Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

In the days to come, he never had the chance to send this hairpin out...

When they left more than ten days ago, Bi Dongliu's face was a little pale, but he was still alive.

But I didn't expect to come back again, it's already an eternity between heaven and man.

Nie Liuxi's face was terribly pale, but there was not a single tear in her eyes.

There seemed to be flames burning in the depths of her dead eyes, she took out the brocade box and put it on him: "Bi Dongliu, this is yours, I don't want it! I don't want it! I don't want it! Did you hear that!" [

She took out the divorce letter from her sleeve again: "Bi Dongliu, did you see that this is the divorce letter you wrote to me with your own hands, and we have nothing to do with each other! What are you doing for me? ? Tell you, it's useless. I don't care about it!"

When it came to the last sentence, her voice was almost hoarse.

Her throat seemed to be choked: "Get up! Bitongliu, get up, get up and take back your things..."

She looked at him seriously, her dark eyes were like black holes, completely dark, without any reflection.

Bi Dongliu lay there quietly.

Rumo's eyebrows, tightly closed eyes, high nose bridge, cool thin lips, his brows are still slightly frowning.

Just like the knot in his heart that has never been stretched in these years.

Feng Lingyan's heart sank. At such a moment, it would be better for Nie Liuxi to cry.

Her appearance makes people want to comfort but can't comfort.

Turning to look at the warrior in blue who had been silently following him all this time: "How did Master Bi die? And why didn't he mourn?"

The seven-foot-tall warrior in green finally burst into tears: "Villa Master Bi tried his best to get this fairy grass, but he was also seriously injured. Let me explain a few words, then—"