Chapter 3003 Luo Yunxiao: A Touch of Warmth in the Endless Desolation (3)

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Those eyes that once shone brighter than the stars were now as dim as dead ashes.

The corners of the cracked lips curled slightly, and a faint smile was drawn.

Her brows were as clear as snow, and Lang Yan was unique, but her smile was so disillusioned that her heart was broken.

He is hated by his parents and rejected by the world, like a monster, like a monster, walking alone and alone.

But he obviously did nothing, but he had to bear the deepest darkness in the world.

He doesn't even know what he is?

Is it a human, a demon, a demon, or a monster that doesn't fit into the world?

Luo Yunxiao closed his eyes, and a low, hoarse and desolate laughter came out of his throat like a trapped beast.

But in a trance, he seemed to hear a distant and tearing voice, roaring in his ear over and over again. .

"If you and I are of the same mind, and all thoughts are the same, then lend me your power temporarily."

"My deity, I don't want to destroy the world, don't take revenge on human beings, I don't want anything anymore"

"I just want to guard this woman in front of me!"

Guard this woman?

which woman?

Luo Yunxiao opened his eyes awkwardly.

A vague figure appeared in front of him.

The primordial spirit collapsed, and the blood-stained long skirt seemed to dissipate between heaven and earth anytime, anywhere.

But Luo Yunxiao saw a ray of light in this blurred figure. .

The only devout belief in his life, longing for the light of protection.

The chapped lips slowly opened and closed, like a swearing oath, but also like the sorrow of letting go of the rest of your life: "Okay, I'll lend you"

As long as you can keep her!

So at least, there is still a trace of value in his dirty and rotten life.

So at least, he has no regrets when he was abandoned by the world.

Buzzing, in the sea of ​​consciousness, the eleven swords of life trembled violently, as if they were echoing something.

The energy in the body drained and dissipated like a spring, and it also took away his weak vitality little by little.

Luo Yunxiao slowly closed his eyes.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

It was at this time that the bell rang.

A huge silver moon rose into the night sky, and nine stars dazzled.

The gleaming white raindrops fell from the air, wet his skin, soaked in his blood, and penetrated his soul bit by bit.

Luo Yunxiao dazedly opened his eyes and looked at the bright moon in the sky.

The burning wound on the back is gradually healing.

The pain in the body disappeared without a sound.

The lost vitality has returned to his body at some point, bringing him hope and belief in life.

The melodious music sounded softly in the ears, like the voice of a girl Qingyue sounded over and over again.

No, not just one voice, but many, many voices.

"Little Martial Uncle, your body is yours. Even if you don't care about anyone, you must care. Because if you even take yourself seriously and abandon all your emotions and desires, then no one in the world will really care. I care about you."

"May we live in this life and this night, and live happily ever after!"

"What is your true identity, little uncle? Do you have a powerful enemy? What kind of past do you have? We don't care about these. We only know that you are the little uncle of all of us and a member of our Xiaoyaomen. ."

"We can't wait to tell the whole world that you are our Xiaoyaomen and the little uncle of our Xiaoyao Seven Sons."

Luo Yunxiao closed his eyes suddenly, and the raindrops fell on his face, sliding down the corners of his mouth.

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