Qinglian Snow Heavy

Being afraid of other people's eyes, and being able to face natural disasters calmly, does this mean that Jiarui and Qinglian have finally untied their knots and come together again?Tong Jingyu felt relieved, Qinglian should show her face if this is the case, she smiled slightly, and the blade of Feijing fell to the ground slumped along the blood gully in her palm.The people below the city tower had not heard the slightest sound for a long time. They were all stunned to see the two men standing side by side in the wind and thunder until they embraced and kissed each other.My own king kissed the man under the wrath of the sky, so the previous rumors about the seduction and confusion of the evildoer, the emperor's broken sleeves and stupidity, are they true or false?However, if a man's forbidden love is really not tolerated by the gods of heaven and earth, why is it that looking up is so harmonious and commensurate, and even the overturned heaven has become a foil?Jiarui and Qinglian kissed indulgently, and Qinglian's lips were dyed bright red through love, full of the vivid colors of life and hope.The persistent kiss eventually suffocated Jia Rui, and her slightly parted lips were reluctant to leave. Seeing this, Qinglian finally found a chance to kiss back. At this point today, this love is no longer just Jia Rui alone. things.Qinglian, whose skills were blunt, was a little at a loss, hooked Jia Rui's neck with both hands, and didn't let go of the warmth on her lips, without any skills.Just carefully rubbing, rubbing, mixing body fluid, and feeding breath, Qinglian thought that she would be like Jiarui, since she took this step, even if the world is not destroyed in the next moment, she must respond to this feeling .The angry wind is singing for them, and the thunder and lightning are shining for them. When everything becomes a floating cloud in the eyes, there will be no more obstacles. Even if there is a big crisis, I believe that the two can work together to get through it.The messy strands of hair in the wind are entangled with each other, just like the hearts entangled with each other, erratic but inseparable. "Zheng——" suddenly broke the lingering affection between the two of them, this sound was particularly abrupt in today's strange mania and tranquility, like the last sound made by breaking the strings, vibrating away The tragic aftertaste that never returns.Jiarui and Qinglian let go of their intertwined limbs and turned around to look back. They saw Feijing's sword drinking blood and cold stars, while Tong Jingyu was leaning on the city wall and slowly sliding down.Seeing that Qinglian was about to say something, but Tong Jingyu couldn't make a sound at this moment. Today, she forced herself to break through the encirclement, and suffered serious internal injuries under the ruthless fists and feet.It was supposed to take a good rest and recuperate, but Tong Jingyu struggled to protect Jiarui and Qinglian after waking up, and came to guard them.In order to prevent Jiarui from committing suicide and apologizing, Tong Jingyu reluctantly lifted his breath to block the use of martial arts, causing internal injuries like a collapsed embankment, and the broken viscera mixed with blood vomited out of Tong Jingyu's mouth.When she saw that the person who loved extremely but also hated extremely had let go of her previous suspicions, and that Jiarui's move was actually using her own actions to make a promise to Qinglian in front of the gods and the people, Tong Jingyu felt aggrieved. Finally fell.Qinglian and Jiarui stand side by side, who else in the world can be as compatible as the two in front of them, competing with the wind, cloud, thunder and lightning?This is so good, Tong Jingyu tried hard to give Qinglian a smile, but the corners of her mouth were smeared by the gushing blood in a slump, she closed her eyes gently, and put on that smile.When the first mouthful of blood was spit out, there was actually a misty gray in front of my eyes, the sky was dyed blood red, but the shadows nearby were blurred and obscure, but now I can’t see it when I close my eyes.Tong Jingyu didn't want to just fall down like this, because he knew that Qinglian would be sad, but when he pressed his hands against it, only two deep red bloodstains remained on the rough city wall. "No, brother Yu—" Qinglian ran towards Tong Jingyu recklessly, but unexpectedly, the long hair tightly wrapped around Jiarui's wrist was torn into strands and caught in the strong wind in a short while. .Tong Jingyu fell in a pool of blood in front of Qinglian, unable to distinguish between life and death, why did the last half of a relieved smile look so lonely and terrified.It is impossible for Qinglian not to understand Tong Jingyu's protection and cherished love until now, but both Qinglian and Tong Jingyu chose to bury it deep in their hearts, and no one mentioned it. Negative guilt.How could Qinglian accept what she saw in front of her eyes? Qinglian cried out in despair, just like the last mournful cry of the god who fell into hell. She had clearly seen the light, but it turned into overwhelming darkness one step away. "Jing Yu..." Jia Rui murmured, the broken hair in the air brushed his eyes, Jia Rui didn't take another step forward.Qinglian threw herself on Tong Jingyu's body, and the sound of mourning was full of despair. At this moment, Jiarui could no longer dominate Tong Jingyu as before. Perhaps this was the last farewell between the two.Jia Rui turned her back, feeling desolate in her heart, how much of Tong Jingyu's tainted blood was due to herself, and how much scheming and planning did she put into the monarch-subject oath she made with Fei Jingdi that day?If it hadn't been for his own intentional death just now, how could Tong Jingyu have been injured like this regardless of everything? Although it was for the sake of the world, it was for his own life after all.In this way, he owed Qinglian another debt, how should he repay the debt, and Jiarui's heart sank.Are you used to the people behind you just fall down like this?Jia Rui raised his eyes, looked at the ever-changing sky, and sighed in his heart, the gods are born in the sky, so your punishment is far more than that.Qinglian's mourning and wailing scattered into the wind, and her desperate crying dimmed the color of the whole world and changed time and space.Lightning rolls up the clouds, and the gloomy sky is like a rag torn by lightning. When the thick clouds are peeled away, there is a gap in the blue sky. The bright and bright sunlight is scattered, illuminating the flying dust in the sky, and attracting the attention of the towers. The people cheered for a while.The sunlight at this time was like a hope of survival from a desperate situation, and the common people, including Jia Rui, couldn't hide their excitement.It's a pity that the bright light, the sun that pinned hope is only a short moment.Although the thick cloud did not close, the light of the day revealed at this moment was swallowed up by a black shadow, and the eclipse disaster seemed to evolve at this moment.The people who were cheering before were all screaming in horror, "Natural disaster—" "Eclipse of the sun—" "Ah—" The tower was in chaos.The sunlight was bit by bit swallowed by the shadows, Jiarui supported the city wall and quietly looked up at the fading light, lamenting in his heart, what was supposed to come had finally come.But for a while, the sky was as dark as a moonless night, pitch black, only the lightning flashed across the sky, like the ghostly light in hell, full of death.In the dark, the city tower was as quiet as dead ashes, Qinglian had already cried on Tong Jingyu and fainted, she was silent, Jiarui sighed, this is fine, Qinglian will not see such an end-time disaster.The desperate and chaotic screams gradually subsided when the eclipse moon slowly receded. It was okay at last. The guards kept their duties. The chaotic people finally did not cause any big trouble.But as the dark moon moved away, the sunlight that had just struggled out was quickly covered by the dark clouds that pushed aside, and then the sky and the earth were gray again.Suddenly there was a strong wind, and the thunder rolled in the low clouds, and the force of lightning seemed to smash everything in the world.There were rustling sounds all around, as if the floating ash suddenly gained weight, and it fell on people's faces, causing coldness. Before people could react in the dark, the small ice beads suddenly turned into Fist-sized ice cubes fell from the sky one after another.The sharp edges and corners are as sharp as ice picks, and the places they go are not only bloody, but also damaged and broken, without missing a single place.The original screams under the city tower turned into wailing one after another. In the open city square, ice skates fell from the sky, making people have nowhere to hide.All of a sudden, the people and guards became chaotic, and they fled in all directions in a panic under the dark sun, which eventually turned into a chaotic scene of squeezing and trampling each other, which eventually turned into a disaster.

195、Cut hair...

The ice as hard as a rock hit him painfully, but Jia Rui still looked up at the dark sky without avoiding it, the corners of his eyebrows were pierced by the ice pick, and blood trickled down his cheeks like blood tears. Shocking.Although the clouds closed, the sky was no longer as dark as lacquer ink, as dark as before, with a dead gray of despair.It’s just that the people and guards who fell down were everywhere under the city tower. The hail was melted away by the heat of the corpses, leaving behind shallow pools of blood. Go back to the city square to rescue them.The thunder in my ears gradually disappeared at this time, replaced by the dull sound of hailstones falling. The people who were still clamoring under the city tower a moment ago, the living ones had already scattered to avoid it, and those who had no time to escape probably died in the chaos. .At this time of doomsday, no one dared to be exposed to the world, only three people remained, Jia Rui, Qing Lian and Tong Jingyu.The ice blade slammed on the body mercilessly, and the guards under the eaves saw their king and superiors not knowing how to avoid the natural disaster, and they were very anxious, but they didn't dare to get close because of the presence of Qinglian, who didn't know whether she was a monster or not.On the contrary, Wang Li saw that this was not an option, rushed out of the hailstone and tried to offend the emperor first, but was stunned by the look of blood and tears.Jia Rui didn't say anything, but the awe-inspiring and domineering aura exuding from his whole body made Wang Li dare not take a step forward, so he had to retreat carefully.The clouds are still rolling in the sky, but the sky without thunder and lightning makes people feel more and more dark and quiet, as if this is a land that has been despised.Jia Rui took a step forward, bent down to pick up the famous Feijing sword soaked in blood, and held a sword flower, a star of cold light trembled, and countless overlapping blood-colored phantoms flashed on the sword. "Your Majesty—" Wang Li's old voice came, and Jia Rui