He is the one who can go to heaven and enter the earth. He is his. He is xuanyuanche.
Nothing is better than this, nothing excites him more than this, his Ryukyu, his favorite Ryukyu.
The excitement and excitement suppressed by the day were pletely volatilized at this time.
The moon is as beautiful as practice.
Heart is shouting, body is roaring, want to be together with xuanyuanche, want to be together.
However, Ryukyu did not forget the red cinnabar behind her neck.
That one has no harm to her, but it can take xuanyuanche's life. That one her mother ordered for her.
Arms extended, tightly clasped the xuanyuanche on his body, tightly clasped, not allowing him to move a point, not move a moment.
"Month?" Xuanyuanche frowned.
"You forgot." Looking up at the bright moon, in her life, Murong Ryukyu can do whatever she wants, but there is one thing that stands in her way, the only one she wants to go.
Eyebrow deep furrow, Xuan Yuan Che remembered.
Hand out, side over the neck of Ryukyu, xuanyuanche looks at the red cinnabar on Ryukyu's back neck, and his addicted face turns into a biting iron green.
Damn hell Island, damn cinnabar.
A silence, two people fall into a short silence, only the sound of the river tinkling away.
"In May, have you thought about how to get to it?" Silence for a long time, xuanyuanche relieved, suddenly looked down at Ryukyu road.
Hearing this, Ryukyu frowned. She just wanted to defend and overthrow the island of hell. As for eliminating this, she really forgot it.
It's not the same thing to overthrow hell island and ask them to give antidote willingly.
The two people's eyes meet in the air. Maybe they will put this on the agenda.
The night wind, with the warmth of the river, with the beginning of the hot temperature, floating with this side of the night sky.
I can't see it all the time, but what I can't eat is No.
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