today, when I saw this lady, I suddenly felt something in my heart and made a fool of myself."

Ji Huan was surprised that this song was actually sung for her? She didn't know this woman, so strange.

And this song is strange enough, not like the popular songs at all.

Although it sounds nice, the lyrics are full of powerlessness in the cycle of fate. She doesn't like this kind of unpositive lyrics.

"Thank you, but I don't like the lyrics of such sadness. Although they sound beautiful, they are too persistent and very negative."

"Why?" Shunhua was surprised.

Ji Huan's eyes were bright: "If everything was a dream, what's the point of living?"
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