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Chapter 790: No Evil! No evil !! (6)
Once, twice ... countless times.
Everyone has been dragging, only thinking, still standing up tremblingly, and even the blood of the corner of the lips did not wipe it, and then he rushed towards the golden bell again and again.
The people who were originally full of hate about Xiao Yao and others, watching the young man climbing from the ground again, and holding towards the Jinling. At this moment, he also showed sadness, and even many women had shed tears.
The Jinling is still the same, rotating and shrinking a little bit. At this time, it is just one person.
Bell.
Xiao Yao's body was as heavy as a stone, and there was no way to lift his fingers. Her body seemed to be pressing the whole sky and the earth.
In addition to the ubiquitous ringtone, the ears come from the vague sound.
"Return me Xiao Yao!"
"Return me Xiao Yao!"
"Return me Xiao Yao!"
Nympho
His voice is weaker than one at a time, one time at a time interval. When he hears the end, it is almost weak.
Imagine that he walked towards the golden bell, regardless of the rush, the tears in Xiao Yao's eyes finally couldn't stop taking it out.
"God, God, I hate you! Why, you must separate us, why ..."
Why?!
Why……
Her voice was clearly spread out of the clouds, and it sounded in the gorgeous palace above the nine days.
Emperor Tiandi looked at everything that happened in Lingyun Temple across the clouds, and his eyebrows were locked.
"How long do you have to toss?!" Qi Sheng asked with tears.
The Emperor sighed in his heart and clenched his hands sharply.
In Lingyun Temple, Wanfo Temple died silently.
The emperor opened his palm, but Wan Fo Ling did not appear in his palm as he wished.
"Hey?!" He whispered puzzledly, and his eyes were full of confidence.
Qi Sheng ignored his roar, but just looked at the thoughts of Lingyun Temple, and fell into the river water, sighed long, raised his hand and wiped his eyes, turned around and walked out of the temple.
Lingyun Temple.
Think of Wuxie hit the sky, and fell down.
In the air, a figure appeared abruptly, and when he saw the falling thoughts, the man stepped forward and rushed over to take him in his hand. "Xiao Yao?!"
I opened my eyes and saw a familiar face, "Master?!"
The dean took him back to the shore and quickly looked around for four weeks. He did not see Xiao Yao.
"What about Xiao Yao?!" He asked Si Wuxi again.
"Xiao Yao?!" Sit down on the bluestone weakly, raising his hand to the top of his head.
ah……"
He raised his head and sang, and his voice was full of pain.
"Why do you push me away, why not let me go with you, what if I have no you?!"
For a few months under the sea, every day he thought of how to see her, how can he see her, when can he see her ... What revenge had already been thrown to Jiuxiaoyun.
Remembering every day with her, it is the courage to support him alone in the islands of the sea.
Now, what is he born, what is he born?!!!
He spread his palm, and there was only her long black hair in her palm.
His Xiao Yao will never come back again!
His distress, the pain seemed to be torn for more than half.