His Highness, Don’t Leave! I Will Lose Weight For You!

Fighting all over the world, she finally fell slowly in his cobweb-like conspiracy. She married him, and the people of the world were the betrothal gifts. They are well-deserved strong men in the world and well-deserved lovers.

At that time, for her, he got rid of the devilish poison, endured the pain of being torn apart from the soul, and sealed the poison of the whole body, just to prevent her from being harmed.

Sealing the Devil Poison, the pain did not want to live, and the strength was drastically reduced. He did not reveal all the pain, but he endured it. If it is love in the world, then this is it.

No one should hurt her, not even oneself.

Time flies, time flies, when she was defeated, the moment she died, he finally went crazy and went crazy.

He hates, hates his own weakness and powerlessness, and hates his own powerlessness.

In order to bring her back again, he exhausted everything, put on a curse, raised his head and reincarnated.

In this life, he became the King of Qin, and became the prince of waste materials with disabled legs.

In this life, she became an unfavored eldest lady in the Prime Minister's Mansion. She was wide and fat, and she was ridiculed.

They forgot the memory of the past, forgot the entanglement of the two lives, and started over and contacted again.

She fell in love with him once again, felt sorry for him, and gave him a thorough protection.

Sansheng Sanshi, they have experienced so many deaths, drank Mengpo soup, and forgot their memories of the past, but they still met and loved each other again.

Han Fei could still see him smiling at her in the dim eyes of tears, and that gentle smile was indulgent, but when she wanted to chase, his smile disappeared and he closed his eyes lifelessly The appearance stung her eyes.

"If it's been a lifetime, Jun Ke is willing to drink tea in white clothes, be breezy and lean, and never be separated from me."

The last sentence fell slowly, and Han Fei suddenly laughed, but this laugh was worse and sad than crying.

She could no longer maintain this posture, she directly supported her hands on the ground, her fingers gripping the soil fiercely, fiercely, very hard, and her fingers turned white.

"I am willing to go through all fire and water for you, and I will do whatever I want."

In an instant, this sentence runs through their acquaintances.

But this time, she took measures, she failed, she did not fulfill this promise.

Han Fei slowly raised his head and looked at everything around him. In the melee, the soldiers of the demons were still attacking, the soldiers of the allies had not yet been wiped out, but the Ninth Army fought bravely to kill the enemy, but fell one by one. Up.

The sound of the horns in my ears has not stopped, and the soldiers in Yuzhou City seem to be unable to hold them.

The trend of decadence is getting bigger a little bit.

Han Fei reduced the smile on her face a little bit, she slowly got up, and crossed her sword and his sword into the ground.

Then she took a deep look at Qin Che, then turned and left.

On the chaotic battlefield, she walked step by step to the camp, where there was also something wrapped in cloth.

She blazed one by one, it was eighteen drums.

That is her drum.

The drum of the goddess that hasn't been present for a long time.

Han Fei took out the drumsticks, and she let out a deep breath.

After that, she threw the preaching into the air, held it with her backhand, and made the first sound with a thud.

"Boom—"

The heavy and vigorous drumbeat seemed to have opened the dawn of the night.

There was a moment of silence on the battlefield.

"Boom—"

The soldiers in Yuzhou City stopped their hands.

As they listened to the drums, their painful bodies gradually reduced their pain.

"Boom—"

The sound of the horn that was permeating was completely interrupted, the demons stopped their hands, and the eyes that were all blood-red had a hint of clarity.

"Boom—"

He Bi's face changed, and he gritted his teeth to make people continue to increase the horn, trying to silence the drum.

"Boom boom——"

The drums gradually aroused.

And Han Fei was gradually immersed in the drums.

However, everyone could hear it, this time the drums were full of sadness.

That is a kind of desperate force, which is more shocking than ever, and even more powerful.

I don't know who yelled.

"Come on!!!"

Then came a vigorous response.

The soldiers of Yuzhou City, who had been declining, once again gathered their strength and launched an attack.

war!

Fight to the end!

[The most difficult to crack is the simplest to crack. 】

To break the control of the Demon's Lamentation, the best way is to destroy the Demon's Lamentation. This is the easiest way to crack.

Han Fei's drums sounded like an unreasonable guard, constantly driving away the devil's mourning.

The demons began to show painful expressions, their minds gradually became clear, and they found their own consciousness. With the help of drums, they continued to fight against the mourning of the demon, and constantly wanted to be free.

At this time, Han Fei's elegant figure was still swirling between the drums. Her posture was gentle, her dancing posture was graceful, her movements were natural, her hair was flying, and her sleeves were fluttering.

Her beauty is like a painting.

But in the air, there are still a little gleaming drops of water.

Those are her tears.

"Boom—"

This drum sound is desperate.

"Boom—"

The drumbeat is mourning.

"Boom—"

This drum sound is reluctant.

"Boom—"

This drum sound is nostalgic.

"Boom—"

This drum sound...is rebirth.

Nirvana rebirth.

Inside her body, deep in the shackles that were sealed layer after layer, there seemed to be a cracking sound.

Creak.

It shattered and split open.

A warm golden light slowly radiated from Han Fei's body.

But her expression seemed to be tainted with a layer of brilliance, sacred and inviolable.

Slowly, the damaged armor and strong suit on her body were wrapped in golden light, quietly changing.

Slowly, a golden dress appeared on her body.

The hem of the skirt spins and flies like waves in the drum.

A clear bell rang in my ears.

She was barefoot, and the bells tied to her ankles made a sound as she danced.

Her hair continued to grow, reaching to her feet, flying in mid-air.

At this moment, Han Fei's face seemed to have a radiance, and under the brilliance, a trace was reflected on her forehead. Upon closer inspection, it was a sign of a flower.

Han Fei at this time is no longer Han Fei.

"Boom—"

The drums were raised instantly.

At this moment, sunlight penetrated the surging sea of ​​clouds, shone in the valley, and shone on everyone.

At this moment, the blood red in the eyes of the Mozu no longer disappeared. They opened their eyes and were bathed in the sun, tears streaming down.

At this moment, the soldiers who fell on the ground seemed to be resurrected one by one. They stood up again, and their wounds were slowly healing.

At this moment, Qingyu, who was far away in the devil world, finally showed a long-lost smile.

He muttered to himself, with a sigh, a touch of comfort, and a touch of calmness.

"Finally... Nirvana is reborn."