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chapter 33

"Life and death, tell Zicheng. Lingxiu, how are she?" The black demon seemed to be trapped in deep memories. His voice was misty and he could hear it. He felt helpless and pale.

"Just want to see her?" Hades' fan-like tone was filled with curiosity: "Is this what humans call love? It's really unclear."

The Dark Demon seemed even more tired, his voice became hoarse and deeper: "Hadness, although I worship you as the Lord, you must also retain my last dignity."

There was silence. Hades seemed to retreat, but the gloomy and coldness in the darkness revealed that this mysterious character never left. In the darkness, a pair of blood-red evil eyes passed through a trace of depth for the first time, and many meaningful and entangled entanglements gradually merged into the current difficult-to-describe look.

"Since that's the case, come with me." When Hades spoke again, he no longer had the playful and evil spirit of awesomeness and grace, and replaced it with a solemn and cherishing. As he said this, a powerful force of thought broke out from the air, and the space suddenly squeezed out its folds, soaked and cracked, and a ferocious gap appeared in the air.

Looking into the gap, a scarlet corridor came into view, like the abyss of sin deep in memory, and the illusion that could not be seen at first glance was filled with nothingness and depression.

A black shadow flashed away, followed by a long-lasting sigh of low thunder. A black shadow stood up from the throne and turned into a stream of light and followed.

The narrow crack in the space slowly closed, and fear and horror that kept surging from inside and outside were blocked in the other world. If someone was present at this time, he would have been breathing heavily. The various negative emotions that were weighing on his heart were simply crazy!

How to describe it? It seems to be a world with awesome evil intentions. Everything is mainly scarlet with circles of halos. It looks real and illusory. Deep in you is a tiny living body struggling in a huge maze, rushing left and right, unable to find a way out. Perhaps you understand in your heart that there is no way out here, but you still deceive yourself and swallow your pain and despair, thus reaching the extreme of expansion and madness.

Perhaps a more appropriate metaphor can be used to imprison a person in a fixed and narrow space such as a coffin, and in less than half an hour under the double shadow of death and bondage, this person was so crazy that he could curse the whole world!

So the environment, the two figures are reflected in the illusion, lonely like a jackdaw in the setting sun.

Time seems to be sticky and essential, but when you get involved, there are ripples, as if you don’t have the power to shock here tonight. I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly, the figures melted, and the two gradually drifted away and finally seemed to disappear in this vast endless.

In the red curtains, the red crystal hall, a woman with a beautiful face and a soft eyebrows smiled slightly, her slender hands and belly lying peacefully on the soft cotton-woven silk, her cherry sips, pursing her passionately, a little cinnabar between her eyebrows, embellishing thousands of styles of style.

The only thing that is the beauty is that her beautiful eyebrows and eyes are closed tightly, as if she is greeted by others, and she doesn't want to see this world that makes her miss the extremely skinny but is disappointed.

There are silk hanging in the red tent, and under the red tent is a beautiful and colorful glazed round altar. The round altar is surrounded by colorful candles, which seem to be unruly. However, when you look closely, it seems to be in a fantastic form. The red tent stands on it, as if it is placed in the starry sky, with a long river and a group of people swaying, faintly reciprocating, and connecting the same spirit, holding the red tent in the palm of your hand.

The emperor has a great kindness and cultivates virtue. It can be said that this woman can be in such a fairyland because of fate.

The black demon only felt his eyes blur, and his eyes suddenly changed. The burden that was always under his heart was suddenly relieved. The world suddenly changed into invisible, as if passing through an invisible door and seeing a completely different side of the door.

The entire space generally gives people a feeling of roundness, with endless nothingness below. In the center of the space, a platform made of round jade bricks is connected to the silent place of the surrounding stone bridges that look like tentacles. If you focus your eyes on a certain detail, a strong exotic style will become more and more uncontrollable.

The black demon turned a blind eye to all these things. He looked at the red curtain that seemed to be floating in gravel, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist. In the hazy, there were scenes of past replaying them all.

Hades, a black shadow, looked at the Black Demon thoughtfully, and observed the Black Demon's hands trembling slightly due to excitement. He looked like he was ignorant. For Hades, the so-called love of human beings is a new thing, and he was incredible about the lack of rationality in love. He did not understand where this feeling flowed, just like he did not understand the origin of the universe. For this reason, this great emotion that seemed noble to mankind gave him the powerlessness and irritability to escape control, and at the same time also aroused his curiosity and desire to explore.

The unknown is always the most terrifying. Although in some cases, perhaps because of ignorance, one may escape the despair that comes from the depths of the soul by chance, an existence that is completely fearless will eventually be tolerated by heaven and earth because of its own contempt for the unknown, and will be killed by man and gods.

Just because Hades has ordinary experience in this regard, he has ordinary people's cognition. Lessons are always the driving force to inspire people. Hades is naturally surprisingly sensitive.

At this moment, what Hades thought and felt was all off topic. The black demon pulled off the black hat, and a face with bright lines and obvious traces of time was exposed. The masculinity was like a fast bow and arrow, which made the heart tremble in a trance. A hideous scar spread from the corner of his left eye, which revealed a firm breath, to his neck, and was accompanied by a tiger's roar and roar, and it became powerful. The cheeks were slimming like a knife and axe. The charm of this tough guy was undoubtedly revealed on this face full of life experience.

At this moment, he was obviously a little strange, breathing rapidly, and his emotions were like the movement of the crust plates, brewing an extremely unstable slurry mixed with boiling.

He walked slowly step by step but was extremely firm. His slightly wet eyes and his increasingly fierce trembling hands showed what kind of situation he had reached at this moment.

Feldstone bridge, white jade steps, and Qiongzi curtain.

He stood silently in the red tent. The graceful woman lying in the red tent on the high platform was still lying quietly and peacefully, as if the most beautiful face in the world had a strange smile on the corner of her mouth.

The black demon's eyes were filled with blood, and tears kept rolling in his eyes. Although he had tried his best to restrain himself, Changdi finally retreated in depressedly because he could not bear the weight of these endless years.

The dark demon's face suddenly became crystal clear, tears flowing, and he was hysterical. He squatted down gently and gently stroked the peerless woman's tip. Even though he was crying, he still smiled lovingly.

You and I have crossed life and death, mountains and rivers; you and I have traveled through the years, and they have been full of years, and finally reunited at the end of this life!

There are minor tunes in the South: brushing the dream curtain, leaning on the jade skirt, seeing you every day but missing you, and the sound of partridges every night. Holding the box, the mountains and rivers, there is the will of heaven, and meeting in the reincarnation.
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