He is obviously a warm person, but why are his lips so cold?
A tear, salty and bitter, fell on Yun Luoxue's cheek.
She was shaken all over, and tears fell uncontrollably.
But she smiled, raised her hands to cover Qianmo Qingcheng's thin lips, and murmured softly: "This is the last time... Qingcheng, you must remember me, don't forget me..."
Qianmo Qingcheng sat upright, wishing that she could immediately crush the purple ice crystal that was already halfway into her heart.
There are still clear traces of tears on her face like a crown jewel. This is the first time that Qingmo Qingcheng has shed tears.
The originally cold hands of the woman in front of him became even colder.
Qianmo Qingcheng looked deeply at Yun Luoxue, as if she wanted to engrav this face in his soul forever, and never forget it forever.
There was a 'click' and a subtle sound resounded in the silent air.
Qianmo Qingcheng's heart sank hard, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, freezing all the blood in her body instantly. This was...
Xiaobao stared at Yun Luoxue with wide eyes. He was a good person, but suddenly, like a mirror, cracks appeared bit by bit.
Shen Yu held Qing Lian Ripple tightly, almost not daring to breathe.
The Ice Spirit Crystal is about to break, and Luo Xue is about to lose her soul.
Ye Shuihan stared blankly, as if he was looking at some treasure.
Even Dong Ziyan in the corner was staring at Yun Luoxue for a moment, not daring to say a word!
And Yun Luoxue, as if nothing was wrong, looked at the man in front of her with all her attention, gently tracing the man's face with her fingertips, her expression was so reluctant...
Golden light flashed in the hall, and Xiaobao desperately transformed into a human form, with silver hair and a chiffon white robe. He looked full of fairy spirit. He roared, "Use spiritual energy to seal Luoluo's soul first -"
After the words fell, Shen Yu and Qing Lianyi reacted.
Golden light, green light, and cyan light flashed through the air one by one, and three pillars of light were seen sweeping towards Yun Luoxue, who looked like a porcelain vase.
Yun Luoxue sighed, with a sad and hesitant tone: "It's useless... Qingcheng, remember, you have to live well..."
"No--" A roar that could shake the sky was accompanied by a 'pop' sound, like the sound of something breaking.
While everyone was shocked, Yun Luoxue was no longer in the hall.
All that is left are crystal flakes that are as clear as glass.
With a 'ding-dong' sound, a purple ring fell to the ground.
In the air, wisps of colorful smoke flashed past. In an instant, they were like quicksand in the hand, disappearing with the wind, leaving no trace.
"Lolo..."
"Boss..."
"Luo Xue..."
Xiaobao, Shenyu and Qinglianyi couldn't help but murmur.
"Ah——" The painful screams vented the reluctance in the heart and the attachment to the only friendship.
The surrounding purple light bloomed instantly, like a huge wave, sweeping over everyone present.
Deafening, powerful, and instantly hurt when touched.
The roaring stopped, and an unknown person laughed like a silver bell in the corner, "Hahaha, Yun Luoxue's soul is finally gone. What an eye-opener. What will happen to me and Dongzi Pipe..."
Before he finished speaking, white shadows passed by in the sky, ink hair flew, and white robes danced.
The murderous aura all over his body instantly poured down like a waterfall.
A pair of purple eyes are like the most beautiful glass in the world, shining with an icy aura but also containing ruthless ruthlessness.
He tapped his fingers lightly and absorbed the purple ring on the ground into his palm.
The monster's lips were tightly pursed, and his peerless face was gloomy and terrifying. Dong Ziyan looked at Qianmo Qingcheng in front of him, and for a moment he did not dare to speak.