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I walked forward nine nights, but I felt that my feet were as heavy as my weight.

The night Lingyue really did not die.

Although she watched her fall into the abyss, he never believed that she was dead.

She is the daughter of the Buddha of God, the blood of God, how can it die easily.

Even if she is dead, she should be reborn.

She is a man of words and trust. She said that if he let his blood bond pay, she will definitely return.

Therefore, he has been waiting for these years, waiting for her to come back for revenge.

But this is more than five hundred years.

As time went by, he began to panic.

Why did she never appear?

He secretly sent someone to find and ask about her news.

Every time, he is disappointed.

He began to realize that she might be really dead.

Never disappear in the world, no longer revenge, disappeared and cleaned up?

This thought, like the fire of the original, burned his heart out of a big hole.

Every time I think about it, let him sleep at night.

He would rather wait for her to revenge than to believe that she really disappeared.

The heart began to become ridiculous, and slowly, everything began to be cold, and even the most beloved Laner was left out by him.

Until he met the niece of the land.

The eyes that seemed to be similar, let him find hope again.

On her body, there is a breath of people.

He began to resist and found an excuse to come to the human world.

Finally, let him find the traces of the night Lingyue.

He met Hong Mingyue, which is similar to Wu Lingliu in the night.

But that's just just similar. It's been clear for nine nights, and those are not the night moon.

I never thought about it for nine nights. One day, he really met the night moon again.

Her realism is just a stone's throw away.

She is a little different from her previous life.

The looks are still the same, but it seems to be more beautiful, or more lively.

The agile eyes were sparkling against the backdrop of the water.

The rosy lips are full and full, and people can't help but want a kiss.

She wore a close-fitting, inconspicuous robes, which were splashed by the river, but it was hard to wear a living (color) fragrance.

Such a kind of she, let the nine nights have an impulse to hold her in her arms.

There are some sorrows in the nine nights. In the past, when he was with her, he rarely gave birth to such impulses.

She is the military **** of the North, and she is always with the soldiers.

Unlike the softness of Laner, even if the body is not good, it can always be like a man laughing and laughing.

Even when he was with him, there was little expression of the woman's charm. For a long time, he forgot that she was also a woman.

It is clearly the face of the Allure, but it has never been treated like a woman.

The two even had few intimate actions, even when she was given the seal of God, when the two were most intimate, they were only in the camp, and she leaned beside him and talked with him.

When she was in love, she kissed him very quickly on his face.

The only one of them was that relative.

Once, he once thought that he had no feelings for men and women, and some were just friends-like friendship.

His love was all given to Laner.

This idea, until the death of the night, is also true.

But at the moment of the moment, I saw her as beautiful as Luohe.

His heart suddenly jumped up and suddenly realized that he was not only her friendship with her comrades.

He wants to embrace her beautiful.

I opened my hand nine nights, but I suddenly stiffened.

She is the woman who killed his father and hatred, and also maimed him and Laner's first child. She lied to him and he should hate her.

He did hate it too, but after hating the precipitation, it was like a double-edged sword, and it hurt him.

He wants to tell her that he has waited for her for a long time.

But when I got to the lips, I shrank back.

In his mind, there was the scene before the death of the night.

"Oh, nine nights, if there is an afterlife, I am in the middle of the night, I must ask you to pay blood and blood!"

Her eyes are sore, so hateful, so painful.

The heart suddenly hurt, and he hesitated for nine nights.

When I stepped forward, I was afraid of alarming her, not coming forward, and fearing that she would disappear.

She has disappeared for more than five hundred years.

Some of the strange eyes of the nine nights fell into the eyes of Ye Lingyue.

She also felt a bit strange.

Suddenly, Ye Lingyue touched his face.

I thought about it, the makeup on my face has been removed, the face of this moment...

At the moment, this real face is very similar to Hong Mingyue's fake face. I am afraid that she will recognize her as Hong Mingyue.

Ye Lingyue squats and wants to leave.

"Month..."

I saw Ye Lingyue's face indifference, no hate, no extra expression, I don't know why, she was so indifferent, she turned a blind eye to him, but made him a little flustered.

He subconsciously wants to stop her, but what he blurted out is the name of the two when they get along.

Like Lan Chuchu, he likes to call him a nine-night brother. Hong Mingyue called him a big brother. He only called him "the night of nine nights". Whether he was a displaced patriarch or a noble god, she always Even with his surname, he was screaming for nine nights.

Some ruthless old officials in the north will talk in the back, saying that the night of the moon is not honorable, and the gods of the nine nights are not seen in the eyes.

I heard it at the end of the night, and I once thought about it.

But after she died, no one shouted at him for nine nights, he was lost, then he knew what he had lost.

I thought about it for nine nights, and the niece of the land was also calling him nine nights.

How could he think of the woman at this time?

I am not happy at the bottom of my heart.

Month? Ye Lingyue couldn't stop the goosebumps, and he almost didn't swear, rolling your moon.

My mother only managed to call me a good cut for the month.

However, I thought about it. I was stunned by the nine nights. During the day, I still had a fierce look that I couldn't wait to peel myself. When I arrived at night, I changed my personality.

The little tangled expression is different from his usual style of painting.

Ye Lingyue thinks again, isn't it called yourself, is it called Hong Mingyue?

Also for the woman of Hong Mingyue, she is similar to herself.

It turns out that Hong Mingyue's relationship with him is already good enough. It's really a pair of uppercase dogs and men.

Ye Lingyue grinned, his feet were fast, he was going to leave.

"Moon."

When I saw her going in the night, she was anxious. Her body was a few steps faster than Ye Lingyue. She caught up with Lingyue in three steps and two steps.

But when he wanted to grab Ye Lingyue's hand, she suddenly disappeared.

In the hand, only touched the cold air.

"Month?"

In the wilderness, echoing the sound of panic and nine nights panic.

More painful than losing is to lose again.

Looking around for nine nights, I can see where there is still the shadow of the night.

She is like a mirror, and she disappears.

Is he really dreaming?