blood sacrifice

The strong always say that they don't believe in fate or reincarnation, because they are strong enough to change their fate against the sky... But they don't know that even their so-called strength is just a small stroke on the reincarnation board of fate...

Your strength is your destiny, your pride is your destiny, your lifetime is your destiny...

He ran unconsciously all the way, but stubbornly set up a screen to protect the unconscious person in his arms...

Lost the sword, abandoned the armor, just to hug the already cold body in my arms...

The red eyes stared at the pale face with the eyes tightly closed, obviously out of focus, but the heartache and despair could still be seen in the eyes!

Bending down and leaning down, rubbing his face lightly against his lover's face, once and for all, puzzled but persistent, as if he didn't understand why this face that was thinking about it day and night was so cold, but he refused to stop over and over again, as if You can transfer your own heat to a certain extent...

If there is a chance, he would also like to tell the person who once warned him jokingly, that not getting what you want is suffering, not getting what you love is pain, and only after you lose it will you know that cherishing is sadness, and that you will push away your beloved love again and again with your own hands. , is the despair of all hope...

I hurt you like this, killed you with my own hands again and again, if there is an afterlife, don't you want to see me again? ...

"Melting... night... melting... night..."

As if losing all speech ability in an instant, the simple whispers seemed to exhaust all the strength of the Demon Lord, repeating his name over and over again.

Rong Ye, the man he loves the most, the man who hurt the most, the man who can no longer look at him, even if it is to return all kinds of hurts thousands of times and thousands of times!

As long as he can wake up, as long as he is still alive...

I just want to take a good look at him again, I just want to engrave his appearance deeply in my soul, but my vision is involuntarily blurred.

Two lines of red viscous-thick liquid slowly flowed from the eyes, slid across the honey-colored face, and lowered the bright red snow-white clothes that had already been stained with blood.

Stretch out your hand, and attach the body-protecting orb that your lover is unconsciously holding tightly in your hand, and a ray of warmth that is almost imperceptible flows along the fingertips into the vast and cold heart...

"Ah!!!" The red liquid milk gushed out of the corners of his eyes like a bank bursting.

The heart-piercing roar echoed in the sky like a beast, enough to make those who saw it cry and those who heard it sad...

The Fairy Realm, which has four distinct seasons, rarely snows heavily in the early autumn. It is a little red and bloodshot, but it is shimmering with ice crystal-like silver luster and biting cold.

Even though I am so sad, even if I personally kill you time and time again, I still love you deeply...

The desperate roar could no longer reach the empty heart of the lover, and even the soul had gradually dissipated at this moment.

Gather all the magic power so that the lover's soul will gather without dissipating. Even if reincarnated, it can only be a complete person instead of fragmented pieces of soul. I have tried my best to seal all the memories of my lover. The corner of Mozun's lips curled up The arc of magic charm, confident and satisfied.

Since you are so sad, since you are so desperate, let me love you instead!

In the next life, I will find you first, love you well, protect you well, and never let you get hurt in the slightest!

Even if you don't remember, even if you forget me, I will make you love me again!

melting night...

I gave everything at any cost, just to change the beginning, just to start all over again...

If you die, may you give me another chance...

At the end of consciousness, there is still the quiet sleeping face of the lover, and in the hand is the last ray of warmth that can give oneself the body protection pearl, with a faint cold fragrance, glowing even if it is faint, but still beautiful and dazzling colorful colored glaze...

Molten... night...

Chi Xue covered the sky and flew down. When the Elf Wang Liaofeng rushed over after hearing the news, he saw two figures under Chi Xue who were embracing each other tightly to death and refused to part. It was just that one was already cold, while the other was tight. With his eyes closed, he still had a faint breath.

The golden eyes were bloodthirsty in an instant, and he stepped forward to separate the two people who were tightly embracing each other, took Rong Ye into his arms, and kicked the Mozun away, looking coldly at the two who fell to the ground with both hands. But still holding the man halfway, the Elf King can't wait to crush him to ashes.

But the crazy thoughts were suppressed in an instant, and a vicious smile appeared on the beautiful face: "You don't deserve to die with him at all! You don't deserve him at all!"

He ordered people to imprison the Demon Lord in a stone cave next to the elves praying for spirits, and he kept the melting night in the former residence of the elves.

In the past, the blue wall that was born in accordance with nature suddenly became white, as if mourning, and as if the state of mind in a moment of vicissitudes.

"Melting night...it will be melting night..." Looking at the sleeping face in the crystal coffin, the Elf King stared blankly, without focus, and murmured unconsciously, "I always felt that something was wrong, but I didn't I thought it would be like this..."

"You know, the elves are born with very strong perception ability, and I am still the king of elves... From the first time I saw you, I knew that you are different from normal people. The power and potential in your body Very powerful, but not normal, you just laughed at that time, I thought you didn't care, but I didn't know that you would be wrong..."

Reaching out to caress the pale and even transparent side face: "It doesn't matter what's abnormal, it's not because you plundered your twin brother's power to become extra powerful, but because you lost part of the power that should belong to you, so that although you are strong But it is not complete, and although it has great potential, it has never been able to realize it..."

No one responded, but Liao Feng said happily: "Still don't understand? Well, I'm afraid you can't change your pretending to be confused, so let me put it another way. The prophecy of the Protoss is not wrong. There are no twins, it is your kindness and sympathy that made you lose what should belong to you, and gave birth to your so-called twin brother..."

"You blame yourself for this, change your name, think that you are indebted and even willing to live for others, you know how important a name is to an angel! It is your soul, and it is your only proof in this world!! You don't hesitate to deceive the world , let me misunderstand..."

"Do you know how long I've loved you?...Do you know how long I've been hiding from you?...You don't want me to be your so-called friend at all?..." Stretching out his hand, he carefully wiped some of the hair on Rong Ye's forehead. With messy silver hair, the Elf King smiled bleakly.

"From the first time I saw you, I have liked you... I have always liked you, I have liked you and turned into love without knowing it... I have loved you without knowing it for so long..."

"I have never dared to tell you. I was afraid that I would scare you, and that I would lose the opportunity to get close to you. I thought it was not the right time, so I just waited and waited, but you... let Ling Xu's bed!..." Canjin's pupils suddenly became bloodthirsty and sharp, and then turned gray and dim.

"I was really angry at the time...very angry, very angry...I don't understand, why you are willing to love him but not accept me...I've waited for you for so long...and you can just because you please him To get rid of God of War for the Protoss, is the Protoss more important to you than your own love and hate?!... But I don't know... I don't know that you also have your helplessness, I don't know that you are also forced... I actually listened to the message I don't believe you... I actually believed Xiao's nonsense..."

"You know... I was really angry at the time, but it was also very painful... I once thought, if I can also hold the power of life and death in the morning, can you give me a chance..." The Elf King leaned over Looking at the person in the crystal coffin, he smiled obsessively, "But I was wrong after all...I still hurt you after all...Now, I confess to you, are you willing to forgive me?...Ming Ye..."

Proud men are willing to shed tears of love for him one by one, but he can no longer know...

His memory ends at that sword strike, and his life, besides laughter, ends with betrayal and hurt. He is powerless to find out whether it is possible to hide the so-called truth under the too cold and ruthless surface and the too sharp reality. sincerity...

Behind the curtain of void in the main hall of the former residence of the elves, there are legends that there are gods living there. Although they have been lost for thousands of years, the spirit of the gods is used to listen to the prayers of the people and fulfill their wishes.

But at this moment, the Elf King was standing in front of the veil of void, his brilliant golden eyes were filled with desolate loneliness, and the faint anger seemed to burn through his eyes.

The love and guilt for Rong Ye made him depressed every day, and he was tortured like a walking dead. Finally, the Elf King made up his mind and made a wish in front of the void: to erase all his memories, and let him wake up after a hundred years of sleep. Only the thirst for power and the hatred for the demon king and the six angels are left behind, hoping that after gaining great power, the blood blade Ling Xu and Xiao will be together!

I wanted to avenge Rong Ye, to make up for my debts, to love him well, but I thought that even the elf king Liaofeng, who seemed to have died once, hurt the reincarnated Rong Ye again because of repeated mistakes...

I wanted to protect, I wanted to make amends, I wanted to do everything in exchange for being together, even though the demon king Ling Xu, who had an unknown opportunity, once again made the reincarnated Rong Ye see history repeating itself, and the memories The gate is pouring, and the past is vivid...

The red snow fell all over the sky for seven days and seven nights, filling up the praying moat at the end of the gods and demons continent. According to legend, at the end of the praying moat is another continent, which belongs to only one race. There is no race, no bloody killings, It is a paradise that everyone longs for, but no one knows how to get there, or no one wants to easily get involved in that too peaceful land.

The red snow has never stopped, whether it is this shore or the other shore...

"Master." On the other side of the praying spirit sky, in a simple and simple house with ancient style and ancient charm, a man leaned against the window, reaching out to catch a piece of red snow falling lightly, wearing waist-length black hair. Confusing, the man who was accompanying him knelt on one knee and whispered softly.

"It's better to be more careful about being touched by the snow. Before He Yan accidentally touched it, Mo Min sat on the ground in a strange way and started crying... And the color looks weird..."

But the man didn't take it seriously, his fingers stained with red snow just paused slightly, his brows were tightened as if he was trying to suppress something, and after a long time he said quietly: "It seems that I have lived too long..."

"Master!" The man was shocked when he heard the words, and wanted to say something, but the man stopped him.

The spotless black clothes seemed to be integrated with a head of black hair, lining a handsome face that was fair on the outside, and the depressive black was endowed with a bit of grace and luxury.

"In this world, what is the most harmful thing and has the ability to destroy the world?" The man asked suddenly.

"This subordinate doesn't know..." The man was taken aback for a moment, and replied dully.

"Hehe, it seems that you have lived too long..." The man answered the wrong question with a light smile, leaving behind a lazy and elegant back. The gold-painted fan with white jade as the bones was a snow-white fan. In the man's hand It's very comfortable to shake it up and down.

The third volume