Chapter 1389 Self-immolation (A Si Si is just Xiao Bai, Li Li Su 089033 and Shi Bi)

  Is it Qin Yu’s fault?

Su Wanmo smiled, what do you say about that smile, a little complicated, I don’t know what the emotions are, "She died very slowly, but it seems too fast, I can’t have time to say a few words to her, of course, this is also to you. Tie me...or she doesn't want to talk to me."

  This kind of thinking, this kind of mentality, Xiao Tingyun actually wants to say no, because Qin Yu is not of this kind of personality, but she also feels that Su Wanmo must understand and understand, but still thinks like this, which can only explain the guilt and pain in her heart.

   "But this may be more useful to you."

  The demon monk looked at her, as if waiting, but didn't want to wait.

  He had a foreboding that what she said would have a great influence on him.

  Su Banmo still said it, and said her long-thinking judgment.

"If every period of life and death is a taboo, and every taboo is life and death, I touched the taboo and had to pay for this secret. Ye Yan is my price and a part of the robbery between you. She should have known the secret, and finally chose to give up and let me intervene so as not to pierce the secret."

  This is foreshadowing, and the big move is behind.

   "For just so long, I have been thinking, if she is your love, and the evil Buddha has a history, then you are my Su Banmo's. It is an ethical matter."

  Three points are obscure, seven points are straightforward.

  Shock, this is really a huge shock.

  Perhaps looking at the three thousand minor planes, this is nothing, but this matter exists in Su Wanmo, an orthodox man who has never been out of line.

  She is excellent in everything and flawless, otherwise she would not be selected by the Golden House first, but her secret love. . . The Golden House may not know.

  Because the human soul is secret, even the golden house cannot be peeped by the rules.

  Because it does not understand love.

   can be in the heaven and earth, that is the great secret.

   is also an absolute taboo.

  No wonder. . . .

  Su Banmo seems to have not exposed the pain and shame of hidden taboos, she is just indifferent.

   State a fact indifferently.

  Perhaps because of the extreme pain, she has already experienced it during the time of being fixed and imprisoned.

  Because she finally understood that Qin Yu chose this path, her pain, her despair, and her death.

   After all, she has something to do with Su Wanmo.

  It turned out that when she didn't know, there was such a wonderful girl who died so tragically.

  She lowered her head, thinking of the other one, she must have figured it out later.

"People have nothing to do with the body of the evil Buddha. They are still mortals, noble or humble. Since they are all chess pieces, the direction of chess should influence each other. I influence her, she influences you, and you influence me. In fact, Reasoning, you also influence her, think from another level."

  She talked to herself, but what she said made people feel contemplative.

   "You, in fact, are also a catastrophe that she must overcome."

   "Even if she is a mortal."

   "When she was a butterfly, she could stir up the sea. It is not an exaggeration that she is a phoenix now. Then she must be Nirvana."

  The demon monk heard all the words she wanted him to listen to, his eyes were deep and there was no expression, and he asked, "What do you want to do?"

  Su Wanmo smiled, “I didn’t do anything, just to verify whether we can influence each other, and whether my chess piece has been broken.”

  "It may also be that you feel you should pay for your wrong choice."

  After she finished speaking, the demon monk's face changed slightly, and he caught it with his hands, but Su Wanmo had already started.

  Her body burned with a monstrous black purple enchanting firework.

  Burn himself to death in an instant.

  She said that Qin Yu died faster, but in fact she died faster, and she didn't have any preparation.

  Xiao Tingyun strode out, but was slow.

  Because even the demon monk is slow.

  When he stretched out his hand, he caught only a strand of ashes.

   flew down from the gap between the fingers.

  There is no brilliance, no sound, and loneliness.

  The women in this world are really too vicious when they are vicious.

   Yin Ke was scared to cry.

  People who knew Su Banmo couldn't bear it. It was too sudden. Suddenly, before they dissipated, they suffered from the tragic ending of another friend's self-immolation.

  Xuan Luobai also stayed, Qiu Lan and the others didn't expect this plot to go, and then they all looked at the demon monk together.

  The demon monk’s look fluctuates, it seems cold, sluggish, horrible, remorseful, and painful. . .

  Finally, he squeezed his palm, pinched the strand of ashes, and uttered two words.

   "Momo."

  The girl who accompanied him through the most painful and difficult years, no more.

   is gone.

   With the woman who gave her candy, coaxed him, and took him to catch butterflies.

   is gone together.

  The demon monk opened his mouth, trying to make a sound, but couldn't make any sound. He just knelt, holding the mass of ashes.

  It looks like holding the foul-smelling rotting corpse back then.

  At that time, Su Wanmo was holding the tree, her body was weak, she cried, but there was no sound, he didn't notice it at the time.

  Because he is too painful, people who are too painful cannot be distracted by others' pain or not.

  It was later discovered that she was gone.

   also self-immolated.

  It’s been so long, more than ten thousand years.

   But the result seems to be another repetition.

   Can’t keep, no one can keep.

   Ten thousand years ago, ten thousand years later, it will be the same.

   "Dao, what kind of road."

   "Extreme nothingness."

  He was sad, but he couldn't cry or shed tears.

  The way of the evil Buddha is on him, messy, rebellious, and crazy.

Yin You, who was indifferently watching the play beside   , asked slowly, "This is also a game?"

  She doesn't care about the lives of others. Since Qin Yu has died, she is still the same Yin You before.

  Kara Ksitigarbha looked at it, with a compassionate expression, and said: "In fact, no matter what the situation is, it is everyone's way. She has hers, and he has hiss."

  This Buddhism is too deep, and Yin You can't see through it, because she doesn't follow the path of life and death, she walks the path of the strongest, and the most bearish life and death.

   So he was taken aback.

  She thought of something. . . .

  Qin Yu seems to have not shown any dissatisfaction or dissatisfaction with this transaction contract. Maybe she had ended a long time ago. This contract was an accident, so she gladly accepted it.

   is the secret mentioned by the evil ancestor Yuanya.

  Xiao Tingyun also thought of one thing.

  She just came to this world, when she met Qin Yu. . That book, that poem.

  She thought she understood at the time, but she didn’t.

  "After a long absence, I smelled the scent of flowers and plants, and the back of my hands was covered with warmth."

  "The butterfly spread its wings from the eyes, and the swan goose stopped in my heart."

  "The sun was flooding my shoulders, at that moment, it was like a free man."

   "Even if I am shackled and shackled, I have just returned from hell."

  Xiao Tingyun read this paragraph lightly, and everyone, even the gods, heard it.

  Kara Jizo looked sideways at her.

  Xiao Tingyun: "After she came, she wanted how to go."

   "I want to know, what has she experienced in the underworld?"

   Still this problem.

  (End of this chapter)