Gong xi stood up and took a deep breath, but it was painful.

A day did not find Qiao Liu painting, a day did not get her forgiveness, his heart is still painful.

Gong xi covered his face with his hands and let his tears flow down. He was sad to the extreme when he thought of Qiao Liu's painting.

Several subordinates looked at the blood and tears on gong xi's cold hands and were shocked and pale, "Wang, you can't cry any more. What you are shedding is blood and tears. Your eyes should be careful..."

"Wang, don't cry, you can't cry any more..."

……

Under the persuasion of several subordinates, gong xi Leng controlled the tears.

He wiped away the blood and tears from the corners of his eyes. "You're right. I really can't cry. I have to see pictures. There's no problem with these eyes."

We should have been relieved to hear this, but we sighed because of the painting.

Feeling, their king is really dying.

But heart disease still needs heart medicine doctor, hope that Qiao Liu painting can really appear.

If Qiao Liuhua really loves Gongxi's coldness, he should be reluctant to make him sad?

When Gongxi Leng was ready to chase zhuhunzhu to find Qiao Liu's paintings, juhunzhu suddenly reappeared in the palace.

It's just that there's no light on the bead. Obviously, the gathered soul power is gone.

With a cold look on his face, gong xi reached out and put the Pearl in his hand.

He could also feel the warm power. His whole body trembled. It was the breath of painting.

He can't make a mistake. It's the breath of the painting.

Gong xi's cold and excited hands are trembling.

He said hoarsely, "painting, you finally appear! I can finally find you! "

Gong xi Leng puts the soul gathering pearl which has been restored to its original appearance in the palm of his hand, and then sets off.

……

On this side, Feng Su Jin is quietly observing, looking at the Qiao Liu painting floating in the air.

When the sun appeared in the sky, the light of Qiao Liu's painting gradually disappeared.

Then she fell from the air and landed on the petals again.

Feng Su Jin looked at the Qiao Liu painting on the petals, almost without blinking.

Then she saw that Qiao Liu's eyelashes trembled and her hands moved slightly.

At this time, Feng Su Jin was nervous, and her breathing slowed down for fear of disturbing Qiao Liu's painting.

After a while, Qiao Liuhua really opened his eyes.

"Liuhua, you wake up, you wake up You are still alive, I knew you were still alive... "

Feng Su Jin excitedly looks at Qiao Liu's painting, then reaches out to hold Qiao Liu's hand.

When Qiao Liu opened his eyes, he was still in a trance and felt the hum in his ears.

She didn't come back for a while.

"Flow painting?"

"Su Jin!"

Hear Qiao Liuhua call out her name, Feng Su Jin is relieved, it is true flow painting.

Feng Su Jin nodded, "well, it's me, Feng Su Jin, you're still alive, and finally you wake up."

Qiao Liu's brain is still in a trance and blank, but she knows Feng Sujin.

However, the brain is a little confused, not clear for a time.

Qiao Liuhua wants to sit up. Feng Su Jin reaches out her hand to help her up, "are you ok? Is there any discomfort? "

Qiao Liuhua shook his head, "it's just that the head hurts, and the body is OK. Is it here?"

Qiao Liuhua looked around in doubt and saw the scenery around her. Her face changed, "aren't we in the residual blood building? How did you return to the ghost void? Can you return to the ghost void again? How did we come? "

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