The Prince with the Sword Goes to the End of the World

This was supposed to be a hug, but it turned into a sudden strange indifference.

Even though Shang Molei was at a loss, he still couldn't see the former Qingyan under the ghost king mask.

In front of him, there were only eyes like black holes, and eyes without a trace of brilliance.

How can the dull pain in the heart and the unexpected loss wipe away the unforgettable memories in my heart, not to mention the beautiful pictures in the memories.

——When will this memory be hooked.In the cloud house, there is light flickering, and I don't feel it.

—— Sanfeng's eyes light up the long road, and the heart is full of lotus as he walks.Turning the corner, feeling mixed.

——There has never been rain, dew, and wind to turn the pavilion, but it is still empty and empty.Wrap your fingers softly, and talk to Qing.

——Qingquan narrow stone double carp astringent.Hate to meet each other, kiss and touch the disease, continue to hide from each other.

——Yuexia Yingmo has a deep Gu, refusing to think and seizing the soul.

——The numbers to be returned are mutual heart locks.

——Also afraid of twists and turns and tribulations, with a dull heart and a dull mood.

——I told my heart, and I was overwhelmed with tears.

"Take off that hateful mask." Shang Mo's voice was already trembling, his heart ached and his tears were flowing, "I just want to see your face clearly, even if it's just for one glance."

His slightly raised arm was powerless and helpless, and he wanted to get close to Leng Rongyue again, but he didn't dare to take a step closer.

Compared with the face he longed to see under the mask, he was more afraid of the cold dagger in her hand.

He can no longer lose, even if he can't completely lose a lover he is looking for so hard.

Leng Rongyue was silent, she had been silent since the moment she inadvertently revealed her identity.

It's not that she's still hiding something, she can't hide anything anymore, she just doesn't want to explain.

It's because she didn't know how to tell Shang Mo why she came here, and she couldn't express her difficulties and involuntary control.

In front of this young man who used to protect each other with his life, she was so powerless.

She also knew that no matter what she said, the boy in front of her would definitely stop her.

If, no amount of explanation can avoid a debate and blame, then she would rather owe an explanation, a chance to ask for forgiveness.

As long as she doesn't say a word, then Shang Mo can leave him with his fantasies and guesses.

Shang Mo would never think too badly of her, never will.

——The heartbroken is all because of lovesickness, thousands of miles away, all kinds of suffering, one thought of lovesickness becomes hurt.

——Don't leave, dance lightly, the Iraqis look back and don't forget each other.

She had already walked towards the shallows, and no one could bear witness to her reluctance when she looked back several times, no matter how many tears she shed, the mask of the ghost king who hadn't taken off for a long time could cover all the truth.

She finally boarded the 'Flying Fish Sailboat' in the shallows, a power sailboat that symbolizes killing and decision in the world.

She chose to leave, leaving silently...

Under this scene, Shang Mo was already in a hurry, he had to be in a hurry, no one could expect to be calm under such circumstances, let alone he was a young man with a vigorous blood.

Leap forward, the waves rise.

He was still blocked under the waves, and the South China Sea sharks led by Hai Sha had already surrounded him.

Merren's attacks are not weak, even the overlords in the sea, as long as they enter the sea, no one in this world would dare to entangle with them, but Shang Mo always ignored their existence.

It's because his eyes have never moved away from the figure of Leng Rongyue. At this moment, his brows can't be wrinkled any more, his fists can't be clenched any more, and his legs are too tight. Straight and hard like a stone pillar.

He quietly looked at the waves in front of him that couldn't be higher, and let the waves slowly rise above his head, blocking his gaze, his body stagnant in the sea water seemed to be waiting for a trial, and his At any time, the field is facing the destruction of the overturning waves of high waves.

He longed for the overturning waves to submerge all of him, including his body and all kinds of pain.

However, he couldn't wait for the overturning of the waves, and he couldn't feel a heart-piercing wash to take away everything from him.

Because, amidst the churning towering waves, he could still vaguely see Leng Rongyue's figure, and her exhausted appearance.

Her trembling body was still slowly lifting the gas and condensed water, as if she might fall down at any moment...

In front of Shang Mo, there shouldn't be this high wave, because he knows Leng Rongyue's skill better than anyone else; he knows even more clearly that no matter how high or big the wave is, it cannot stop him. any.

In this world, no one can watch the one he loves die in front of his own eyes.

It was precisely because the sea waves gathered in front of him instead of layers of ice cones made him lose his courage even more.

——'Ice Soul Cold Light' is 'Ice Soul Cold Light', when did it become the 'Water Control Method'...

—— Only the dissipated 'Ice Soul Cold Light' can condense the powerless 'Water Control Method'.

At this moment, he knew that Leng Rongyue was concentrating the only true energy she had, and was doing her best to stop him...

How could he be willing to live up to...

How could he not fulfill...

He could only watch her go, leaving at a very fast speed in the 'Flying Fish Sailboat'...

He who was left alone, could only let the tall and big waves in front of him scatter and slap on his face and body...

...

Yes, she is gone, how can the towering waves in front of him not be broken...

Yes, she left, the empty sea in front of his eyes could only make the faint smile on the corner of his mouth more intense...