Looking at the figure, it is exactly zero, and the spirit boy is missing under the thunderbolt.

Failed?

Hei Jieming ran over quickly, lifted Zero's body, and sniffed his nose. Fortunately, he was still angry.

He took off his coat and wrapped her body, so he couldn't look for the spirit boy anymore, so he ran wildly.

There was only one thought left in his mind, and he could never let Zero die in front of his eyes again, waiting to save her, heal her, and do his utmost, he would also convince her to stay and forget the ancient man from now on. Back to the original zero. [

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A sudden heavy rain washed away the filth. Outside the Hall of Holiness, the flowers were red and green, and everything was shining with vitality.

Zero finally felt, from head to toe, all pain.

She could not help opening her eyes, as far as she could see, they were all luxurious, with gold and silver wrapped around the walls, carved dragons and carved phoenixes, and large pieces of hand-knitted carpets, laying on the ground.

In the incense burner, the light smoke curled up and the precious spices exuded a strong smell.

It seemed like a dream, and it was a little hard to recognize the truth.

Reaching out, five fingers flourish, with three gold nail sets, and two rings, red and green gemstones, reflected into the brilliance, the wrist is full of exquisite bracelets, gently move, All jingled.

She was ridiculously dressed in this tacky dress, and the crystal tears dripped and dripped along her ecstatic face.

Although she was still in pain, she picked the jewelry down and dropped it directly on the ground, while running towards the dresser in her memory.

When the bronze mirror faithfully reflected the beauty of the long and charming allure, her feet were soft and stumbled.

Covering his face desperately with both hands, only three words shouted in my heart, come back, come back, come back. . .