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Chapter 460 Love and Hate Are Dead Only Pain
Heng Li, whose head was down, raised his head when he heard the sound, and he clearly saw the silver needle flying towards him, obviously he could block it as soon as he made a move.

But Heng Li didn't know what was wrong and didn't move at all.

Instead, it was Qi Luo who trembled violently the moment he saw Heng Li's eyes.

When facing herself, even when she said "she will forget me", Heng Li's demeanor was as usual, but her eyes wavered slightly.

He is so calm, so full of city, hiding all dissatisfaction and pain without a trace.

However, at the moment when Qi Luo left and turned her head, it was clear that Heng Li's eyes were reddened to the bottom.

This will not make Qi Luo tremble.

What really made her heart tremble was when she saw Heng Li's eyes, so confused, so desperate, so helpless.

Like a child who has lost its mother in the sea of ​​people, like a blind man who has just regained his light and then fallen into darkness again.

That look made Qi Luo feel that she took away his piece of sky.

In the next second, the silver needle pierced into Heng Li's heart, and was pulled out immediately.

When it returned to Qi Luo's hand again, blood beads hung on the silver needle.

That was Heng Li's painstaking effort.

Qi Luo took out a jade bottle about the size of a little finger knuckle, and poured the blood from the steel needle into it.

"You and Jing Shi Maha are really alike, and you will always confuse people."

Qi Luo put down this sentence coldly, turned around and left, but the fists beside her were clenched.

Even though she was destroyed to such an extent by the hypocrites of the Jing Shi family, the look in Heng Li's eyes just now clearly shook her heart.

It made her wonder for a second whether she had done too much.

However, it was this wavering that made Qiluo firm, and Jing Shijialan was by no means a mediocre person.

No matter in terms of aptitude or ruthlessness, compared to Jing Shimaha, Jing Shijialan is only superior, not inferior.

What's more, on Jing Shijialan's body, there is still the seal of Ku Zhuan.

If he didn't have the seal of Ku Zhuan, Qi Luo wouldn't even force him like this.

But Jing Shajialan, who has the seal of Ku Zhuan, carries the whole world on his back.

If Wanyan really endangered him one day, then in order to save his own life and the world, no matter how painful and unbearable he was, he would definitely choose to sacrifice Wanyan without hesitation.

And that day will surely come.

Therefore, Qi Luo must take Wanyan away from that scary boy.

In the confusion and confusion, Qi Luo unexpectedly saw Chun Yu Qi walking towards her.

She was wearing a light pink dress, still so dignified and gentle, with a smile in her eyes.

She walked towards Qiluo, calling her out with a young girl's joy in her voice.

"Qi Luo, Qi Luo, long time no see, you may have forgotten me."

The voice was ethereal and far away, Qi Luo's heart warmed when he heard it, and he also ran towards Chunyu Qi.

However, both of them were running towards each other, but the distance between them was getting longer and longer.

"Ah Qi! Ah Qi! Wait for me!"

Qi Luo became anxious and shouted at her.

However, with a sudden look in his eyes, Chunyu Qi fell to the ground, and there was a huge hand on her head, completely covering her in the shadow.

"Qi Luo! Qi Luo!"

Chunyu Qi desperately stretched out his hand to Qi Luo, his face was full of tears, the despair in his eyes was like a sea of ​​mist, and he burst into tears with every cry.

Qi Luo tried her best to run towards her, but felt that she was getting farther and farther away from her, so she could only shout: "Ah Qi! Run! Run!"

In the shadows, Chunyu Qi's figure gradually became void and transparent, and finally disappeared.

But her heartbroken voice still echoed in the space.

"I can't escape...I can't escape..."

Desperate, but not surprised, as if he knew it a long time ago.

"Ah Qi!" Qi Luo looked at the pure white world that was once again empty in front of her eyes, and looked around, but there was no such gentle girl in the world anymore.

And Qi Luo's eyes were filled with tears at some point.

At this time, a young man in light yellow brocade clothes came towards Qi Luo.

"Chilo."

He called her with a smile, it was a boy's voice, but he had an indistinguishable face.

He is heroic and delicate, high-spirited, walks upright and sits upright, with tenderness in his brows and eyes.

"Warm sleep!"

Tears welled up in Qi Luo's eyes. After 20 years, she finally met the person who had tried everything to protect her all her life.

However, in the next second, the green young man disappeared, and there was only an ice man lying in the ice coffin, his eyebrows and eyes covered with frost.

"Feng Wenmian!"

Qi Luo shouted at him hoarsely, but she couldn't wake up a person who was always asleep.

At this moment, footsteps gradually sounded, and a person walked slowly at the junction of darkness and chaos.

With tears in her eyes, Qi Luo went to look, but only saw a vague figure.

However, that figure was like a boulder hitting Qi Luo's head, smashing her internal organs.

That was the only man Qi Luo had ever loved in his life, and he was also the one Qi Luo hated to the core.

The man walked and walked, but he still couldn't get out of the darkness.

Qi Luo yelled and yelled, but she still couldn't say that name out of her mouth.

In the end, Qi Luo couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to the ground with tears like rain.

"Qi Luo, in this life, in the next life, and in eternity, I will have no face to see you again."

The people in the darkness are talking to themselves in silence, the voice is only infatuation, no guilt, and suddenly turns, all emotions are destroyed, leaving only madness.

"I just hope that in the next life, we can go to hell together."

In the darkness, the outline of the man disappeared, leaving only a tall frame with the outline of a cross, on which was tied a gaunt human skin.

Beside the cross, stands the back of a young man.

It was exactly the same as that man's back, thin but powerful, straight and unreasonable.

After that, there was a dead silence, only a field of ashes, an ice coffin, and a piece of human skin remained.

In the end, both love and hate are dead.

Qi Luo was the only one left, wrapped more and more tightly in the mist, unable to find any direction or hope.

"Ah-ah-ah!"

In Qi Luo's heart, great love and great hatred were mixed together, leaving her heart with nothing but pain and collapse.

She shouted hoarsely and ran away with all her strength, but she couldn't escape the fog. Instead, she sank deeper and deeper, only tears flowed more and more, and the despair in her heart became more and more powerful.

At this moment, a voice rang in Qi Luo's ear.

"Qi Luo, Qi Luo!"

It was a steady male voice, he whispered Qi Luo's name over and over again.

Different from the ethereal and distant voices of the previous few people, this time the voice was extraordinarily real.

It was so real that as the voice came, the mist in front of Qi Luo's eyes actually subsided bit by bit.

The dream gradually faded, Qi Luo opened her eyes suddenly, tears were unwrapped, rolling down from the corners of Qi Luo's eyes.

(End of this chapter)