In This Life, I Only Push Joan of Arc

Just when she thought these were enough to make people despair, two wolves appeared in front of Loon.

It 10 bit off his arm, and the blood flowed all over the ground after a while of fighting. This is just the beginning." My lord, is this the path you chose at the beginning? Is this the future you hoped for? That's really true Irony.

Joan looked at the picture in front of her in disbelief, Luo Jing endured the pain in her body and then burned her wound with a scorching knife. No... These are not what she expected, she never expected these things Happened.. With these simple things over, he lay down between two wolves.

Joan could feel the despair in Loon's heart, the feeling of loneliness and helplessness.

He is protecting the ring, and he is using this ring as the last straw to support his heart. Even in the depths of despair, he is still thinking about her.

The picture changed again. We reached the lake, but - - - this is the real despair.

These are not lakes, these are zhetangs.

Countless blood tore his cells, and the screams echoed in Joan's ears, as if thorns were piercing her heart.

Painful, unspeakably dull.

The chest seemed to be blocked.

"These shouldn't have happened... She stepped back, and there were tears in her eyes.

"No, no, this is what really happened, my lord.

Didn't you say that you never regret what you did? Then it means that you don't regret what you have put him through? Shakespeare's voice seemed to ring in your ears.

"No, I never hoped for these things!" That's right! Hahahaha, that's right! My Lady, if you have another chance, would you still choose this path? The picture changes here.

Countless angels, countless golden rays of light.

Joan's pupils narrowed, her gaze flickered.

These... above that sky, countless golden lights shine there, they are like people's hope, but this human being under this sky seems so small and so weak.

Countless golden lock cones penetrated his body and fixed him so that he could not move.

It's like a person who angered the gods and finally ushered in punishment.

These chains will firmly fix him, allowing his consciousness to exist forever, enduring the pain of loneliness for thousands of years.

"She's going to die, it's doomed, and no one can change that.

The body pierced by Suo Sui is still struggling, he

His hand still has strength, his consciousness is still there, and his life is still there. He will fight until he is completely unable to fight.

"Ahhh, what a beautiful rebellion.

Shakespeare seemed to be intoxicated, and then questioned in his voice, "Then answer me, even if you do it again, will you choose the same path? Joan's hand is shaking...

167. I am a married woman

"These are not real, it's just an illusion!" Oh? That's strange, obviously my scenes i2i memories are all from you, although the treasure can also reveal the truth, but some of them are also yours What about the diary, and your diary 1Z. All are pictures of his death.

All kinds of ways to die.

Died on the battlefield.

Died for you.

To cover you die.

Killed by British soldiers.

Peter starved to death.. Shakespeare's voice was like a demon, "That is to say - - you want him to die? Or to be punished more severely?"

No, Joan kept stepping back, unwilling to accept this.

These are all possibilities because of future vision, not real.. "I never expected his death!" What about these facts? Shakespeare's voice is full of sarcasm, "Don't want his death , but set him on this path again?"

It's not like this... "Then what is it? You who have abandoned your lover and him, what qualifications do you have to say these things?" "I am his wife, I am... the picture changes again.

This time, there are no gorgeous scenes, no magnificent golden sky.

There was only darkness left, and in that deep darkness, a man had a sword stuck in his chest, and his entire body was fixed by chains.

Joan looked at this scene in disbelief. She covered her mouth, unable to speak any more.

"Wife? 030308080 Ha Wife? Shakespeare laughed, "Wife? So tell me, what have you done for him? Do you have the qualifications to say it? No! The saint who can’t do anything, not only failed to save the country, but also failed completely in terms of love, and what will meet her in the end? Everyone The expected death? Or the more painful torment?

No, no, none of this will happen, why should I ask?" Shakespeare waved the cloak behind him, "Because the man named Leon will bear all the pain for her, no matter what it is, he will help her to go Done! So, in the end, the saint without a painful ending is still living in her own ridiculous dream, so what about the man? What greeted him? Despair is incomparable to 1 FAT!!!!! Hahaha 0 Ha 0 ha ha.

The moment the words fell. In the surrounding world, countless chains penetrated Loon's body.

"No.. Those chains passed through his body, constantly torturing him. They are not fixed. In order to ensure that Leon doesn't move anymore, they are always moving to torture him.

"No...don't!! Joan's voice screamed, "I never expected this, I never expected this... She knelt down and covered her chest in some pain, her tears couldn't stop He remained under control, his voice choked with sobs. "I..., I just hope he can live a good life..." But the one who caused all this is not you, Mrs. Saintess? Presumably your heart is now, You must be looking forward to his ending, right? The voice like a devil is the beginning of her collapse.

"No, it's not like that, I didn't expect... some...

"But as a saint, you should love everyone equally, so even sacrificing a man for the whole country is worth it, right?

"Then why didn't you stop him? Since you love him, you should be clear, right? Since you are afraid that this will happen to him, why don't you cut off his feet and keep him firmly? Why, don't you tie him up with ropes?" Did he ensure that he was always safe? Why not just knock him out and let him stay by his side forever? These words made the last line of defense in Joan's heart completely disappear.

She stared blankly at the ground, lost direction.

"I'm just..." Girl, don't resist anymore, you are just a +[-]-year-old girl! Innocent and innocent! Shakespeare's sarcasm is undisguised.

However, it was this sentence that suddenly made Joan's expression change, and then his eyes were full of determination in the next second, "No, this is not right. I am Logan's wife, and I am his wife! As long as he accepts me, Then I am his wife! At the same time I am Lily's mother, I am not a little girl, and I will not be the innocent little girl I once was.