She said this and suddenly stopped, staring at Luoshui covered with stars.
After a moment of silence, she heard her faint voice again: "If it weren't for my mother, that woman wouldn't have been pregnant with the demon clan's child in humiliation, and finally died with hatred... In fact, it was because of guilt that she treated Qian Qian.
OK"
"No matter what the purpose is, feelings will never change." He stood in the moonlight and said lightly.
Yu Pianpian quietly wiped his tears, then raised his head and blinked: "Are you... comforting me just now?"
Su Ziyan didn't speak and returned to the original appearance of the iceberg
"You are still like this..." I wonder, if Su Qianqian was standing here now, would he still be so indifferent?
It is said that love can completely change a person and make cold people passionate. I really want to see the cold Su Ziyan becoming passionate.
She sighed softly in the wind: "You are right, feelings will never change, and my relationship with her sisters will never change."
She stretched out her hand and grabbed it in the void, as if she had held the wind, and then smiled satisfiedly, "I believe that I will not wait in vain for so many years of waiting."
By the Luo River, the wind suddenly became strong, and an unknown wind blew from the other side of the mountain.
"Su Ziyan, can you hug me?" Under the moonlight, the pale face flushed with blush, and the intoxicated eyes flashed with shyness, "It'll be fine in just a while."
Without allowing him to agree or refuse, the beautiful demon king had already rushed into his arms with irresistible force, raised his face slightly, and kissed his lips. A trace of golden light flashed from the two of them.
Suddenly someone shouted over there: "Your Majesty!"
Hot tears slid across his cheeks, Yu Pianpian hugged him tightly, and used his last strength to touch him tightly. This was probably the first and last time intimacy in his life.
When Su Ziyan pushed her away, the golden light flashed at the corner of his lips, and then the fiery force suddenly rushed down from his throat, hitting various internal organs, colliding at the limbs and bones of his body to resist...
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Yu Pianpian staggered and took several steps back before falling to the ground, lifting her pale face as pale as paper, her eyelids were weak and half open.
"Your Majesty!" A black figure rushed towards him, and the sound of a dead body seemed to come from the distant horizon.