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Su Kui's heart throbs, heart, heart, person?

All of a sudden, all memories rushed into my mind, lingering, and the position of the heart seemed to be broken into a mouth, and a warm current flowed into it.

She was hesitating, and the old woman didn't urge it, she was arranging the red rope, and occasionally greeted the woman who was coming and going.

"Bring us one."

The voice is low and cold, like mountain streams and stones colliding with the current.

This voice, like a heavy hammer, hit Su Kui's heart at once, dong, dong, dong—

Her hearing and vision began to blur, leaving only her heart beating continuously, with great strength, as if she would jump out of her throat.

It's him? not him?

At this point, Su Kui was a little stubborn, and didn't want to look back. Her lips squeezed tightly, and she looked down at the knotted ropes, red ones, made up of thin red threads, knitted into several strands.

Occasionally, peach petals float down and fall on the knotted rope. The old woman doesn't pick them up, but let them fall, but they look good.

"Why don't you look back? Fear me?"

The voice was a little closer, her breath hit her side face, the ear lobe was itchy, Su Kui turned back violently, and she flicked it with a slap.

But when he was only a millimeter away from the cold and delicate face, he stopped abruptly.

The man was dressed in a snow-white brocade, and his wide blouse seemed to be extremely weak. His silver hair was scattered randomly behind his shoulders. He didn't know how long he stood here. Even his hair was covered by peach petals.

His hair was blown up by the wind and entangled with pieces of peach blossom. The beauty was like a painting, just one side, enough to suffocate.

"Why don't you fight? I know you are angry. Wait a long time for this day? Come on, let out a few breaths, I won't be angry."

The man smiled and lightly touched the broken hair on her temples, intimately plucked the peach blossoms that fell on her shoulders, and played around with slender white fingertips.

Su Kui lowered his eyes, his eyes quickly stirred up with the ups and downs of his emotions, a complex look, staring at his hand, and after a while, he gently asked, "Who the **** are you? Do n’t forget, or--"

In the ice cave, the man who has been sleeping on the ice bed for thousands of years?

She didn't dare to ask, in case, when the time comes, isn't Shen Shen forget?

How smart a man is, he naturally knows what she is worried about, and sighs, he can't tell whether he is jealous or not.

"Do you want me to be him?"

Su Kui's heart sank at once, stopped talking and turned away.

Since Shen Wangwang no longer exists, she doesn't want to talk to this again. There is no intersection with someone who has a face exactly like Shen Wangwang.

"Hello, Fu Changan, are you so cold when you see me? I'm not happy or happy at all? I came running to you and thought you would be happy!"

Su Kui was confused. She pressed her eyebrows and turned to look at him impatiently. "Who the **** are you ?!" This tone, like the stink Taoist, is really like it!

"You can continue to call me Shen Wuwang. He was originally a part of me, but now, he is just one."

With this sentence, Su Kui's big stone loosened a little.

She raised her red lips and looked at each other with a smile.

The wind blew away his silver hair, and a few strands of hair hung from his forehead, making him even more enchanted. The eyes are deep, the skin is pale like paper, and no trace of blood is visible. The whole person is like a porcelain doll with no popularity.