"White street dust...!"

Su Daji's frightened voice sounded above the bloody void.

After the violent breath collision, there was a moment of silence in the four directions of the sky.

Su Daji widened his eyes and watched the black figure falling rapidly above his head.

That's... White street dust!

Sudaji tiptoed gently, stood firm and flew into mid air to catch him.

"White street dust, how are you?"

Sudaji's hand was on his pulse. When he found that his pulse was gone, his heart was speechless and suffocated.

Her eyes were a little sour. She widened her eyes with discomfort, and her nose was filled with a sense of pain.

This man

This man!

"Cough... Don't be afraid... The leader is dead. No one will embarrass you..."

Bai Mo Chen coughed hard. He leaned in front of her for a long time before stumbling to say a complete sentence.

Su Daji was sad and wanted to laugh, "Oh, he embarrassed me, so what? I need you to stop the disaster for me? "

Why does he have to be a bad man!

Bai Mo Chen smiled with his lips. The blood on his lips was bright red. Large tracts of blood soaked the black clothes in front of him. He couldn't tell whether it was black or red.

"What a pity..."

Bai Mo Chen raised his hand laboriously and wanted to touch her face.

The original white young hands were as old as dead tree skin. His lax eyes fell on his hands, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally fell down.

"What a pity?"

Su Daji forced himself to calm down and poured his cultivation into his body, trying to repair his damaged body meridians.

Just

White Street Dust hurt too much.

Her constant cultivation seemed to meet a bottomless pit of discontent, which could not save his decaying body from death.

"Pity... Pity..."

Bai Mo Chen opened his mouth, and his voice was almost inaudible.

His eyes looked into the distance, and his boundless thoughts seemed to span a thousand years of time and space, returning to the memory of Zhuang Zhou Mengdie.

Unfortunately, I can't be with you anymore.

Unfortunately, I didn't wake up and walk through the world with you.

Unfortunately, there are too many regrets and long cherished wishes that have not been made up.

Unfortunately

Even if it's a pity

The former three thousand world watched you slip away from your eyes and disappear around you.

I chased a world.

Finally get what you want and have a chance to exist in your memory.

If you can exchange death for your eyes to stop and stay.

Why fear death?

time brings great changes to the world.

It's only a thousand years in the blink of an eye.

Through countless misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River and qionglin ancient roads, my thoughts soared, and all the memories that disappeared bit by bit returned to my divine consciousness.

The white dust suddenly widened his eyebrows and eyes. The turbid fundus of his eyes pushed away the clouds and saw the green mountain. His last sweet and bitter eyes slipped from Su Daji's cheek, and his thin lips called her: "little fox... Little fox..."

Su Daji was shocked, "you... What are you calling me?"

Although Bai Mo Chen's voice was very low, the fox was sensitive, and she heard his last cry.

"White street dust, you... What do you call me?"

Su Daji suspected that she had auditory hallucinations.

Otherwise, why did she hear the title that had disappeared for thousands of years in his mouth?

White street dust, who is he?

It's a pity that Baimo dust can't answer her anymore.

After he shouted this sentence in a trance, he gently closed his eyes.

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