"I can guess the story, but I...can't guess the ending."
Looking at the person in the white mist mirror, he has a beautiful face and a trace of sadness that cannot be dissipated between his eyebrows.
Luo Qingyue slightly raised her slender arms, wanting to touch the face that she thought about day and night, and soothe the sadness between his brows.
"Wuxie, are you thinking of me as I think of you?"
A refreshing chill came from her fingertips, and her hand finally crossed the white foggy mirror. Despite all her efforts, she never touched the person in the mirror.
Luo Qingyue closed her eyes slightly. Her eyelids were so heavy. She really wanted to sleep, but she couldn't let go of the person in front of her. She really couldn't let go.
"Wuxie, I really want to lean into your arms and feel the warmth that can melt my heart.
I really want to tell you that I have been thinking of you every day these days.
Do you know, I saw you that day in the secret realm of Nanshan. I have been in front of you for ten days, but you couldn't see me.
I can feel your reluctant eyes and your nostalgic look.
I want to tell you, don't be sad, I will go back, and I will take our children back with me. When the time comes, I will never leave again.
Watching you turn and leave, I silently told myself that next time we meet again, we will face each other.
But...I only realized now that all those expectations were just my extravagant wishes."
The blood spreading from the lower body dyed the bed quilt red, like an enchanting open blood lotus, alluring and charming.
Luo Qingyue's face was as pale as snow. She bit her lip tightly to keep herself awake and not to fall asleep.
But the tears in the corners of her eyes revealed her mood at this time.
"Wuxie, you know, tears are so painful. Missing you is also so painful.
If possible, I want to stand in front of you and tell you with a smile that I will never miss you again, because you will always be by my side and let me see you all the time."
Her body suddenly trembled, and Luo Qingyue's arm trembled slightly, but she still didn't want to let it go. Although she didn't touch it, she felt that Wuxie was so close to her.
The tears poured out more and more, and the rain outside the window became heavier and heavier.
It seems that even God is sighing at this parting.
"Wuxie, I really miss you so much... If there is an afterlife, will you and I get together again?
I promise you a lifetime, and you give me a lifetime, okay?"
The light in her eyes began to fade away. Luo Qingyue used her last bit of strength to open her frosty lips with difficulty, her longing turning into tears, "Wu Xie..."
The eyelashes fluttered, the eyes closed lightly, the arms dropped, and the white mist mirror suddenly dissipated...
At the same time, the Holy Qing Empire.
Jun Wuxie was shrouded in white light, and her frown suddenly tightened. Her heart seemed to have been pinched hard by someone, and the bone-breaking pain spread along the blood and spread throughout her body.
Rossi and others are as pale as they want, and their strength is almost exhausted.
Bingqing spared no effort to convey the power of the ice technique, and his forehead was dripping with sweat.
As soon as her power is transferred, Wu Xie's cold poison will be suppressed.
However, at this moment, none of them saw that Jun Wuxie, who was surrounded by white light, had an abnormally pale complexion.
With the blessing of the ice technique and the suppression of the mysterious power of the five powerful men, some pictures flashed through his mind.