Phoenix Against the World

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Chapter 417: The Mystery of Death [1]

"You want to leave? You didn't say it would..."

"The big land is big, let me swim, the southern wing country, can't keep me." Huang Beiyue interrupted his anxious words and said slowly.

The battlefield backhand pressed her shoulder. If she was more impulsive, he would reach out and reveal her cloak to see what kind of person was hidden under the black barrier.

"What can you keep you?" The battlefield blurted out. After that, he found his rudeness and slowly released his hand.

"I want a home, I can shelter me, never betray me...." Huang Beiyue whispered, in the hoarse voice, I heard a hint of whimper.

A battlefield, her black figure has disappeared from the front like a black mist.

He turned and looked at the bleak night, his heart stinging, and he was at a loss.

Probably not in the past life, so she wants to pursue more in this world, but in the end she found that she still can't get it!

She is not a god, not a ghost, not a livestock. She can't be cold-blooded and ruthless. She has nothing to ask for. She has warmth in her heart. Sometimes she dreams of midnight, and suddenly she remembers her family who died. She will still feel sad. ,

The past life is struggling to find the beastless, for the power of reversing time and space, and escaping life and death. If she is given another chance, she wants to stop everything from happening!

Not standing at the pinnacle of the world, you can be fearless.

Huang Beiyue walked awkwardly on the street, retreating from the black cloak and reverting to an ordinary girl.

"Make a wish, this wishing lamp, but try it!"

In front of the river, the lights are brilliant, not a little willing to drift in the river, surrounded by many men and women on the shore, watching the wishing lights that they put down, drifting away, with a sly look.

"Girl, buy a wishing light, as long as ten copper coins! I will definitely think about it!" A hawker came over and saw that she was dressed well, and she recommended it to her attentively.

Huang Beiyue glanced at the colorful wishing lamp in his hand. When he saw his face full of wind and frost, the small business was not easy, he gave him a silver coin and took a wishing light.

The hawker smiled and said behind her: "Girl, made a wish, lit the light, put it in the river, and the river **** will hear your wishes!"

River god?

If there are gods in the world, then they must be annoying every day. Every day, listen to these thousands of wishes, and be responsible for helping them.

God? How ridiculous!

There is never a **** in her world, only her own!

Go to the river and use the flintstone to light the wishing light and throw it into the river.

If there is a river god, she would rather let them clean and clean.

Her wishing light floated into the river, suddenly collided with another wishing light, and a gust of wind blew over the river. Her wishing light suddenly turned over, and the flame suddenly burned the paper.

The other lamp was not spared and was quickly swallowed up by the fire tongue.

Although there was no wish in the wishing lamp, it was burned, and my heart was still a bit uncomfortable.

Huang Beiyue raised his head, and the cold scorpion looked to the other side of the river. Who put the lamp?

Suddenly, the lights were stunned, and the man in white was reflected in the lights. On the stunning face, there was a smile, and the purple eyes were also watching her.

That smile, like a world.

Huang Beiyue’s heart moved slightly, and soon he did not open his face and walked along the river bank.