Chang Yufeng's black pupils looked at the shadow in brightly, and it was the rain point to his eyes by light. Flashing.

"Why?"

Finding the shadow's feet off the ground, shaking. In the thunder, everything he was suddenly pale, the kind of white is different, just like seeking the shadow of the wasteland.

"Although I am afraid of death, I think I have to stop it. If I can take my grandmother to leave, it is better, if I do n’t do this, I must regret it."

Chang Yufeng closed his eyes and silent.

"What do you regret?"

"Regret, I am so small and incompetent, but even the soul is never tall."

Chang Yufeng picked up the book again. He wanted to leave, but he couldn't move. He could never restrict his actions. After he just said this, he was inexplicable.

The sincere feelings made by Zizi were in front of him. The more he went forward, the more scared, and in the end, nothing would be done.

Punishment, it's over.

Xunhuang shadowed a finger.

"People can make mistakes, it doesn't matter." Xunhuangying pouted and smiled, and I saw that Chang Yufeng's whole body began to get golden light.

Chang Yufeng was immersed in his injuries, and the sense of guilt came to him, which made him exhausted. In those scattered memories, everything he was chasing his kindness endlessly.

Raising his own ability to the degree of matching with himself, the feeling, but because he could not save anyone or even things, he couldn't breathe.

He had a headache, and the stone in his heart was pressed, but he couldn't get liberated.

Can people really make mistakes?

Still want to make a mistake.

If you can't forgive, don't forgive it.

【Boom-】

The thunder is rolling, as if the punishment that has already passed has long passed. Thunder will not split on any bad guy, nor will it be split to anyone who wants to repent.

But. This thunder, this punishment is like everything that can be caught in the shadow of the shadow and dissipates.

The blood and rain in the city of Fulan will begin, and the "god" cast by Jinguang is coming. This road of fate has no return.

Chang Yufeng was sleeping under the golden light. At this time, the ribs of the crystal turned into black and merged into his real ribs. The power of the springs was like the dream he experienced, which turned into part of his life.

But this time, he slept peacefully, accepted, this full day, unique grace of all things.

All the magic people in the whole of the city of Fran can feel their own wands trembling with joy. In their own Dantian, the magic atmosphere is surging. They are surprised.

Yingying sentient beings, such as fire like shining.

The trees of the city of Fulan are swaying, the clear spring is clear, the city walls are trembling, the soil is causing creeping, the birds are greeting the thunderbolt, and the beasts are standing high, more, more things are listening, the crystal god bone is

The subtle sound of the melting casting.

"Alice, I need to go out." A red dress was thrown aside by her, and her golden hair swayed in the wind.

Her beautiful red high -heeled shoes have not been replaced when they first attended the ball. The wand of the rose thorns threw it on her hand and turned into a black shadow, and it disappeared for a moment.
Chapter completed!