[Thunderbolt] I am drunk and the world will not wake up

Within the coquettish prehistoric, the phoenix of the demon world, who is in a mess like a swamp, walks in the dust, gasping for breath, her voice unwilling to echo back in the coquettish prehistoric, but no one can answer, but even so, with the throne in front, she is still struggling Crawling towards, unwilling to give up.

A gust of wind suddenly blew through the silent hall, and Bu Xiangchen, who was crawling forward, suddenly stopped, and looked around but saw no movement.

Just when she smiled wryly and mocked herself for being too poisoned to have hallucinations, a familiar cold sigh rang in her ears.

"Yi Qi Xing! Yi Qi Xing! Is it you? Is it?" The originally depressed person seemed to be injected with vitality under the excitement, and stretched out his hand to the void where nothing could be seen, looking forward to the last bit of warmth in his heart. .

The time of a stick of incense has passed, the person who was looking forward to it has never appeared, but the person who is unwilling to give up firmly believes that this warmth will come again, so the hand that has been stretched out has been stubbornly refusing to take it back, even if it is now poisonous. Difficult to support.

"I warned you, those who play with fire will die in the end." As if they couldn't resist such persistence, the cold voice floated in the air again.

"You blame me, I'm like this now, you still blame me! Now, you still don't want to come out to see me!" Sobbing and full of grievances, the crying overflowed from Bu Xiangchen's throat, pale and black Because of the sudden crying, the beauty on her face faded a little, and instead, there was a little more tenderness that she didn't usually see.

It's just that this is so pitiful, full of grievances and crying, but there is only a "pretentious" sound from someone in the void.

Bu Xiangchen's crying sound stopped suddenly, and then he burst into tears regardless of his image, louder than louder, as if venting, as if he was seeking for the tenderness in his heart to leave a trace of pity.

"Okay, Mai is crying." After Bu Xiangchen cried for a while, the cold voice finally sounded again. Although the voice was a little more impatient, it was also a little softer.

Xiangchen stopped crying, wiped his tears while sobbing, and asked, "Yi Qixing, why don't you come out?"

With this question, only the faint sobbing sound remained.

This time, it wasn't that Yi Qixing didn't want to answer, but that he didn't know how to answer. That day in Binglou, his spiritual consciousness suddenly appeared turbulent again, and he was protected by Chunqiu's spiritual power and fell into a deep sleep. The first thing he saw was Bu Xiangchen, who was lying on the ground, seriously injured and poisoned.

Out of thinking about his inexplicable appearance here, he didn't leave immediately. Instead, he listened to the whole thing about Bu Xiangchen being betrayed by Fu Yueying while he was thinking about it. There are only four words to express it, that is to bind oneself in a cocoon!

"Yi Qixing? Are you still there?" With a cautious voice, Bu Xiangchen didn't ask Yi Qixing to show up this time, obviously he has discovered the key point.

"En." Yi Qixing responded lightly, which was considered an answer.

"Yi Qixing, I'm probably going to die."

Are you dying?Yi Qixing's spiritual sense swept across the woman with eighth-grade supernatural powers who was sitting on the ground, although her vitality was getting less and less, but she was still running. What Yuexia saw was also full of calculations, not to say that the liking was fake, but that there were too many mixed things and he didn't like it.

"Yi Qixing, why don't you like me?" Bu Xiangchen didn't know where Yi Qixing was, so she just raised her head, as if she wanted to understand before she died because her life was coming to an end.

"Bu Xiangchen, you will not die."

Yi Qixing answered the wrong question, but Bu Xiangchen smiled awkwardly and let himself lie on the ground on his back: "Do you not believe that I like you?"

"I believe." Although the complex calculations of this love cannot be concealed, it cannot be denied that this love does exist.

"I also want to be like Qi Luosheng, but this world doesn't allow me to be like this." Muttering softly, Bu Xiangchen's eyes began to have some wandering thoughts.

"Heh..." With a sneer, Yi Qixing's spiritual consciousness was already preparing to float out of this bewitching wilderness.

"I know you don't like me being full of scheming, but when I want to turn back, I can't. This scheming is instinct, and I can survive by relying on instinct. I want to do it. You rejected me because I lived scheming. It's not fair to me."

This time Yi Qixing was too lazy to even speak, and Bu Xiangchen continued her distracted thinking: "Yes, you just don't like me, but I still can't stop the desire in my heart..." I am greedy for your coldness The tenderness that is inadvertently exposed under the pride, even if this tenderness has nothing to do with him, when I am most desperate, you are my last bit of warmth in the world, just like now, you who obviously will not appear, and should not appear, with With such a gesture, even if all you say to me is indifference and sarcasm, it can't cover up your tenderness towards me, even if it has nothing to do with love between men and women, even if it's just because I have been kind to you...

"You will not die." Coldly, with a firm tone: "Your antidote, I will take care of you, you..." Yi Qixing remembered the purple-clothed masked face he met for the first time in Tongtiandao The old Ce Menghou, although he only showed his eyebrows, but under the arrogant and stern eyebrows, he saw a trace of inferiority, and then he knew that this was a contradictory person.

No matter what kind of living environment created such a contradiction, from Yi Qixing's point of view, this person shouldn't be as lowly as an ant, but he didn't say anything about the rest, because no matter who he is, how he wants to live, Others have no right to comment, just like Qingdu has no self, just like...Qi Luosheng...

Bu Xiangchen smiled lightly, you see, this is the gentleness that belongs to Yi Qixing, although it does not belong to him, it can warm his heart and make him believe.

Just when the resentment left in Bu Xiangchen's eyes completely dissipated due to Yi Qixing, she felt her body was lifted out of thin air by a gentle force, and moved to the Phoenix Seat that she was about to crawl back to just now.

Before Yi Qixing floated out of the enchanting flood, the spiritual consciousness suddenly felt a sharp pain, and was sucked in by a suction force from nowhere. sound.

What unfolded in front of his eyes was the killing he was most familiar with and also the one he disliked the most, but once, as the peerless arrogance of the Zhanyun world, the killing was in his hands, but now, the killing was in the hands of others, and now The ones who were slaughtered were Kirasheng, Zuo Guang and another person he had never seen before.

Looking at Qi Luosheng's double-knife guarding and swaying the decisive killing and protection, looking at the people who risked their lives to delay time for them to leave, watching Qi Luosheng still choose the person he wanted to protect after struggling, what is it? The only thing Qi Xing can do is to use his remaining strength to stand behind Qi Luosheng when the scythe of death slashes down mercilessly, and when Qi Luosheng runs with all his heart to save his life for the person he protects .

The sword energy that came out of nowhere blocked the sharp edge of the god of death, and when Qi Luosheng felt the familiar sword intent and turned around in astonishment, he completely sent them out of the attack range...

Carrying the dying moment, Qi Luosheng didn't dare to stop, he didn't even dare to think about the origin of the sword energy that blocked him just now. , and now also weighed more than his life and ran all the way to Youmenglou.

Qi Luosheng, who has always been elegant and handsome, came to Youmeng Tower in a blood-clothed suit and carried Beigou Best Time on his back. He begged to see Bu Xiangchen just to save his life, and Bu Xiangchen lived up to his expectations. After that, the only request she made was Yi Qixing.

It's just that as soon as Yi Qixing's name was uttered from Bu Xiangchen's mouth, Qi Luosheng's face changed suddenly, and his figure turned into light and rushed out. Seeing this, Bu Xiangchen felt a bad premonition in his heart, and followed suit out.

Returning to the isolated island of floating blood besieged by Rainstorm Xinnu and Yan Da, Qi Luosheng turned around but didn't see the person he wanted to see, but at this time Bu Xiangchen stood in one place, Emei deeply frowned.

"Sure enough, it's Yi Qixing's sword energy..." Qi Luosheng caressed the deep marks, and he should feel relieved that he couldn't see anyone, but his uneasiness became more and more serious.

"Sure enough? What do you mean, that you didn't see him?"

"The situation was critical at that time. When I felt the sword energy, I only had time to turn around and see a blue light blocking the front of Rainstorm Heart Slave."

"You!" Bu Xiangchen glared, if she hadn't been concerned about whether this person was Qi Luosheng, or the Qi Luosheng whom Yi Qixing had always cared about, she would have killed him now!

"Eight Flowers Profound Truth, Heaven and Earth have spirits, and I am the only one who listens." Invoking the eighth-grade supernatural power, Bu Xiangchen used the supernatural powers to listen to the situation at that time through the spirit of the place, until he finished listening, Bu Xiangchen His face also became completely gloomy.

She doesn't believe it, she doesn't believe that not long ago, she told her with her spiritual consciousness that she would definitely not die, and Yi Qixing would face the danger of losing her soul...

"No self, where is Yi Qixing?" Seeing Bu Xiangchen's gloomy face, Qi Luosheng even called out Ce Menghou's name out of desperation.

However, as soon as Qi Luosheng asked the question, he received a palm that was neither light nor heavy and patted his heart.

Seeing Qi Luosheng who was vomited a few mouthfuls of blood and covering his heart because of the slap because he was unprepared, Bu Xiangchen suppressed the murderous intent in his heart for the sake of Yi Qixing.

Yi Qixing doesn't know whether she is alive or dead, this is the person Yi Qixing wants to protect even if her soul is gone... Repeatedly reminding herself like this in her heart, but the killing intent that she could barely suppress still swelled in her heart and made her whole body ache.

"Qi Luosheng, take good care of your own life. If Yi Qixing really loses the world because of your spiritual consciousness, then you can go and accompany him." After finishing speaking, Bu Xiangchen turned and left , she was afraid that if she stayed for a second longer, she would not be able to resist the killer...

"You...you...what do you mean by that?" Hearing the phrase 'spiritual consciousness is exhausted, there will be no heaven and earth', enduring the sharp pain in his heart, Qi Luosheng half kneeling on the ground suddenly stood up from the ground He wanted to hold Bu Xiangchen to ask for clarification, but when he raised his hand, he only held his hand full of nothingness...

The author has something to say: There is a kind of delusional madness that can actually end now (slapping the table!!!

Jiansu might as well sleep forever! ~(≧▽≦)/~

Out of sight is pure~~

By the way, it's been a long time again, and no one left a message on the previous one, I want to be angry! ! !