MTL - Black Bellied Belle: Demon Lord, Bite the Bait Please-Chapter 180 : Forget the world, but you will never forget you.

Regardless of her crying pleading, the man never gave her a response.

The slender body was slightly trembled. For a long time, she slowly reached out and explored his breath. It was cold and frozen.

Out of the law, the geese screamed and snarled, but unfortunately, once this method was opened, no one could enter. She could only stand in the distance and watched the man’s head hangs down. A pain, depression can not breathe.

She didn't want to, she didn't want this.

Obviously know that Jing Hao will not look at Qing Yu’s death, knowing that there is only one empty shelf left by the emotions, and the weak and incomparable body can’t resist the chain with the technique of imprisonment.

Qing Yu was imprisoned and able to survive, but Jing Hao’s incomparably weak body is simply a dead end.

But what she never imagined was that the man knew that he could not fight, but he was desperate to protect Qing, even if he faced pain and death.

Why? Why is he so stupid!

She just wants him to like himself. He just wants him to look at himself more. Is he willing to die rather than pity himself? Just hate her?

In the formation, Qing Yu kept the posture for a long time, but for a while, she suddenly seemed to be untied, slowly, carefully, and her hands stretched out gently to hold the man’s thin and thin body. "Is it very cold? This is not cold, Jing Hao, I will always be with you, don't be afraid."

"I won't let you alone, can I come with you?"

Qing Yu leaned on the man's shoulder, and the lips evoked a beautiful gentle smile. The hand hanging on the side of the body suddenly lifted up, but the next moment was stopped.

The back of her hand was gently covered with a cool hand, and his ear was his weak voice. "Don't be stupid."

Qing Yu’s voice is a little trembling, “Liang Jing?”

The man suppressed the low cough twice, and it took a long time to calm down. "Hey, have I said that I love you very much."

At the moment when he said this, he suddenly tightened his entire body, and then the painful snoring sounded, one hand clasped his chest tightly, and the chain on his shoulder stabbed deeper as he struggled. Bring a piece of flesh and blood.

Qing Yan looked at the distressed and couldn't help but cried out. "You don't move, don't move, where is it hard for you to tell me..."

But soon she couldn't speak, and looked down the direction of the man's hand. She could clearly see that there was something in the black clothes that kept stirring.

She looked at her face and pulled away the man's clothes.

I saw that under the thin chest, there was a black thing that continually swam under the skin, as if I wanted to struggle out of the flesh and blood, and with every movement of the thing, the face of the ink smog was even more ugly. a bit.

She suddenly remembered the words of the former geese. Once this kind of sentiment was planted, she would never be close to the person she loved in her heart. She couldn’t think of it, let alone say that once it was violated, she would be madly rebellious.

Although she is proficient in medical skills, but this sentiment has never been touched, and even more dare to rush to start, she held back the sour eyes, whistling, "How can I save you, Jing Hao..."

"Hey, you promised me, live well..." Mo Jingyi whispered in her ear.

Qing Yan clenched her lips. "If you die, I will never live alone."

The man's body was stiff, and he held her tightly on her shoulder, and the light looked at her deeply. "Promise me."

"Landscape..."

"Promise me!" He almost screamed and his eyes were scarlet.

He was always a gentle and pampered man, talking to her for the first time.

Qing stunned, and he didn’t talk.

"Hey, do you want me to die?" It was about seeing that she was silently resisting, and Mo Jingyi suddenly chuckled and said indifferently.

"I haven't lived for a long time. The technique of imprisonment has locked my whole body's strength. And this feeling has already merged with me. Only when I die, will it die, otherwise it will live with me. Go on." Mo Jingzhen took her hand and took out a dagger in her palm. "This is only you can do."

Qing Yu subconsciously shrank his hand, and there was a bad feeling in the bottom of his heart.

"Only if you kill me personally, the betrayal of the loved one will make me disheartened and completely kill this love."

Killed me by myself.

Qing Yu opened the dagger and shouted, "I don't want it!"

"After delaying, the more I think about you, the more crazy it will be. When I am, I will die hard to see, leaving only a bone, and being eaten by wild animals..."

"Don't say it, don't say it..." Qing Yu collapsed and covered his ears. The beautiful face was painful and desperate. "Why is this necessary? Is there no other way?"

Maybe there is really no other way. She even sees the ink in the chest of the ink, where the black locusts are mad, and there is a small piece of body that is drilled from the flesh and blood from time to time. I can imagine that he has How painful.

No, she doesn't, she can't get her hands, she really can't get her hands.

Qing couldn't help but retreat, but his body suddenly became stiff. Then he changed like a person, and there was no trace of struggle on his face. He leaned over and picked up the dagger who was thrown far away. The twilight indifference, step by step toward the man on the ground.

Ink's lips hang a smile on his lips, as always, looking at her tenderly and tenderly.

Until the sharp dagger pierced the man's abdomen, blood splattered, and a few warm liquids stained with Qing's cheeks, it seemed to wake up as a dream.

She really killed him.

Just at the moment, she had a blank in her mind, and she didn’t know anything. When she returned to God, she had a dagger in her hand and the other end was tied in the belly of her beloved man, leaving only the tail to be exposed. I can imagine how deep the thorns are.

The black locust ran out of the body with a lot of blood, and the soft sputum did not move, it seems to be dead.

Only when I am dead can I kill it...

Is he...

"Landscape."

"Landscape."

"Jing Hao, can you please me?"

"I am afraid, Jing Hao, I really killed you, this is not true right?"

"Jing Hao, you said that I will stay with me forever, and I will never leave me."

"You said, this world... no one will love me more than you."

"You said you want a beautiful daughter like me, a handsome son like you."

The bright red dress of the woman covered the two people, and the land that spread from them to the far away was bloody.

She reached out and wrapped around the man's neck, holding his already cold body, close to his ear, and the sound was unheard of, like the ear between the lovers, "I was originally going to surprise you."

"I am pregnant, as you wish, it is a baby, it has been more than three months."

"Are you happy? Master."

She was so red-eyed that she couldn’t speak.

This is her first time calling him a husband, but he can't hear it anymore.

"I have told you, I love you too, love very much." Qing Xiao smiled and stared at the man's closed eyes, laughing tears.

It was a shocking blood and tears.

From the woman's body, a strong golden red light was emitted, and the whole **** sky was shrouded. The two of the starbursts were blurred by the glare of the glare.

what is that?

Qing Luoyan’s eyes widened and she was surprised to see the oppositeness in front of her eyes.

Immediately, from the array of methods, the woman’s ethereal and illusory voice was heard, as if it was as far away as it was from ancient times.

"With my blood, make up the prince of the prince, take the soul of my soul, and survive the life of the king. I will repair it with the body of flesh and blood for a hundred years. May my children remember the dust, stop growing, reincarnation, change the world, peace and joy. , I have no worries."

At the moment when the voice fell, the woman opened her arms, the beautiful neck raised slightly, and the **** horns were swayed by the wind, like a phoenix that blew blood, and bloomed in the life at the moment of dying. The most beautiful gesture.

There is a mysterious ban in ancient bans. As long as the mind is sincere enough, you can have a powerful force, you can change your life and do everything you can, but the people who use the ban will have to pay a lot of money. Not hospice.

Qing Yu... Is she crazy?

Does she know what she is doing?

Qing Luoyan shook her head in disbelief. Is she wrong? They can actually do this for each other. In the past, there are things that are more important than life.

That is love. For thousands of years, countless idiotic men and women have been saddened by this, like poison.

The radiant scatter, the beautiful woman in red is like a moment of being drained all the strength down to the ground, but still resist the pain of the whole body, leaning on the man's arms, the corner of the lips overflowed a thin Fine blood line.

"Sorry, how can I let you alone in the cold place?"

"Jing Hao, I am really selfish. I would rather watch your painful life, and I don't want to watch you die in front of me. It is really cruel to me."

"If I can come back, we will... always be together, okay?"

There are many transparent shadows flying out of her body. It is her soul who is out of her body. This is the price she paid for using the forbidden technique. Soon... her blood will drain and her repair will be lost. Become a waste man and die slowly.

However, she does not regret it.

Memory stays in this place.

Qing Yan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the ice bed with his eyes closed. The man who looked so quiet and well-behaved suddenly smiled.

Ink 煜...

He is still alive, he really lives.

Although he has no reaction at the moment, but ... he still has breathing, that means, sooner or later, he will wake up.

I just don't know how heavy he was hurt in the past. He actually slept for a hundred years and was not awake.

Qing Yan sticks to his chest and feels the heartbeat of the heart, but it is a peace of mind that has never been seen before.

Finally... I saw you.

Jing Hao, it turns out that no matter how many years I am unconscious, I can remember everything when I see you.

The silence did not last long, and the closed door was suddenly pushed open, and many footsteps came in.