When the rain jumps, it feels a powerful suction from the Orchid, leaving him with no control at all over his body.

The body is suddenly wrapped in a warm ball of light after the night wind throws out the trident.

Then slowly returned to the ground.

“Night Wind -!!! ”

The night wind gave him a bright smile: "Xiaoqi, this world must live well. ”

Blue silk floats in the wind.

Snow-white long shirts thundered.

For the first time, the young man's smile appeared so warm, pure and heartwarming.

And then slowly, slowly hidden in the light of the trident.

Qingshan is not old, with Junbaitou.

For the rest of his life, to this end.

The rain suddenly widened its eyes and rushed out almost at all costs.

Only this time, one hand grabbed him tightly.

“Seven, seven! ”

Clouds rushing in my ears, “Xiaoqi, don't scare me! ”

The rain stared at the clouds as if they were cold before mumbling: “Brother Big Brother, is the night wind dead? ”

Yun Rusheng glanced at the spear, moved his lips and did not speak.

Rain can't wait to leave Chu and Muyan: “Third Brother, Six Sisters, do you know what this is all about? ”

Muang looked at the rain with some apprehension and waved his hand, and the air's nose tower shrunk into palms and returned to her palms.

Mu Yan roughly guessed the reason why he had not yet fully matured through his mind.

But for a while, she didn't know how to answer the rain.

Because she could see that the rain didn't want to die in the night wind.

On the contrary, Chu Qiu did not have any worries. “It should be sacrificing his flesh and blood to stabilise the collapse of the floating island. ”

The rain silenced and gazed at the silver trident floating in the sky.

The trident is crumbling a little bit, and one verse disappears.

Rain falls without knowing why, it feels like there's something in my heart that disappears a little.

Dropped, cold and lonely suffering.

If the cloud touches his head, he softens his voice: "Let's stay here. Maybe they'll live? ”

Sit down on your knees and gently flick the strings to create a beautiful soothing sound.

Cold feather foam also sat down with Mu Yan and laughed: “This is our first time in Blue Empire City. We'll be walking for two days. ”

Ling Yuxuan: “I went to the neighborhood to find some ingredients, fight for a day... cough, watched the day lively, I was a little hungry. ”

Qin Liquor brought spiritual fruit pastry to the rain, “Xiaoqi, eat! Sweet, just eat... and you won't be sad. ”

The rain felt a little warm in his orbit and his chest was sore and sour.

What was missing didn't come back, but he didn't feel cold and lonely.

'Cause he's still out there, and he's such a good brother and sister!

The rain grabbed a spiritual fruit and sat down beside Muang, listening to the wonderful sound of the violin, watching the gradually disintegrating trident, whispering: “Night wind, what is my relationship with Lanchu analysis? What do I have to do with you? ”

“Will we really... never see each other again? ”

……

No Palace.

The five flames came from afar and fell into the hands of the Emperor.

The Emperor's face showed satisfaction, “There are five more puppets in the Palace of the Unsullied... Huh? ”

His eyes suddenly opened slightly, revealing an incredible look.