Qiao Liuhua didn't want to ask anything else. She just wanted to ask such a question at the last moment of leaving.

Ask for herself.

For her as a heart of Joe's painting, for her as a heart of Joe's flow painting.

She is her, the soul of her heart.

She loves Gongxi so much. She loves Qiao Huaer so much when she is painting. She loves her silently. He doesn't know the existence of Qiao Huaer at all. As Qiao Liu's painting, he approached her purposefully for revenge.

Even if gong xi hurt her in the cold, she still wanted to ask such a question.

She wants to know the answer, she wants to know the answer before it disappears.

She wanted to hear his voice at the last moment of memory.

Gong xi looks down at Qiao Liuhua's earnest and persistent eyes. What he thinks is Hai Lingzhu, his people, and Qiao Waner's killing and Madness at that time.

"No love," he said coldly

He didn't seem to want to talk much. He only answered these two words.

So cold, so cold, even the eyes are so cold and piercing.

Although Qiao Liuhua knew Gong Xilin's possible answer, she was choked with heartache.

At this moment, she seemed to faint. She thought she was going to die.

But she took a deep breath and forced the sour mood back.

Every time she thought she was going to die, she took a deep breath and found that her heart was still beating.

She is still alive!

She's still in pain!

Qiao Liuhua took a deep look at Gongxi and then walked towards the door.

Seeing Qiao Liuhua leaving, you Daijia began to shout, "Wang, do you just let her go? She killed the Haizu...... "

Qiao Liuhua hears you Daijia's words, and then slowly looks back at yangongxi Leng.

Is he going to kill her?

Gong xi closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to see Qiao Liu's paintings.

He said, "you go, I promised others, let you go, you go!"

This man is naturally fengsujin, so Gongxi Leng can't kill Qiao Liuhua.

In fact, it was also at this time that he knew that the people of the Hai nationality were going to die soon, and the Hai Lingzhu could not be opened. Even if Qiao Liuhua was killed, nothing could be changed.

At the end of the day, Thaksin in ancient times was wrong.

……

Listen to Gong Xi's words, Qiao Liuhua doesn't want to understand what it means. She looks at him with his eyes closed. She tries to smile, as if she wants to leave her own smile.

But she found that she couldn't smile, and her breath was hurting. She tried to squeeze out a smile, but she couldn't squeeze out a smile.

Qiao Liuhua went out step by step.

In fact, she was in pain.

Just lost the child, her body is very painful, she walked to the door step by step, feet are like stepping on the tip of a knife.

She didn't know what strength she was supporting her step by step.

When she came to the door, she couldn't help looking back.

She told herself to take another look at Gongxi.

When she looked back, she just looked at Shanggong Xi coldly.

After a deep look, Qiao Liuhua walked out of the door and disappeared into the cold view of Gongxi.

Just when Qiao Liuhua looked around, Gong Xilin felt very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Qiao Liuhua goes to a remote corner of the floating island. She breaks her finger with her teeth and lets the blood drop on the ground. When her hands turn, she is ready to open the power of the sea spirit bead with the blood of her ghost.