The dark clouds are just disappearing in an instant.

The sun's rays reflected the earth, everything around it looked so bright and bright, people would think that everything was just an illusion.

Bai Zhi flew towards the altar immediately.

The shrine has been restored by the song.

The dragon-shaped words were reduced to about two meters, and they were lying black on the altar.

He couldn't feel her breath.

This cognition left him blank in his panicked mind.

"Little white." Bai Zhi held her in her arms, trying to run on her with her aura.

The demon king on the side waved his hand away and rushed into Yange's body with his aura.

He then reacted, she was a demon, he was a human, and his aura could only speed up her death.

He was too late to be grateful to the demon king and just hugged her tightly.

"Little white." His voice trembled.

At this time, he was unable to save her. This powerlessness and despair filled his heart, making him a black hole in his head at this moment. ... "

Xu was because of his call, Yan Ge's eyelids moved, and with his nervous expectation, he slowly opened his eyes.

It was also at the next moment that she transformed into a young girl.

She looked up and smiled at him.

"The altar is repaired."

She looked at him and murmured, "Are you happy?"

happy?

happy?

Her eyes were so bright, she looked at him expectantly.

It's like a pet beast, waiting for the owner to praise it.

He burst into tears in tears.

But he put up with it the next moment.

He rolled his throat and smiled slowly in her expectant gaze: "Happy."

He repeated, hurlingly saying, "Happy."

With her gaze, he smiled even brighter.

She grinned and laughed.

"as long as you are happy."

Such a word made her tears again.

He wanted to say that he was not that demon, he wanted to say that he was not happy at all.

He preferred the altar to not be repaired, and he did not want her to do anything.

But he couldn't say a word, he looked at her, smiled, smiled ...

He couldn't help it, choked and asked her, "Why?"

Because he was a demon, or because he had guarded her as an egg.

Whatever the reason, she shouldn't be so heartbreaking to him, after all, neither the demon nor him was as good as she thought.

"Because it's you." She stretched out her hand, trying to touch his head, her hand falling in midair and weak.

He reached for his hand and lowered his head and grabbed her hand on his head.

He looked at her with a satisfying petting smile, and his heart was even more embarrassing. He couldn't help but stared at her and said, "That's a devil, it's not me at all, it's not me. He has completely disappeared, and you just do this. do not know."

She still laughed and looked at him with a smile.

He used to think that her smile was bright and that her smile was dazzling, but never before did she feel that smile was so hot and dazzling that he even wanted to be ashamed of herself under her smile.

He murmured and said, "I'm not him, I'm not him."

If he had explained it to her long ago, maybe she would not be so good to him, maybe she would not be like this.

"Stupid." She said, "Don't be unhappy, I hope you are happy, always happy."

You are so happy and happy, and so special!

She said: "If you like an apprentice, go after it boldly. Life is short."

Before he could talk, a burst of blood was suddenly sprayed by her, spraying him all over his face, and the hot blood splashed on his face turned cold.

The next moment, she became a coke-like dragon again.

She didn't have the strength to speak, nor did she have the strength to open her eyes. Her eyes were closed tightly, but her paws were holding his hand tightly.

She held his hand tightly and moved towards her belly.

She was crawling, black with coke, but her belly was intact.

She looked up strenuously and murmured in his ear: "Cut!"