little general

In the wet area, the alluring man had disappeared without a trace, only Yan Wang picked up his pen slowly, sketched two strokes on the book of life and death, and made a comment-the ten sins, the devil flower, the love robbery, and the hope of liberation after ten lives.

The Heavenly Thunder Tribulation was not the real disaster of the Ten Sins Demon Flower at all, it was just an introduction to the Love Tribulation.

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The pursuit of life after life, the longing of life after life, he who should have forgotten his past in every life was tampered with by Meng Yu, and the memory of the previous life could never be forgotten.

Pain, joy, disgust, love, greed, longing, all of them can't be forgotten.

With the memory of his previous life, he finally knew that those medicinal materials that were sent by someone later could only be sent by Bai Lang, but so what?

He couldn't find Bai Lang, and Bai Lang didn't appear in his memory in the past few lifetimes. If that was the case, then he couldn't find the person who haunted him in his memory.

— which is even more painful.

It seems that it is about to be owned, but it is taken away by someone.

What he will do, what he will see, whether he will cry or laugh, in this memory-based dream, has long been decided, so He Qiu can only mechanically do what he has done before, he cannot Resistance, these are the endings he has already got, and he can't change them.

He has to watch his own life after life end in depression, he has to endure the fact that the person he loves is close at hand but he can't see and touch, he has to face it——time flows like water, he once He grew up and became old again, but he could never see Bai Lang again.

How cruel.

When the three lives passed, when memories began to accumulate and ferment, those pains were stuck in the brain like pieces of silt. At first it seemed harmless, but in the end it made people hysterical.

Mengyu made up her mind to make him suffer, so he would never forget the past.

Memory is also a murder weapon.

He Qiu looked at the joys and sorrows of his second life with Bai Lang, and the loneliness of each subsequent life. He was trapped in the memory, and the memories of the previous life were forcibly poured into his brain. He Qiu cried, Laughing, but can't escape that circle.

"Are you still waiting for that person who will never appear in front of you?" Mengyu whispered almost seductively, "He Qiu... as long as you agree, He Qiu, you will be happier than you have ever been, and I will Give you a world."

This is really the ultimate temptation, the fragile He Qiu could hardly resist showing an expression of extreme desire, he tremblingly embraced himself, and yanked his clothes fiercely with his fingers.

Who can endure such a hundred years of loneliness, but he stubbornly refuses to compromise.

"That's not my Bai Lang..." He murmured dreamily, "My Bai Lang...isn't..."

Mengyu chuckled noncommittally at He Qiu's resistance, and in the next second, a handsome man appeared in front of He Qiu.The man walked steadily in front of He Qiu, his shadow shrouded He Qiu in a shadow, so He Qiu raised his head subconsciously.

Then I couldn't take my eyes off it anymore.

Tears made everything he saw blurred and unreal, He Qiu stared at the tall man who was as handsome as before, and showed a dreamy smile.

"Bai Lang..." he said, "You came to find me."

The man slowly stretched out his hand to He Qiu, tilted his head slightly, his cheeks were slightly flushed, but his voice was still steady, deep and powerful.

"Liu Qing," he said seriously to He Qiu, "I will marry you."

"follow me."

Bai Lang turned into a prototype and quickly shuttled across the street, while a huge plate was firmly fixed on Bai Lang's body.

"It's near here," the voice of Xing Xingzi drifted out from the plate, "I'm sure that the flower demon is located within a radius of two miles around He Qiu, or even closer."

Bai Lang turned cold when he heard the words. He knew that the men He Qiu had dated before died suddenly one after another, their internal organs were all sucked out, and even the blood was greedily plundered. The appearance is definitely not fake - it requires such a large amount of energy, then something is about to awaken.

Damn it, why did you attack the people around He Qiu? !

Bai Lang roared angrily, and Zhan Xingzi murmured, "It's strange... No matter where you go, you will be farther away from the flower demon, except..."

The rest of the words were swallowed dumbly, and Zhan Xingzi didn't dare to say them out. He looked at the battered Bai Lang and was a little at a loss.

——Except for the direction back to He Qiu's house.

That flower demon...

The astrologer had a terrible conjecture—could it be, could it be that those people... were all killed by He Qiu.

"Wang, let's go back!!!" He paused, and finally said eagerly, "The flower demon!!! I think, maybe... Anyway, let's go back first!!"

The astrologer shouted almost hoarsely—but it was too late.

A strong evil spirit erupted from He Qiu's apartment, and the violent wind caused Bai Lang's body to tilt violently. He gritted his teeth angrily, "The flower demon is by He Qiu's side?!"

What did it do! ?What did it do to He Qiu? !Why did you wake up? !

it……

Bai Lang couldn't continue thinking, the strong sense of fear made him lose the ability to breathe, his eyes had turned blood red, Bai Lang accelerated like crazy, completely ignoring the blood oozing from the soles of his feet due to excessive friction.

He returned to He Qiu's house in an instant, and overturned all the furniture in the house with his excessive movements, and the broken glass pierced fiercely into Bai Lang's body that he had forgotten to protect long ago, and he stood awkwardly at He Qiu's door forward.

Han Gu fainted on the ground. A young man in red with long hair reaching the ground stood in front of the window with his back facing him. The bright sunlight shone on him, making him look even a little holy.

Bai Lang quickly glanced at He Qiu's empty bed, his heart sank suddenly, and the expression on his face was almost ferocious.

there is none left……

no more no more...

What about his He Qiu? ! ? !What about his He Qiu? !

"Give it back to me!!!" He turned into a human form and roared, rushing forward, stomping hard on the broken purple jade—since just now, he lost his mind.

What hurt, what pain, nothing.

Bai Lang let out a whimper that was almost whining, while the young man turned his head leisurely, and only waved a finger to make Bai Lang stay in place.

"Are you here to pick me up?" The young man smiled with his eyes bent. He was dressed in a red veil without any wind, and he floated over to the struggling Bai Lang, "Husband."

With just one sound, Bai Lang stopped still.

"Liu Qing... He Qiu..."

He looked at the young man foolishly, he stood there stiffly, his blood-colored eyes were full of bright red liquid, and the blood made his body dirty, but the young man giggled, holding his face without disdain Kissed, "I am."

"He Qiu..."

"Husband, you finally came to me." He Qiu said with a smile, "I've waited too long, and I'm very angry. I just wanted to teach you a lesson...but why did you die when I did it?"

"Dead...?" Bai Lang was not yet sober, he repeated He Qiu's words clumsily, He Qiu poked his face with his pale fingers, and said as if showing off, "Yes, dead. Fortunately, that is a fake, if you are really dead, then I will die too."

He just talked about his life and death casually, as if he didn't care at all, but no one could see the paranoia and madness in his eyes.

The greed that yearns to devour Bai Lang will never change.

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He was trapped in an illusion just now, watching the man he had missed for a long time come slowly.The man stretched out his hand in front of him, and he could even clearly see the lines on the man's palm.

He Qiu raised his arm tremblingly, he wanted to hold the hand in front of him, but his body was extremely stiff, his brain was almost screaming crazily - this is not my Bai Lang! !This is a fake! !

There is such a contradiction in his heart. On the one hand, he can no longer bear the torture, and the man in front of him is almost the last straw that overwhelms him. On the other hand, he knows that what is in front of him is just a hypocritical illusion.

What's going on... How's going on...

His hand was frozen in mid-air, the fingertips were only one finger away from the man's palm, but he couldn't betray.

He couldn't betray Bai Lang, he couldn't imagine Bai Lang's disappointed face, that terrible association made him tremble with fear even at his fingertips.

No...

Why do you like it so much...

Sometimes he even thought, it would be nice if he didn't like it that much.

He Qiu gritted his teeth desperately, a trace of blood streaked across the corner of his mouth, the man was still standing firmly in front of him, He Qiu could even see the familiar pampering in his eyes, he thought that Bai Lang might also be showing his affection. Such eyes have been guarding behind him for so long.

"Follow me." The man said again, "I will treat you well."

The deep voice even made He Qiu's heart tremble. He shook his head desperately, wanting to reject the fake in front of him, his voice, his pretense, and more importantly, his heart-beating self.

He kept backing away, shrinking into the corner of the wall, the man bent down and hugged him tenderly, He Qiu was touched by the warm body temperature, tears almost welled up in his eyes.

It's too hard to say no, it's too hard...

He was pulling his hair crazily, and the man kept coaxing in his ear—come with me...follow me...

The deep voice is the temptation of the devil, He Qiu covered his ears, but those voices came to him from all directions, they penetrated into his ears forcefully, pierced his eardrum viciously, flowed into his blood, tumbling and stirring, irritating The pain was aroused in an instant, he roared and suffered, Mengyu let out an evil smile, and it saw He Qiu's eyes were full of pain.