A little baby fell from above.

Everyone below was shocked to death.

"ah--"

Countless people rushed towards him and reached out.

The last twins of the world knelt forward, kneeling on the snow, causing great pain, but they had no idea and tried to stretch their hands.

Finally, before Xiaojiu's back fell to the ground, Dingding's hand dragged him.

His hands were pressed against the snow, and the clear cry of the child continued in his palms.

Everyone's hearts fell from a high altitude to the bottom of the valley with a thunderous sound.

Ding Ding's whole body was stiff and she didn't dare to move.

Before I could breathe a sigh of relief here, a shocking explosion in the sky resounded through the sky.

...

A gorgeous palace.

The woman was wearing a moon-white exquisite palace dress, her long black hair was like seaweed, and a luxurious gem crown was inlaid on her head. She sat upright on the jade stool, looking at the person in the mirror with satisfaction.

The maid crawled at her feet, lowered her eyebrows and looked down, and gently beat the master's legs.

Someone walked in quickly and knelt on his knees: "Your Highness, Princess."

The woman smiled with her jade lips, and her voice was like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley: "Diet?"

The man knocked on the ground with one head: "Fortunately I'm not humiliating my fate!"

A surprise flashed in the woman's apricot eyes, she stood up without any composure, dragging her long skirt behind her, like waves, she walked to the kneeling person, staring at him with her eyes tightly: "Confirm?"

The man raised his head and looked at the noble and supreme woman in front of him with a pious look. He reached out to touch her skirt: "Ask, Your Highness."

When the explosion was happening, she was in the center and the probability of survival was less than one percent.

Moreover, looking at the faces of those people in the Demon Night City, the woman who made the princess look like a thorn in her eyes can already declare her official death.

The woman standing seemed to let go of some great shackles for a moment. Her relieved voice could be clearly heard in the hall. She condescended to surrender and personally helped the people on the ground: "Thank you, Daniel, you are the most brave knight in the Holy See. I will ask my father to ask him to reward you well."

Dead...

Finally dead...

Through the gentle and noble appearance, the woman's eyes were filled with waves of pleasure and viciousness.

Even if you are true, so what?

As long as a person dies, there is nothing left!

...

Demon Night City.

Lin Xuan stood on the roof of a messy building. He stared at Lin Yuan's death with his eyes motionless, and there was no expression on his handsome face.

Lin Yuan died, with her resentment and jealousy.

Her body was blown away, and he couldn't even collect it for her.

His only relative left him, and from today onwards, he, like the other brothers, has become a real lonely man.

There will never be anyone else who sweetly calls him "brother".

Fragrant snowflakes were flying in the sky, and the cold wind roared and waved by.

Lin Xuan's eyes were lonely and desolate.

In addition to the pain, there is also a strong self-blame that cannot be dissolved.

There was a sound of footsteps behind me, very calm, stepping on the snow one by one, creaking.

Then a broad hand pressed his shoulder, and the man's voice was even colder than this day: "I think there are some things I should tell you."

Lin Xuan turned his head and looked at Ning Yuan's face that seemed to have never been expressed in expression: "Tell me."

At this point, nothing happened, he could not accept it.

"This was found in Lin Yuan's relics."
Chapter completed!