Luo Ge's hands softened and his eyes closed completely.
Ling Luo's heart "thumped", she hit the bottom, and the blood all over her body turned cold.
Luo Ge disappeared.
His last ray of consciousness was swallowed up.
Ling Luo was anxious and very sad. Her tears fell uncontrollably again and she cried silently.
Left again?
The people she cares about most, from lovers to pets to friends, all disappear from her eyes one by one.
She felt so lonely.
She felt that walking alone was really heavy.
Why are things going in such a sad direction?
After Wu breaks the void, Yu and Jianlong can still be found again, but what about Luo Ge? Luo Ge has merged with Jue He and will never come back!
How should she explain to Xun'er?
Are you going to lie to that little girl for the rest of your life?
Xun'er can't always be three years old. She will grow up, she will become sensible, and she will gradually discover all the truth!
At that time, as a master, how should she face the disciple who once trusted her so much?
Big drops of hot tears poured down.
Ling Luo's inner helplessness expanded endlessly.
Also, what did Luo Ge’s last words before leaving mean?
You? God? The most perfect? Favorite?
She was so distraught that she felt that her spirit was on the verge of collapse and she could not bear any more.
At this moment, she felt a gentle big hand reaching out to help her wipe away the tears on her cheeks.
Ling Luo was lying beside the bed. After feeling the warmth, she raised her head with great joy.
Is it Luo Ge?
Luo Ge didn't disappear, he came back again?
However, when Ling Luo's hazy tearful eyes met the extremely deep black eyes of the man half-sitting on the bed, the blood in his body became cold and frozen again.
Not Luo Ge.
It's Juehe.
Although the expression on his face was as gentle as Luo Ge's, and although his eyes became as clear as Luo Ge's in an instant, his evil and awe-inspiring temperament emanated from his bones.
, which cannot be concealed no matter what.
Ling Luo pushed away Jue He's big hand expressionlessly, stood up, and casually wiped the tears on his face with his sleeves.
Jue He was leaning on the bedside, looking at his hands that had been pushed aside. Instead of feeling disappointed, he looked in a good mood.
"Xiaoluo, it turns out you can cry for me."
He was so happy, his heart was jumping for joy, and the blood all over his body was faintly boiling.
Ling Luo lowered her long eyelashes slightly and said, "I will not cry because of you, I shed tears for Luo Ge."
"Isn't that the same?" The smile on Jue He's lips became thicker and thicker, and his dark eyes shone with excitement, "Luo Ge has always been a part of me. If you care about him and shed tears for him, you care about me.
Cry for me. I’m very happy, Xiaoluo.”
A strange feeling arose in Ling Luo's heart.
For a moment, she even felt that the deputy king of the demon world in front of her was a lunatic and a psychopath.
But as soon as she thought about it, Luo Ge's last words came to mind again. Being better at Dui He would save many lives.
Ling Luo took a deep breath, forced herself to suppress the feelings of rejection and resistance in her heart, and made her eyes gentler.
"Jue He, you..."
"What? You said." Jue He's eyes were bright and he looked at Ling Luo expectantly. He was as handsome as a god.