Explosive favorite poisonous concubine: the black-bellied prince chases after his wife

Chapter 648
When the last ray of sunlight fell and the moonlight shrouded Yan'er Mountain, Shangguan Liangyue took a deep breath, stood up, walked forward and followed Hua Qingli's footsteps towards the top of the cloud.

"It's a good thing you're fine."

Changing Hua Manlou from carrying her on her shoulders to holding her across her shoulders, Hua Qingli walked in front and let out a sigh of relief.

Shangguan Liangyue twitched her lips, but couldn't laugh.

Now, she owed Huamanlou more than one o'clock or two o'clock.

Only then did he take the pulse, but the pulse was empty and his spiritual power was exhausted.

After taking a deep breath, Shangguan Liangyue walked a few steps quickly, caught up with Hua Qingli, looked down at Hua Manlou, who was covered in blood, and said, "He's not in a good condition, let's hurry up."

Hua Qingli glanced down, her thin lips pursed slightly.

Along the way, the two didn't say anything else.

Not long after, when they arrived at Yunding, Hua Qingli glanced at the enchantment, and the red rope triggered the ringing of the bell.

"come in!"

Daoist Chongwen's voice sounded, and Shangguan Liangyue's face turned pale.

Hua Qingli walked in front and didn't see her face.

Shangguan Liangyue clasped her palms tightly, and looked into the stone gate coldly with her clear eyes.

As night fell, no candles were lit inside the stone gate, and through the moonlight, Shangguan Liangyue entered the stone gate together with Hua Qingli.

A black-clothed Taoist priest with white beard and beard sat on the ice platform, palmed Buddha dust, eyes under a pair of white eyebrows looked at the person who came in, and nodded slightly.

Come down from the ice platform.

Hua Qingli placed Huamanlou on the ice platform, watched the blood clotted on the rags, turned to look at Shangguan Liangyue, the black pupils in the phoenix eyes shrank slightly.

"His spiritual power is exhausted, his internal energy is exhausted, and his pulse is vain."

Shangguan Liangyue pursed her lips tightly, spoke slowly, and looked at Huamanlou on the ice platform.

Dao Chongwen let out a long sigh, put his hands on his veins, closed his eyes and listened for a while, then turned to her and said, "I'm afraid the idiot will die. If you have anything to say, please say it as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked outside the stone gate.

Shangguan Liangyue was startled, her lips parted slightly, unable to speak.

She stretched out her hand and lingered above his monstrous face, but couldn't touch it.

With tightly closed eyes, the jade-colored cheeks were covered with blood, and the bright red gown was torn and stuck with blood.

The huge contrast between paleness and bright red made Shangguan Liangyue speechless for a while.

The slender fingers stayed on his face for a long time and did not retract.

Hua Qingli turned around, walked out slowly, and leaned against the stone gate.

Shangguan Liangyue knew that he had already walked out the door.

Looking at Hua Manlou lying on the ice platform, two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks.

This time, he really couldn't do it.

The hand slowly fell, caressing his monstrous face.

across his eyebrows, his eyes.

When we first met, those ice blue eyes just looked at her straight, with curiosity and cynicism.

Again and again, she got help from him.

She never said thanks, and he never asked for it.

The building is full of flowers.

What should I do with you.

Scenes flashed by.

In the end, it was fixed on his unbridled arrogance and determination on that evil face.

"Shangguan Liangyue, I will never give up on you."

Today, this sentence has become the last words.

Shangguan Liangyue's heart tightened and it hurt a lot.

There are some words that she can no longer say to him, and the facts can no longer be reproduced.

At the time of the stele, the past of 3000 years seemed to be replayed before my eyes.

"In the next life, don't meet me again, Huamanlou, goodbye."

A drop of tear fell straight on his monstrous face, flushing out a thousand years of past from the blood in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)