Beauty's Devil Guard

At this time, Xiao Yi's heart is like a knife. Unspeakable suffering, like a fishbone stuck in the throat.

Yue Zang Feng is now acting first and then playing. Xiao Yi has no choice. Everything has been pushed to this step by yuezang Feng. He wanted to give the last chance to escape to yuezang Feng, but yuezang Feng had already taken the lead and gave the only chance to escape to Xiaoyi.

Originally, Xiao Yi was trapped in the sea of fire. Yuezang Feng, as his rival, can take Su Meiran away with him. However, the final result is that yuezang Feng has come back to help Xiao Yi and Su Meiran. But he is about to bury himself in this sea of fire.

"Quick, quick." At this time, Yue Zang Feng, looking at Xiao Yi, was already worried: "don't let my efforts go to waste, don't let Mei ran suffer. The biggest wish of my life is to make her happy. "

This is the most infatuated man in the world.

And in this world, there is a kind of great love called completion, called letting go.

Xiao Yi is dripping tears, like a dragonfly skimming water. The tip of the foot quickly points on the chest of yuezang Feng, and the whole body rises quickly with the help of the force

like a big eagle, it rises again over the sea of fire and moves rapidly.

Or Xiao Yi accompany the moon to hide front fall, disappear in this sea of fire. Or, at the cost of Yue Zang Feng's life, he can get a chance to escape.

If Xiao Yi dies with Yue Zang Feng in this sea of fire, he will live up to his good intentions. So, yuezang Feng will not let himself go as a ghost.

For Xiao Yi, it is the respect for yuezang Feng's decision and the recognition of yuezang Feng's whole life.

Between men, sometimes it's easier to understand.

Xiao Yi knows how to do it at this time. Yuezang Feng will be a little happier. Moon hidden front is really calm down in this sea of fire clock, peace of mind to leave.

This is the same for Xiaofeng and Suquan.

The fire was burning, and the whole flame swept the moon front like a flood.

"Ask the world, what is love, direct education life and death together? The north and south of the world double fly guest, old wings several times cold and heat. Joy and bitterness of parting make us more infatuated. You should have a voice. The clouds are thousands of miles away, the snow is thousands of mountains, and only the shadow goes to whom... "

Xiao Yi, who flies high above the sea of fire, vaguely hears the last words of yuezang Feng.

Immediately, the sea of fire began to crackle. The whole person of yuezang Feng is burning in the raging fire. The skin of the whole body begins to crack and give off bursts of burnt meat.

Torn heart crack lung of affliction, month hide front is to close an eye however, motionless. No movement, no struggle. The smile on the corner of the mouth looks so quiet.

The gate of heaven has been opened for him. Yue Zang Feng gradually lost his intuition in the sea of fire, the last picture in his mind. How many years ago, in the classroom, he took a small fan, gently tapping Su Meiran's head. Su Meiran let out a coquettish anger, immediately turned around and saw that it was herself, with a smile like a flower.

The sea of fire engulfs the moon hidden front.

In my life, I'm proud, smart and amazing. Now it's a rich young master who spends a lot of money. However, at the end of the day, yuezang Feng decided to end his life in this way.

Sigh, hero sad beauty pass.

Now Xiao Yi is carrying the will of yuezang Feng. Tears rolled down, the whole body up and down clothes floating. The last bit of Jiulong's true Qi is still unbridled extravagance.

The body is like an arrow leaving the string. For such a moment, Xiao Yi is so eager to survive.

As Mirs spread their wings, Xiao Yi finally reached the edge of the sea of fire. However, the whole person has no strength. The last bit of real Qi has been squandered.

Xiao Yi's body falls sharply.

Xiao Yi is engulfed by the sea of fire. The heat wave makes Xiao Yi feel weak all over. Then, the scalding temperature makes Xiao Yi unable to breathe at all

he is a little sober in his body, and secretly tells himself that he must go out alive.

However, the whole body has been unable to move.

Xiao Yi bites his lower lip, and the intense pain stimulates Xiao Yi's numb soul. After Xiao Yi was stunned, he finally took a deep breath, and immediately the whole person rolled in the place, his body became a ball, and rolled to the fire overseas.

The skin on the body has been burned.

The strong smell of scorch, like barbecue, sent out.

The whole body up and down, every place, is a severe pain up. Xiao Yi is still only with the last bit of perseverance, the last belief. Urge the body, rolling in the sea of fire, rolling out.

One roll, another roll.

Xiao Yi finally tumbled out of the fire.The heat wave finally disappeared.

Instead, there is a cool air on the grass. Like rain moistening the dry land for a long time, Xiao Yi's whole body began to absorb it spontaneously.

The fire is still burning, sitting on the grass. Up and down the whole body, the exhausted Jiulong Qi in the body began to work spontaneously. Between heaven and earth, the faint air of heaven and earth. At this time, also quietly into Xiaoyi's body, moistening Xiaoyi's damaged body.

The night was silent, only the fire crackled.

The fire burned the rest of the buano family. Similarly, the moon hidden front was burned completely, and there were no bones.

fortunately, the fire did not spread away, leading to the disappearance of the mountains.

Time passed quietly, the fire began to weaken slowly. At the beginning, all the gasoline that was poured inside had burned up. These dead trees, too, have all been reduced to ashes.

Xiao Yi sat on the grass at the edge of the fire, motionless. Like an old monk, his mind has entered a state of emptiness. For the five elements, for life and death, Xiao Yi gradually has a way of his own.

The Kowloon Sutra has been completed.

In Xiao Yi's eyes, everything in the world has its own true meaning.

Su Meiran and Zhong qianmei in the distance sat on the ground exhausted. After waiting for a long time, Zhong qianmei finally had some anxieties and said, "no, what happened? Otherwise, let's go and have a look."

Su Meiran pondered for a while, looking at the road when she came.

There, there are two men. One is Su Meiran's favorite man, the other is Su Meiran's favorite man.

Now Su Meiran's heart is very heavy. After a long hesitation, he finally raised his head and said firmly, "let's go and have a look. If they're really short, then I'm not alone

The voice is sonorous and powerful.

Zhong qianmei and Su Meiran stood up hand in hand. These two women are particularly strong and mature in this moment. In the moonlight, the two walked toward the burial abyss.

Although we know that the road ahead is full of danger. I'm afraid I'm going to leave my life there. But you are in heaven, I am in heaven, you are in hell, I am in hell. You are in the world, I am in the world, you are in Jiuyou, I am in Jiuyou.

It's raining fast. It seems, unspeakable pity.

Dare feeling, these two women regard oneself and month Tibet front as already both died.

Just as Xiao Yi was watching the two women shed tears, he had recovered half of Xiao Yi. Relying on her keen hearing, she has heard Su Meiran's low voice: "missing the moon, hanging the trees, missing the beginning of the quiet.". Who can see lonely people coming and going alone. Start but turn back, hate no one save. It's cold in the lonely sandbar if you don't want to live in the cold branches. "

After she couldn't find her lover, Su Meiran finally showed her soft side. That a glass general daughter heart, after thinking that Xiao Yi has passed away, no hidden exposed. Tears Susu and fall, pear with rain, a sad look.

On the contrary, it was Zhong qianmei, looking at everything that had been reduced to ashes. He took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "the Han soldiers have been singing in all directions. If the king's righteousness is exhausted, how can I live a humble life? "

This is a poem sung by concubine Yu when Xiang Yu was surrounded by Wujiang River. After singing this poem, Yu Ji did not hesitate to commit suicide with her sword to show her loyalty.

Now Zhong qianmei, when she reads this poem, sings it in a low voice, which has a soul stirring meaning. Zhong qianmei, who used to be gentle, is now mature and resolute. She is valiant and has her own heroine style.