The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

After all this, Shen Yanxiao sits in the middle of the circle and Xiu is beside her, as if sleeping.

She raised his head and gently put it on her knee, as if she was afraid of his restless sleep.

"No matter who let me come here, I want to say thank you. At the same time, I wish I could kill you." Shen Yanxiao looks at the sky. She doesn't know whether rebirth is a gift or punishment from heaven.

She was endowed with precious feelings that she had never had before, but in the end, she was cruelly destroyed.

"I don't care about you!" Shen Yanxiao takes a deep breath. She suddenly raises her hand. The white light condenses in her hand. She fiercely inserts the hand containing countless forces into her chest.

"Not rare." The blood overflowed from Shen Yanxiao's mouth. With her own strength, she crushed her soul. With the strength of constant leakage, she broke all the ornaments on her body!

Outside the barrier, the Allied forces witnessed Shen Yanxiao's crazy actions. They cried to make Shen Yanxiao stop, but their voices were completely isolated by Shen Yanxiao's barrier.

The necklace given by teacher yunqi is broken, and the sacred artifact made by her own hand is broken. Shen Yanxiao's breath is becoming weaker and weaker. She sees the multi melting pot on her wrist breaking and falling, the ring on her finger breaking and the things stacked in the ring, falling to the ground little by little, and then being a little bit of powder by her strength.

Wait, wait, I'll see you soon.

It's said that in the next life, there will be no less

Shen Yanxiao closed her eyes quietly, as if she had seen Xiu and his companions' familiar smiling faces. They seemed to be standing not far away, waiting for her.

Jingle a crisp sound, a destroyed bead from the ring rolling down, in the continuous impact of the surrounding forces, the bead suddenly split.

Dazzling light, from those cracks in the jet, the light is growing!

"My God! Satan, what a life you are Some were shocked and some helpless voices came out of the light.

The Alliance Army outside the barrier, with wide eyes, looked at the figure gradually revealed in the light.

It's a holy figure that people dare not look at. A long blond hair spreads randomly behind them, just like the golden sunshine, with a little light.

The man was in white, standing in the barrier, his golden eyes half narrowed, full of anguish.

He raised his head, his golden eyes fixed on the sunshine in the sky, held out his hand slightly, and put a light Black Mist in his hand.

"As long as I've been away, you're going to spoil the world. I told you long ago that Leah is not here. You can't play like this, can you? Oh, my God!! What did you do to my lovely children! Minor repairs! Little sun! Little dragon The man glanced at the figure on the ground, and his handsome face was twitching constantly.

He raised his hand and threw a golden light over every figure on the ground.

The light gradually disappeared in the people's bodies, gradually disappeared.

Shen Yanxiao feels that he will die soon, but a force from nowhere is hard to repair her broken soul. The speed of soul recovery is more terrible than the speed of her destruction!

I can't even die happily. God is playing with her!