Chapter 1129

He must be looking at her back at the moment. I don't know why she refused to leave. Why ignore the oath? Why give him hope and break it?

She walked faster and faster, regardless of the confused ideas in her mind, regardless of the questioning eyes behind her, she walked firmly and never looked back.

No one could see in her eyes not only the surging tears, but also the firmer, rock like determination!

We'll see you later!

Looking at Huang Beiyue who left suddenly, Lixie was puzzled for a moment, then she was angry and wanted to catch up.

Where can she say go?

He had just stepped out a step, but the king of Shura behind him did not know when he had come to him, reached out a little and stopped him.

"Does your majesty just let her go? Come as you say, go as you say. Where does she think Shura city is? " The displeasure in Lixie's tone is still cold.

"I let her go." Wind even wing said calmly, but there is no doubt about the tough, Lixie also dare not say anything.

"When she is here, I never dare to sleep. I'm afraid that when I wake up, I will not be myself anymore," said Feng Lianyi

In his tone, he was deeply tired, and those who listened could not help being touched.

Lixie glanced at him and frowned slightly. In his lavender eyes, the purple, which symbolizes the blood of Shura City, seemed to be more and more rich.

As expected, time is running out.

"Now that she is gone, your majesty may rest at ease." The evil way.

Without response, the wind turned slowly around the misty lake and walked to the loft across the lake, which was covered by flowers and plants.

The back is so lonely and desolate that for the first time, Lixie, who is a Warcraft, has a kind of trance and melancholy illusion, and has doubts about her mission.

After returning, he took the ink lotus and left immediately. Huang Beiyue took his hand and walked out. His face was like ice, which made him squeak. He hid in ink lotus's arms and whispered something.

Mo Lian said, "the moon?"

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's leave here first!" Huang Beiyue didn't want him to ask more, he said decidedly.

Feeling the cold breath of her body, like a wall between them, Mo Lian had to shut up.

She walked very fast, he could not keep up with her, and it was very difficult for him to hold hands.

Huang Beiyue looks back at him and says, "Mo Lian, don't you want to leave here?"

Mo Lian shook her head. She found that his forehead was full of sweat and his face was pale and ugly. She thought that he was weak when she saved him. After two days' rest, she thought he was OK.

"What's the matter?" She could not see the injury on his body. She could only think it was internal injury. She immediately felt his pulse. Although the pulse was a little disordered, it was normal, which would not make him so weak.

Mo Lian shrinks back and tries to organize the language, but she doesn't know how to explain it.

Huang Beiyue's mind is confused, and her heart is still in agony. Unconsciously, she said, "Mo Lian, don't be willful. Let's talk about something else."

Squeak anxiously, but Mo Lian grabs him, nods his head, and quickly follows Huang Beiyue's steps and leaves Shura city.

All the way there was no one to stop, unobstructed, and when finally outside, it was still dark night, a round of the moon in the sky, hiding behind the dark clouds, showing a pale light.