When gong xi Leng heard such a long lost cry, his heart was filled with waves.

He looked at Qiao Liu's paintings vaguely, as if returning to the time when he was in the ghost tribe.

At that time, Qiao Liu's painting was always calling for his cold stream. At that time, she was like a little girl who didn't know anything about the world. She was the happiest at that time!

But then she was killed by him.

Gongxi's cold heart seems to have been cut by a knife, and the pain is severe.

He stepped forward uncontrollably and took Qiao Liu's painting into his arms

A picture seems to come from the distant time and space, with too much emotion.

At this time, Qiao Liuhua knew that Gongxi's cold mood was unstable, and he stayed quietly in his arms without speaking.

……

Qiao Liu's painting in the Hai people's period of time, and gong xi Leng gradually can get along with each other.

Gong xi Leng is careful to treat her, looking at her look to judge her mood, carefully taking care of pet.

In such a time, the sea people ushered in a person, that is Feng Su Jin.

When gong xi Leng saw a head of white hair, with the vicissitudes of life and sadness of the wind Su Jin, he took a breath.

I can't believe it. I haven't seen her for a long time. I can't imagine that Feng Su Jin has turned into this.

Even Qiao Liu's painting could not make any sound in his voice.

Qiao Liu painted the whole person as if by the point, stiff in place, so looking at the wind Su Jin.

She wanted to talk, but she was too surprised to make a voice.

Feng Su Jin looked at the expression of gong xi Leng and Qiao Liu's painting, and touched her face with her hand, "I Am I scary now? "

Feng Su Jin naturally saw her white hair.

However, she did not care about these, also did not care about how hair, she only had one idea, that is to find Jun Mo Han.

Can't find Jun Mo Han, even if she lost her life, she felt indifferent, let alone hair.

Along the way, she also saw a lot of people surprised, the sea people also did not recognize her.

However, seeing the expression of gong xi Leng and Qiao Liu's paintings, she should be recognized.

At this time the wind Su Jin eyes are red, with red blood.

She hasn't had a rest for a long time.

At first glance, it's really scary.

Qiao Liuhua looked at such a wind Su Jin, really have a kind of almost unrecognizable feeling.

The wind Su Jin in front of her eyes, as if she were a walking corpse's body, was full of despair, completely different from the wind Su Jin she knew before.

Such wind Su Jin, let a person see all can't help but want to cry.

She How did it become like this.

"Su Jin, you What's the matter with you? "

By such a greeting, Feng Su Jin almost cried again, but she controlled her mood.

She has only one idea now, that is to find Jun Mo Han, as for other, even her own emotions, she does not care.

"Mo Han is gone. I'm looking for juhunzhu."

She doesn't want to talk much now.

She also because of the previous emotional collapse, this time the voice is dumb.

She had a sore throat when she spoke.

Palace stream cold are shocked, Jun Mo cold no? This It's unbelievable.

That's the creator.

And the whole world exists. How could the creator be dead.

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