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Su Kui lowered her eyes, and all her arrogant smiles disappeared from her face. Hearing the terrible cry of pain, she seemed to remember that she was the same that night, painless, struggling on the verge of death. Her heart was violently ups and downs, and she unconsciously tightened the clothes in front of Fusang's chest. "The more Fusang, am I very vicious?"

She leaned gently in his arms, "Maybe she was right, people like me are destined to go to hell."

Yue Fusang sighed softly, and he held her tightly in her arms, resting her chin on the top of her head, her nose full of the delicate fragrance of the mandala flowers on her body. He lowered his eyes and kissed her hair. "If you go to hell, I will accompany you."

Those who have done evil are going to hell.

In this case, wherever she went, he was there to accompany him. As long as there is her place, even if it is Abi hell, Daoshan Huohai, he is willing to go together.

Su Ku leaned sleepily in his arms, with a clear smell, mixed with blood and gas, and drilled into her nasal cavity.

She knew that it was probably his wound that was cracked. At this moment, she just wanted to be quiet and lean on for a while.

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Duan Ziyin didn't have to say much in the end.

The Spring Festival is coming soon.

Di Guangxuan happily changed his clothes and brought a lot of new year's goods to the foot of the mountain with his men who reformed evil. As the name implies, today, we are also in the background and have a Spring Festival.

On New Year's Eve.

The headlights were brightly lit, and the trunk was covered with red lanterns layer by layer, very happy. I do n’t know, I thought it was a happy event. Su Kui said this unintentionally, but heard Yue Fusang gently said in his ear: "Manshu, shall we be married?"

Perhaps because of the festive atmosphere, the room was filled with warm air, and his voice was soft and soft, as the fine silk passed by his ears. Su Kui slowly glanced at the eyes of Di Guangxuan and Jingsi Xun's startled eyes, and laughed, like the blooming of flowers, which was breathtaking.

"Okay," she said.

Di Guangxuan just froze for a moment, so he stood up for the first time.

Jing Si and Xun Ran sat together, and the two looked at each other. The latter quietly patted her on the back.

Xun Ran knew the charm of women. Once he thought he liked a woman. Later, he realized that it was just a fascination. She is so dazzling, she can easily confuse anyone's heart if she wants.

In time, Xun Ran thought, maybe he would really fall in love with her.

Fortunately, the woman let her go, let him meet this life, will not care about his past, tough woman.

No happy words, no red silk, no happy clothes, and even simplified all customs. Yes, it's just that Sanliang is not a close friend of his loved ones, a lover who follows the world.

Without Gaotang, they faced the world and worshiped each other.

So, Li Cheng.

Behind them, in the night, countless lanterns shining warmly and swaying gently in the wind, thin snow drifting down. The three people standing beside her were full of blessings.

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On New Year's Eve, Di Guangxuan rarely showed a childlike innocence, bought many firecracker fireworks, took the mirror to worship and search for fire, and many disciples found the open space and played around.

Su Kui knew that he wanted to leave her some space.

After all, she is running out of time.

Drunken face, drunk face—