MTL - Transmigrating into a Demon Spirit to Blow up the Entire World-Chapter 163 The little phoenix of the demon

The shackles in front of him still muttered to himself, "He actually saved you with the heart... He actually saved you with the heart..."

The two flowers are exchanged between two blood-related people, and the mana and vitality of one person are transferred to another person. Since the two flowers in the win have been opened, it means that he has supplied mana and vitality to the sky. In this case, it is impossible to live anyway, even if it is high.

It’s not only good to live now, but also the body’s eternal skill in the sky. The only explanation is that someone used the ability to return to life and saved him.

At that time, only Xiaofeng went to the Magic Sea with the win, and under the heavens, only Xiaofeng had the ability to return to life. Although the usage of this ability can not help but tremble, the heart is the material, the refining of medicine into Dan, even the closest people are not necessarily willing to make such sacrifices. The win-win is saved by the little phoenix, which means that it is self-evident that the sky will be defeated by the resurgence of the two flowers, and once the corpse loses its skill, it will not escape the ending.

There are three bitterness in life, resentment, love to leave, and not to ask. Among them, I can't ask for the most bitterness. I was deeply immersed in this kind of suffering thousands of years ago. I am in a state of madness. However, winning is more painful than him. Because I lose it after I get it, I have never had it. The blows and despairs that come are still a hundred times more.

He has only known that he has already received the wholehearted feelings of Xiaofeng. Although Xiaofeng did not say anything, he really did not hesitate to take a heart out. But this incomparable sincere feeling was destroyed by his own hands and could not be found back.

The pain is rapidly expanding in the body, so that he has no time to manage the madness of the madness, and even has no extra strength to hate each other, the brain is all about the little phoenix.

Thinking of the little phoenix's every move, the more words and words I said, the more I think, the more every inch of flesh and blood from head to toe is conquered by the unbearable pain, bones and blood are bitten into gray. I can't wait to go back to the past, cut off my own hand that pushed the little phoenix and helped the scorpion, and cut off the tongue that opened the heart to the little phoenix.

He can't forgive himself.

Yan wins a big breath in the chest, and after a long time, he slowly eases over, while whispering the name of the little phoenix, he consciously got up and went to find the little phoenix. He wants to see him. He still has a lot to explain. There are still many words to pray for forgiveness. Even if the little phoenix wants him to dig out the heart, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if he doesn't see him. He can stay in the day and night. Outside the door of the Habitat Palace, even if it is a lifetime.

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However, after waiting for a long time, I could not see the figure of Xiaofeng. I only learned from the resentful youth that Xiaofeng took the initiative to bear the crime of dereliction of duty at the pilgrimage, and had already cut off half of it. Love and Huigen. It was only afterwards that I thought of the token that Xiaofeng had stuffed into his hand. However, the next news that followed was completely devastating to him. Xiaofeng chose Nirvana.

Where did it come from? Where did it go? The phoenix was born in the Yuanyuan, and then in the fierce fire of the Yuanyuan. Xiaofeng’s work has always been crisp and neat. On the day of discussion with the Emperor, he went to the Yuanyuan.

Because he has an inexplicable intuition, I feel that the counter-attack of the Zhaohuo will be fulfilled, and there is no time to hesitate and wait. I remember when I was a child, someone told him not to ignore his instincts, because it is possible that life is warning you.

Xiaofeng stood on the edge of the mountain and spread his arms and leaned back. For the world, the extremely hot flame is as comfortable as the mother's hotbed, the wind whistling through the ears, the clouds in the sky are farther and farther away from the line of sight, and the mood suddenly feels more relaxed and comfortable than ever before.

The feeling of flying is so beautiful at all times.

As a phoenix, I should have been free to fly above nine days, without being tied to anything.

Yu wins listening to the bells from the Yuan, and the whole person stays in place. Lu Yuan is the exclusive sacred place of the Phoenix family. The bell of the Yuanyuan represents what is known to all. The same hears of the bells of the bells, under the incredible grief, wants to win the boxing, but in the end it also stops in the same place. It’s down.

auzw.com is not because of the fact that he wins a little higher than the Emperor, but because of his desperate atmosphere. There are no tears on the face of Win, but he feels that he is crying. Those who are so cold and cold are dissipating. Just standing there makes people feel the pain of deep bones.

Everywhere is empty, and I win alone on the road. No one will lie on his back and talk softly. No one is overbearing and proudly instructing him to do this. No one can make him feel happy. No one can make all his troubles disappear without a smile.

There are many roads ahead, and there are many roads in life. But the only way to win is to have a road with a small Phoenix. Without a small phoenix, there would be no muddy darkness at the foot.

Now that he is lost, standing in the ridiculous wilderness, he feels that everything is empty, it is time to stop, or it doesn't matter where he goes.

The pain squirmed like a long, thorny whip, and a voice came to his ear, but he didn't know who was talking to him: "Hey...hey... come back..."

Xiaofeng can't come back. He didn't want him, told him that he would never meet, and jumped out of the shackles that could burn everything.

There is nothing in this world that is more tormenting than this.

Just like the late, a piece will make him a thousand.

It seems that I have returned to the tree house where I live together. The house is brightly lit and the smell of food. He sat down to the table, watched the table full of dishes, and the fruit porridge that Xiao Feng learned to do not long ago. The figure of Xiaofeng appeared in front of him, still a dazzling red dress and a dazzling smile, and he only looked at him and couldn't say a word.

"Taste a porridge, I cooked it for a long time."

"..."

"Right, there is fruit wine here, it is white to me."

"..."

When the teenager said and said, he slowly swayed to the front of the win, and the golden pupil looked at the win, which was the same as before. He wins the subconscious and reaches for the shoulder of the little phoenix, but suddenly he empties into the air, and then looks up again, and the four are still in the dark and empty wilderness.

How beautiful the fantasy is, how cold the reality is.

The memory of Xiaofeng’s memory goes back to Nirvana, and at this moment, the memories and mana are all homing to him. He looks at the huge snake that is smashed by the enchantment of the underworld, and all the emotions in his eyes gradually dissipate. Trace, the last thing is only a cold.

The day and night without the night will always maintain the sight of the sky, and it seems that there is a bit of the coolness of the sky. Moonlight is warm, such as the fog of silver yarn, and everybody's body is sprinkled with a faint brilliance, reflecting the turmoil of the moon, but it can not meet the coldness of the small phoenix.

The snake immediately transformed into an adult shape, and fixedly looked at the eyes of the little phoenix. Xiaoying’s eyes are so indifferent that he has created an illusion, as if he was a stranger who did not know about Xiaofeng.

The author has something to say: In the afternoon, I just got off the plane and got tired and tired. The ear also followed the pain. I wrote that I fell asleep. I accidentally passed the zero point. I can only write more and send more, and tomorrow will be a little more.