The wind of the thunderbolt

do you died?

This - is heaven?

With blood on my hands—will I still go to heaven?

Heh~ Is it hell?

If the south wind does not compete in this life, there will be no regrets!

But why is the body so soft, all the limbs seem to be frozen.Why can't I move~!Is this punishment from hell?

It seems that there is a figure hovering in front of him all the time, trying to open his eyes, but unable.

Is it Lingqing? ——Sure enough, I was dreaming.

If there is her in this dream, can I never wake up again?

The gentle touch touched Nan Feng Bujing's face, making him lose his mind for a moment - this taste~ the taste engraved deep in his mind- is her exclusive taste...

This dream came so real, so real that Nanfeng didn't want to and didn't dare to doubt this illogical thing anymore.

The gentleness in this dream, even if there are thousands of people, I will go~!

This is not a dream, Xiangling has really rushed back~ I have been working tirelessly for the king for ten days, and finally I have stolen half a month of leisure.For the promise that day, Xiang Ling rushed to Liuchu Piaoying without taking a break.

After waiting all night, the person he had been thinking about appeared in front of his eyes—but it almost broke his liver and gallbladder!

The moment Nanfeng Bujing fell down—Xiang Ling even stopped breathing!

Xiang Ling didn't even dare to think about it—there would be no scene of his existence in the future.

Is it true that God treats lovers favorably?The south wind does not compete, but it is still alive.While Xiangling rejoiced that God was pitying her, a ray of confusion also flashed in her heart - her heart began to be confused...

"I'm really lucky, am I not... I was loved by my father and king when I was young, and I was supported by my elder brother. When I grow up, I can find the person I love, but I can be loved so tenderly by you. I am really lucky to have such an infatuated person." You, fall in love with me who is so ruthless." Xiang Ling wiped the blood on his face for Nan Feng Bu Jing, and carefully applied medicine to the wound.

"Is this the guidance given to me by God, or is it a kind of chance? Originally, the three-day agreement was fulfilled-we would be strangers from now on. But God prevented us from completing it. We obviously wanted to rush back to fulfill the agreement, but It’s God’s trick. Now—you dragged your life back to Liuchu Piaoying, and let me catch up with you to heal your wounds. It’s such a coincidence—but it’s also God’s gift .” Xiang Ling is very grateful that she has spiritual healing.

Nanfeng Bujing tried to move his fingers, but found it was futile. He wanted to let her know that he was safe, but the honesty of his frail body made him so powerless that he could only lie on the bed and listen to Xiang Ling talking to himself.This is probably the happiest day in Nan Feng Bujing's life. The ecstasy of being recognized by the person he loves the most for his devotion all this time makes him a little at a loss as to what to do.

Just one word, even if you die, you will have no regrets!

"Now my hands are full of blood. I am no longer kind..." Xiang Ling's tone was a little choked up. "It turns out that the road that Brother Wang has been walking is so difficult. From now on, I will spend my whole life on the Killing Broken Island. Feng Qing, the only thing I owe is to repay it in the next life."

say something?What are you talking about?Nanfeng Bujing tried his best to concentrate on listening to Xiang Ling's words, but his drowsy brain made him frowned in annoyance.

Smoothing the wrinkles on Nan Feng Bu Jing's brow, Xiang Ling leaned down and stayed on Nan Feng Bu Jing's lips like a dragonfly touching water, until the venom was completely absorbed. "I owe you this, let me repay you little by little~! It's a pity that it's only half a month."

"I have already lost my husband... I don't want to lose you too... I have lost him, I have already lost him..." Xiang Ling and Xie Zi will never see each other again in this life.A few warm tears ran across her delicate face.Who will stop this endless sorrow?

Xiang Ling stood up, trying to fetch water for Nanfeng Bujing to wipe his sweaty cheeks, but unexpectedly, he was grabbed by a warm hand. "Are you awake?!" A beautiful smile appeared on Xiang Ling's face.

Did God really hear my prayer?

Nanfeng Bujing tried his best to support his frail body but found that he couldn't do what he wanted. "I...you..." Nan Feng Bujing's hoarse voice made him startle.

"Your injury is very serious, it's still morning, you should sleep a little longer." Xiang Ling comforted him in a warm voice as he wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve. "I'll fetch water for you."

Nanfeng Bujing couldn't make a sound for a while, so he had to hold Xiangling's hand tightly, sweating profusely.

"you……".Xiang Ling looked at Nan Feng Bu Jing and immediately understood. "I won't leave, you go to sleep, I will always be here."

Nanfeng Bujing didn't speak, but fixed his eyes on Xiangling with a shocking persistence.

Xiang Ling held Nan Feng Bujing's hand tightly, whispered in his ear, "Trust me, Feng Qing."

The corner of Nanfeng Bujing's mouth twitched into a slight smile, and finally closed his eyes with peace of mind, let the weakness invade his mind, and slowly fell asleep.

He just held her hand, but he refused to let go.

A drop of warm tears fell on the clenched hands, and the drops scattered.

this tear,

Is it joy, or sadness?

Approaching the junction of the Slaughtering Broken Island and the Tower of Mercy, Han Yancui quietly waited for the reply from the informant of the Tower of Mercy.

Is it true that he has no destiny with her in this life?

Being this hostage is for the sake of the country, but it has my own selfishness - you can go and see her when you pass by Killing Broken Island.It's a pity...the last side was never seen.

All the people in the world, let me meet you and fall in love with you in this vast sea of ​​people, I am already grateful.

Is the love of two women really not allowed by God?Let us meet again and again but miss again and again.

With her right hand, Han Yancui tightly grasped the skirt of her left heart, her face was pale with pain.

When the day when Huo Zhai Buddha Prison fights against Slaughter Broken Island, I will completely lose her...

Han Yancui can no longer imagine asking for Xiang Ling's forgiveness, and she should understand the ending of this story when she embarks on this road of no return.

Looking at the boats approaching from the Poluo Sea in the distance, Han Yancui understood——

Once you step on it, you can't go back...

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