The cool eyes of the purple clothes are like a sharp blade, inserted in her heart, **** pain.

Yuner wakes up from the dream, as if a basin of cold water is poured down, from the head to the soles of the feet, the body is cold, she hangs her eyes, the white face is horrified and looks at the white and transparent hands.

Too familiar.

This is her hand. Unlike Xiao Yu, her tail has a large red rice.

At this moment, she hopes that this red dragonfly does not exist.

Yuner’s crystal clear tears rolled down silently, in front of this purple man like a god, he was Xiao Yu’s master, and she, in his eyes, was nothing but a disfigurement of his body. soul.

Yuner’s painful heartache, this position, why is this pain? Can't breathe if it hurts.

The purple dress wants her soul to fly away, and the palm of the hand comes immediately, without mercy.

His purple figure is the most stunning color in the world, which can make the world eclipsed. She is so addicted to him, let her be his foil, and she is willing.

But why is he so cruel to her?

Yuner’s heart is like being torn by his own hands. It hurts to the extreme. He is blinded by tears. He can’t see his appearance, but his purple shadow seems to have been engraved into her bone marrow. On her heart.

Yuner closed his eyes in pain and waited for the coming of the soul.

Is it wrong to love someone?

Yuner doesn't know why he thinks so? But she can't deny her own thoughts. She never liked such a strong person. Even her brother didn't. She just got used to her brother and didn't want to bear the promise of her brother.

This man.

She has the kind of impulse to throw away all, even her own life, and at the expense of it.

The expected severe pain did not wait.

Yuner opened her eyes, and the scene in front of her eyes made her wet again, and her heart was awkward and painful.

She loves the purple shadow, leaning over Xiao Yu, the pair of phoenixes that are so good to see the extreme, no longer faint and cool, he cares as he looks at Xiao Yu, and stretches his arms, so carefully, to hold Xiao Yu, Nai Xiao Xiao The body of the skeleton is a solid body, and his arm can only pass through her body.

Yuner's wet eyes are red, as if she had known him thousands of years ago, looking up at the high, indifferent man, suddenly, in the face of Xiao Yu, became a common man who smoked smoke and smoke. Among his noble phoenixes, there is an emotion that should not be there.

Xiao Yu.

Her mouth was bleeding red blood.

Yuner saw it, and suddenly she was sad and wanted to laugh.

It turned out that Ziyi did not kill her because her soul was connected with Xiao Yu’s soul. When she was injured, Xiao Yu would be injured. When she died, Xiao Yu would die.

What he worried about was only Xiao Yu’s life.

boom!

The door was kicked open.

Another man who was chilly came in, the man's cold face, black like Jun Jun, he strode toward Xiao Yu, slender feet, stepped on the transparent back of the purple clothes, like the king, reaching out Xiao Yu hugged into his arms.

After Feng Lingran stepped on the purple clothes, the transparent body of the purple clothes became darker and more real.

He hugged Xiao Yu to the bed, carefully lowered it, and let her sit in his arms, palms behind her back, conveying a steady stream of aura.

Yuner looked at the two men, all so distressed and cared for Xiao Yu, she suddenly envied.

Why can't she ask for something that she can't ask for, Xiao Yu can get it so easily?