Gong xi stands up cold and takes a deep breath, but it hurts too.

One day did not find Joe flow painting, one day did not get her forgiveness, his heart is still painful.

Gong xi covers his face with cold hands and lets the tears flow down. When he thinks of Qiao's painting, he is extremely sad.

Several subordinates looked at the blood and tears on gong xi's cold hands and lost their color in a panic. "Wang, you can't cry any more. You are crying. It's important to have your eyes..."

"Wang, stop crying. You can't cry any more..."

……

Under the persuasion of several subordinates, Gong Xilin controlled the tears.

He wiped away the blood and tears from the corner of his eyes. "You are right. I really can't cry. I have to look at the paintings. These eyes can't go wrong."

When we heard this, we were supposed to be relieved, but it was because of the painting that we all sighed.

I feel that their king is really critically ill.

But the heart disease still needs the heart medicine doctor. I hope that Qiao Liuhua can really appear.

If Qiao Liuhua really loves Gongxi cold, he should be reluctant to let him sad, right?

When Gongxi is ready to chase juhunzhu to find Qiao Liuhua, juhunzhu suddenly reappears in the palace.

But there is no light on the reappeared soul gathering bead. Obviously, the gathered soul power is gone.

Gong xi looks cold. He reaches out and puts the soul bead in his hand.

He could still feel the warm power, his whole body was shaking, it was the breath of painting.

He can't judge wrong. It's the smell of painting.

Gong xi's cold and excited hands are shaking.

He said hoarsely, "painting, you finally appear! Finally I can find you! "

Gong xi Leng put the soul gathering bead that had been restored to its original shape in the palm of his hand and set out.

……

On this side, Feng Sujin is quietly watching Qiao Liuhua floating in the air.

When the sun appeared in the sky, the light of Qiao Liu's painting gradually disappeared.

Then she fell out of the air and landed on the petals again.

Feng Sujin looked at Qiao Liuhua's picture on the petals, almost without blinking.

Then she saw Qiao Liu's eyelashes trembling and her hands moving slightly.

At this time, the whole person of Feng Sujin is nervous, and her breathing slows down for fear of disturbing Qiao Liuhua.

After a while, I saw Qiao Liuhua really open his eyes.

"Liu Hua, you wake up, you wake up If you're still alive, I know you're still alive... "

Feng Sujin looks at Qiao Liuhua excitedly, then reaches out to hold Qiao Liuhua's hand.

When Qiao Liuhua just opened his eyes, he was still in a trance. He only felt the buzz of his ears.

She didn't come back for a moment.

"Flow painting?"

"Sujin!"

Hearing Qiao Liuhua call out her name, Feng Sujin breathed a sigh of relief, it was a real Liuhua.

Feng Sujin nodded, "well, it's me, Feng Sujin, you're still alive, and finally you wake up."

Qiao Liu's brain is still a bit trance and blank, but she knows Feng Sujin.

But my brain is a little confused, and I can't clear it for a while.

Qiao Liuhua wants to sit up. Feng Sujin quickly reaches for her hand and helps her up. "Are you ok? Is there any discomfort? "

Qiao Liuhua shakes his head. "It's just that his head hurts a little and his body is OK. Is it here?"

Qiao Liuhua looked around doubtfully and saw the surrounding scenery. Her face changed. "Aren't we in the blood building? How come back to the ghost void? Can you return to the ghost void? How could we have come? "