The wind of the thunderbolt

"Huo Zhai Buddha Prison is really a long-lost homeland!" On the ancient veins of Panlong, the corners of Hou Kaixuan's mouth turned up, evoking a charming arc. This man exuding a dark aura is probably his true face.Looking at the underground passage that was blasted by the explosion - the dark abyss of blood.Jump down and walk down the way back to Huo Zhai Buddha Prison.

"Well, I haven't been back for a long time, I didn't expect it to be the same as before." Hou Kaixuan smiled and browsed the surrounding things, but his footsteps did not stop.Huo Zhai Buddha Prison is at the bottom of the Four Chess World, and resources are scarce, which will inevitably lead to looting. There is no kindness in Huo Zhai Buddha Prison, but that person—perhaps the only exception.

"Hou is back!" There was a strange sound wave on the empty road, but there was no one in sight.

Hundreds of ghosts sang in unison, greeted and sent off in unison, showing the noble and extraordinary identity of the triumphant prince,

"Welcome to the Lord of Triumph~!" Then the same strange tone sounded again, and the greetings continued one after another until after the victory, he slowly walked into the weird door at the end. No one opened the door until the figure of the Lord of Triumph disappeared in the dark In the depths, the welcome sound gradually faded away, and everything just now was an illusion.

"You're back~!" In the dark cave, suddenly the lights came on!A low-pitched male voice sounded from the main hall of Jumang City, his tone as cold as an iceberg was chilling to hear!

The triumphant marquis slowly observes the surroundings, and it really remains the same as it was 300 years ago. On the main seat of the main hall, the man in black is lying horizontally, his gaze is deep and contemptuous, his inner strength is unfathomable.It is the unmoving owl of the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison for a hundred years-the Curse World Lord.

On the other seat on the lower left side of him sat a gorgeous woman, her red lips were like blood, her eyes were captivating, her iceberg-like expression showed her tough methods, she was still in her prime - Tai Xigong ,.

"I've seen the king!" The triumphant Hou knelt down and stood up, walking towards the empty seat under the right side of the Cursed Lord. It seemed that no one had been sitting on this chair for a long time, and there was a lot of dust. The breeze took away the dust on the seats.Hou Kaixuan sat down slowly.

"Cherish the glory of your return!" Tai Xigong covered his mouth and smiled lightly.

Hou Kaixuan frowned at the barbed words. "Failure means death in a foreign country, can I not try my best?" The indifferent tone made it impossible to explore his emotions.

The corner of Taixi Gong's mouth turned up, and he sneered slightly: "That was your own choice in the first place, for..."

"Enough!" The man on the throne interrupted the meaningless quarrel, "Can your pleasantries be over?"

The two people under the seat stopped their private turmoil, and quietly waited for the next words of the Cursed World Lord.

"Start now~" The man on the throne straightened up slowly, looking forward, the sharpness in his eyes made one dare not look directly at him, "This meeting of aggression against the plight~".

After breaking the protective barrier he had set up, Nanfeng Bujing, who returned from a great victory, walked into Liuchu Piaoying, and saw the familiar figure standing in the pavilion.

"Are you awake?" Nan Feng Bujing grinned and walked forward.

Hearing the call, Xiang Ling turned around slowly, but seeing her beautiful eyes streaming with affection, her face looked tired. "As soon as I woke up and saw myself drifting away, I knew—you must have saved me again."

Seeing the beauty's tired expression, the sensitive Nan Feng Bujing immediately thought of something—"I saved you, but you don't seem very happy." How much more can I do to make you happy?

"You think too much, I didn't intend to do that." Xiang Ling hurriedly replied, she didn't want the people in front of her to misunderstand again, but she forgot why she had to explain in such a hurry, maybe she didn't want to see that ray of sadness on his face! "Thank you, but I'm going to find Sister Cui. Farewell."

Nanfeng Bujing took a step forward and pulled Xiang Ling's wrist. "I'll give you a ride!"

Sighing, Xiang Ling bowed and replied: "No, but thank you for your kindness. Your kindness has been too much for me, and I can't bear it anymore." Gently pulling out his wrist, Xiang Ling Ling didn't dare to look at Nan Feng Bujing's face again.

"Is my kindness just a burden to you?!" Why did my heart start to ache again, this painful feeling is so uncomfortable that I am about to die, "Also a loser in the emotional field, Han Yancui is still I can guard you by your side as a friend, but I—do I not even have the qualifications to care? Xiangling, how far do I have to go?!" Maybe it was infected by Nanfeng Bujing's sad tone, As the autumn wind passes by, the peach blossoms wither one after another.

"You know you want more than just friends, how can I pretend not to see your feelings and treat you as a friend?" Xiang Ling couldn't explain the reason for the sense of loss in her heart, and turned around, "Our past intersection , was a mistake, I can't change the past, but I can choose to walk out of your future." It's just the time to meet!Forgive me, the south wind does not compete...

"No~!" Nanfeng Bujing could no longer restrain himself, hugged Xiang Ling from behind, and locked her tightly in his arms, "If possible, I want to lock you where I can see, I hope Every day I wake up, I can see the sun, and you. "To you, am I meaningless at all?" Resting his head on Xiangling's shoulder, Nanfeng Bujing's tone was a little unsteady, his heart was beating so fast, and a small sense of satisfaction rose in his heart , Nanfeng Bujing tightened his hands, afraid that the warmth would turn into ice cold again~!

Xiang Ling was stunned by this sudden move, and immediately came to his senses.When he was about to push away the person behind him, he felt the familiar aura coming from behind him, and thought of Nan Feng Bujing's sad expression, he immediately hesitated.

Thinking that this is silent encouragement, Nanfeng Bujing hugged him even tighter...

Xiang Ling felt the heavy breathing from his neck, and the hot air he exhaled was blowing on those pink and delicate ears, and his fair skin began to turn pink.His mood began to fluctuate, and Xiang Ling felt inexplicably irritable, and turned around and pushed Nan Feng Bu Jing away. "That~um~ I don't mean what you think. My heart has always been the master of Fengxiu." how nice

Hearing Xiang Ling's straightforward words, Nan Feng Bujing was so jealous that he lost his mind: "It turns out that I have always been your burden, and it is a mistake you have to correct, okay! Then let's go to the end~ I saved you, then you are my woman, I won't let you go!"

"You~!" Xiang Ling was ashamed and angry, tears filled her eyes for a while, "Why are you always so extreme? I just... hey! Is there a day when I will never sit down and talk with you calmly? ?”

Hearing Xiangling's sobs, Nanfeng Bujing was in a state of confusion for a moment, and hurriedly wiped the tears from her face with his hands clumsily, "This is the first time you cry because of it, I didn't expect It’s such a scene, don’t cry, it’s my fault~!”

"How much do I have to avoid before you let go?" Xiang Ling closed her eyes, letting the tears flow wantonly on her face.

"Seeing you cry makes my heart break..." Nanfeng Bujing's heart feels like being cut by a knife at this moment. It turns out that I have always been your burden, no matter~ "Okay! Xiang Ling, stop crying, okay? Three days , stay with me for three days, can you try to love me during these three days? Even if you can’t, please—pretend to love me, okay? After three days, I will set you free.”

Opening his eyes, looking at Nan Feng Bujing's deep eyes, Xiang Ling nodded for no reason, as if agreeing to this last indulgence. '300 years ago, it took me three days to fall in love with a wedge, but now, it takes me three days to make you forget me'

Three days later, she bid farewell to this relationship completely. Although Nan Feng Bu Jing felt heartbroken, she knew that it would be futile to force her.

I let you go, let me go too~

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