Master of Unlimited Luck

After entering the hall, it is an extremely vast hall, and you can see extremely old furnishings around it. The tables and chairs are all outdated. I am afraid that it has a history of at least ten years.

But everything around was cleaned.

Qu Wuyi's fingers passed between the chairs, with a clear expression on his face, and he whispered softly, "This is very clean, almost spotless, combined with what Xiaoqiong said before, no one dared to approach here, I am afraid it is not Qin Zheng. Han Wugou cleaned it."

"It should be Han Wuguo."

Su Jing shook his head and said, "I really can't imagine Qin Zheng sweeping the floor with his sleeves..."

Although it was a joke, his face was extremely solemn, and he fixedly looked at the depths of the hall.

He walked in...

Along the way.

The surrounding environment has a slight sense of inconsistency. The extremely old furniture, as well as the neat ground and walls, always feel that this place seems to be deliberately maintained as before.

It took about half a time.

In front, there is a door...

Inside, there is a faint chill coming from within.

Su Jing held his breath suddenly.

He didn't pause, and walked forward, but he hadn't walked a few steps before, but was directly stopped by Qu Wuyi. She looked at Su Jing with a solemn expression and whispered, "Su Jing, or else, don't go. "

"Qin Zheng is gone, I don't know where he went... But he was severely injured by my Mo Wangjian, and his injury was definitely not superficial. Just walking away like this really made me feel a little bit unresponsive. I'm afraid he didn't even think of it. ."

Su Jing whispered, "He said before that Qingxin will be handed over to me. If this is the case, I must go in."

"Ok."

Qu Wuyi stepped aside.

Quietly stayed outside...

Let Su Jing step in alone.

As soon as he entered the door, a chill instantly filled his limbs and limbs. Even though the true meaning of the Tao that Su Jing is now cultivating is the true meaning of ice, in the face of this coldness, he seemed to shiver.

At this time, all the scenery in the house has been fully captured.

It is a very ordinary girl's boudoir, with the dressing table leaning against the window, but the window is closed.

All the furnishings around are pink...

It seems quite cute.

At this moment, on the bed...a woman was lying quietly.

Approximately ten years old, with a beautiful appearance, his eyes closed slightly, it seemed as if a girl who was tired from playing was resting.

It’s just that face that should have been pretty pretty, a centipede-like wound spreading down from the forehead until it reached into the collar of the neck... The wound seemed to have been treated carefully, but it was a terrible scar. It is still wide, no matter how to deal with it, there is no way to hide it.

That face is very familiar.

When I often look in the mirror, I can see this familiar face...

And not long ago, she was smiling in front of her, acting cute and begging for mercy.

But only a few days, but I seem to have crossed endless years...

The woman who made her feel uneasy had already lost all the breath of life at this time, lying there quietly, making her heart desolate.

Su Jing's breathing suddenly stopped.

He thought that he had no feelings for Chu Qingxin, even if she died, she would have nothing to do with him... but he knew that he could only get along with Chu Qingxin for only a few days.

All the past feelings seem to have recovered.

The eye sockets instantly turned red...

After forcibly taking a few deep breaths, he was able to suppress the throbbing in his heart.

Su Jing moved softly as if for fear of disturbing the peaceful sleep of the woman in front of him, he walked forward slowly, and said softly, "I'm back, I love you."

With that, the nose couldn't help but sore.

Resurrect... she?

Use your own flesh and blood?

Is it to completely recover the wound on her face?

Or do you tear off your face and fill it on her body?

But people have been dead for so long, and then come back to life... Is it still her?

"Do you want to be resurrected?"

Su Jing gently stroked her cheeks, which were still soft and moving except for being too cold, and said softly.

Resurrection is useless, right?

A dozen years ago……

She wanted to force Qin Zheng to retreat with death, and wanted to trade her own life for her own death, but more, she didn't know how to deal with confusion?

More than ten years ago, I stopped her and gave her a way out.

But now, everything has happened.

No matter how you do it, it is useless...

Surviving, it was just one more person facing this unbearable ending.

"He just wants you to live, whether it is pain or despair, he doesn't care, he just wants you to live."

Su Jing whispered, "The question is...Do you want to live?"

As he said, he couldn't help but bury his head on her and choked in a low voice.

Actually, I don’t want to release my weakness, but I saw that people I used to be familiar with were just lying down there, and I couldn’t even keep the whole body even after death...

She is actually very afraid of pain.

She said that she was afraid of pain... so she climbed to a very high place specially, but no matter how fast this kind of injury, she would be very painful for an instant.