Gorgeously Enchanting Elementalist: Insidious Evil Emperor’s Airheaded Concubine

This sword of Shangguan Qingqing pierced the heart of the cold, and his life was quickly lost.

"Green! I... I love you, don't be sad, live well."

The cold and so hard to go to the Shangguan Qingqing, is to finally kiss her, touch her face, but finally could not close her eyes and pour it to the ground.

Han Ming never said to Shangguan Qingqing that I love you, because he is not the kind of sweet talker, but at this moment, he most wants to say to the Shangguan Qingqing is the word 'I love you'.

One sentence, I love you, awakening the wisdom of Shangguan Qingqing, one sentence I love you, awakening the memory that she forgot.

"Big brother!"

Shangguan Qingqing shouted with pain and horror. At the moment when the cold eyes closed and the eyes fell, all the memories were recalled. Seeing that the coldness was going to fall on the ground, Shangguan Qingqing immediately reached out and pulled him up. Still weak and weak, Shangguan Qingqing hugged the body of the cold and held him in his arms.

"Ming... my brother! Don't you... don't scare you."

Shangguan Qingqing holds the cold in one hand and touches her ice sword in a panic. This is her sword. She actually... actually killed her most beloved one?

"Hey brother... you wake up! You wake up! Don't, don't leave behind."

Shangguan Qingqing sat on the ground, leaning his head on the head of the cold, and the tears flowed like a downpour.

Han Ming closed his eyes, letting Shangguan Qingqing shake his body, but there is no intention to open his eyes. The dead person will open his eyes again.

Seeing the ice sword at the heart of the cold heart, there is the heart. Shangguan Qingqing sees a tremor in his heart, tears falling down big, and shaking with one hand to explore the cold breath.

The more the Shangguan Qingqing's hand is close to the cold, the more her heart is scared, when she touches the breathlessness.

Oh...

Shangguan Qingqing’s head is instantly blank: “The brother of my brother was killed by me...?” Shangguan Qingqing’s eyes looked at the front without a god, not crying, nor shaking the cold. There was only one sentence in her mouth, that’s it. "I killed my brother! I killed my most loved one."

"Ha ha ha...!"

Suddenly, Shangguan Qingqing was crazy like the big laughter, and then the sword of the cold chest was pulled out.

Blood, gradually her face, but she smirked for a while, and then painfully repeated the words of the cold.

Shangguan Qingqing laughed loudly. Everyone looked at her and looked down at her. Han Ming lay in her arms, her eyes closed and her face pale.

The sword on the chest has been pulled out by Shangguan Qingqing, but his blood has not only gradually filled the face of Shangguan Qingqing, but also dyed her white clothes, the blood of the land, and all of them are suggesting that the cold is being used by Shangguan Qingqing. ......

"Coldness!"

The curtain cloud purple, the little fox, the cold ya, the blue zebra, the blue yi, the more unruly, the white brook, the white zebra, the big dragon, the little dragon, all screamed the name of the cold.

Of course, the night charm was also heard, but he couldn’t get away from it. He had been entangled in repairs. When he saw the Shangguan Qingqing killing the cold, his heart should have been happy, but now he is not happy.

"what……!"

Shangguan Qingqing suddenly screamed and screamed, picking up the ice sword on the ground and slamming it toward his heart.