Ruyi gently closed her eyes, and their miserable death state suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. Her bloodshot eyes were full of unwillingness, and their broken limbs and arms were scattered on the ground.
She couldn't swallow this breath, really couldn't swallow it...
She quickly opened her eyes, not daring to look at the picture anymore. Every time she looked at it, it would almost kill her.
She didn't blame Chang Yi. Chang Yi was too naive, just like herself. Chang Yi didn't see the blood on Luofengyuan, and she didn't see the faces of everyone who died in vain. Those heavy things were like revenge and karma.
Just let yourself bear it all...
As for Changyi, she just needs to live a good life. She will hold Changyi in the palm of her hand.
She looked at the moon and felt a little clearer in her heart. What she had to do now was nothing more than a few major things. The first was to get back the weapons of the two senior brothers Wangchen Wangsheng. She wanted to fuse Changfeng Jingyu with Hezhu
It became a weapon. Only this weapon could match her status as a demon.
Second, it is to ruin the reputation of the Heavenly Emperor and Heavenly Queen and the Wuyou Fairy, and never make a comeback.
The last thing is to have a happy battle with Long Zu. Either he dies or she dies, and only one of them can survive. She doesn't want any answers now, she just wants his life...
The moon is as cold as water, but the moon is still the same, but the people are no longer the same people. As soon as the familiar moon is reflected, the thorn stage becomes lively.
Ruyi vaguely saw two vague shadows next to her. They were two and a half-year-old children, a boy and a girl. Each of them held a large wooden basin in their hands.
The girl was a little clumsy, and it took her a long time to clean a heavy military uniform. Her hands seemed to be a little chapped, and cold water seeped into the wounds, making the whole hand painful and itchy.
The boy felt sorry for her, so he dragged the girl's tub under his feet and said, "Just rest, I'll help you wash it."
Ruyi covered her head, the pain was terrible. She raised her hand to disperse all these scenes. She didn't want to see it, and she didn't want to remember it. Nothing could stop her determination to kill him!
Under the cover of night, there was a man in black robe hiding there, looking at Ruyi quietly.
Even if Ruyi tortured Shui Niang, even if Ruyi took away his demonic power and ate his heart, he still couldn't hate this woman. On the contrary, every time he saw her tortured by demonic obstacles, he saw her immersed in her own world and unable to extricate herself.
He felt like his heart was twitching.
He didn't know what to do with her. He couldn't fight her. If the hostility continued, both sides would suffer. In fact, he was not afraid of the physical pain she would inflict on him. He was only afraid of... Ruyi's crazy smile and those sharp and hurtful words.
It turns out that this is the feeling of caring.
Once upon a time, Ruyi spied on Sumiao again and again, just to know his weaknesses, but little did she know that she herself was slowly becoming his weakness.
Ruyi sensed the fluctuations in the night, suppressed the uncontrollable mania in her heart, gently rubbed her temples, and then said: "Why hide there, come out."
Su Yi fell silently and sat down next to Ruyi.
The two colors of red and black light up the night.
Ruyi didn't turn around, she just asked calmly: "How is it? Is the new heart still adapting to it?"
"It's okay." Su Yi replied calmly.
His indifference made her feel a little uncomfortable. She knew that she was too cruel to Su Yi, and she would rather he yelled, cursed and blamed herself, so that she wouldn't be as guilty as she is now.