Chapter 323 Withering Love

Well!

The light of the soul blooms.

The light blue soul floated from the ruined king sword and poured into scissors.

In a short time, the rhythm of the soul appeared on the scissors, and the two homologous soul blended with each other.

But in the end, the two souls seemed to be rejected and did not merge together.

"Why."

Fayeo looked at this scene, and some of the pain appeared in his heart.

Issuld, his lover was resisting and refused to integrate with his soul.

No. No! This is impossible!

why is that? Intersection

Fayor opened his eyes wide, and he stared at the scene in front of him unbelievably.

Before Issuld was unwilling to talk to him, he could still deceive herself. Issuld was not complete. She had only half of her soul. After all her memory and the affection of the past returned to one, everything would wake up. The temperature in the past.

But now.

What he did not want to see happened.

Izuld, don't want to see him.

In no mood

No! Intersection It shouldn't be the case!

The ultimate pain is like a venomous sore, and it gradually climbs the face of the Fayego collapse. His face is pale as paper, and under such a heavy blow, he looks more withered.

"Why?"

Fayogo's lips squeezed out a few discontinuous syllables. He frowned painfully, slowly raising his arms, trying to cover the empty chest that had long been empty, and for the last tears for his lover.

In the end, it came in exchange for such a hilarious, ridiculous ending?

Fayor is unbelievable. He took a deep breath, and even his breath had a heartbreaking pain.

It was a pain that penetrated the bone marrow, far exceeding the long gun pierced the chest, bringing out the pain of flesh and blood.

"Why. Why! Izuld, why are you"

After all, Fayogo could not reach the huge blow from the facts. His right leg was half -kneeling, and his entire face was explicitly desperate and miserable.

At this moment, he had no time to take care of him. He could only stare at the scissors and the resistance of Ested's soul.

"You seem to be confused."

Kyle's voice came from the side, attracting Fayor's attention.

It's like the drowning person caught the straw, and he stared at Kyle:

"Is it you? Did you make my Izeld look like today?"

"You used to be a king, don't you understand it yet? From the beginning, the love you gave is too heavy for this girl." Kyle was cold.

"Heavier? Haha, I promoted everything I can give in the world, and I have vowed that she must be the happiest woman in the world." Fayor roared loudly, with a tsunami -like madness in his voice.

He devoted herself to Erd, regarded her as a treasure, loved her to care for her, and satisfied all her thoughts. How could such love be called heavy?

No, it must be that he doesn't give enough!

"madness!"

Sindra glanced at him and said indifferently:

"What she wants, how simple."

After that, she no longer said more.

From Erd and Fayo, she didn't see her shadow.

When she was a child, what she wanted was simple, she just wanted to control her strength and make herself stronger.

But why, strong will be scared

Even if the Aienians are willing to give her what she wants once, she will not go to this step today.

Fortunately, after waking up from the seal, someone understood her thoughts and gave her what she wanted most.

Fayor heard Sindra's words, and turned his eyes to Erusal's soul. Somehow, he saw his pleasure from the expression of Esld's soul.

Confused, helpless, puzzled his face, he did everything he could do. If this was not what Izus wanted, what would he have to do? The joy?

The king of the world? The master of the underworld? All things dominate?

The crazy thoughts came in the mind of Foyeo. He never even thought that the problem may not be on him. How could Ice's idea be a problem?

She is the most perfect woman in the world she chose, and she deserves everything in this world!

Since it was because he did not meet the requirements and made Earth's lust, as long as he became stronger and gave more and better things to Iusul, it would naturally allow the other party to accept himself again.

"Issuld, I understand my lover, for you, I will capture the whole world."

Fayor's face was extremely gentle on his face. He reached out and stroked his face to Esld, but was avoided by the other party.

Without the force forced, Fayor laughed at himself:

"Also. Now I am like a prisoner, how can I get your love?"

He turned to look at Kyle and Sindra, and his tone gradually became cold:

"Woman, you can let me destroy here today, but I have a reason to leave. For Esld, I will definitely get everything she wants."

When talking, Sindra just watched it coldly. From her perspective, Foyeo was still the aggressive aura, and there was no awareness of being the weak.

Sindra's eyes flashed without concealing disdain and ridiculous, but she just hugged her arms and didn't mention half a sentence.

As the audience, Kyle just smiled coldly and stretched out his hand in the direction of scissors.

A blue glory seemed to be trapped, flew out of the scissors, and fell on the ground to form a humanoid.

It was a blue -haired puppet doll. He was not tall. After the appearance, he looked at Sindra in fear. The expression seemed to be looking at the flood beast.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"Ge Wen!"

Fayogo saw the doll's complexion slightly, especially when he felt the soul of the other person like a living soul, and his face was surprised.

"A soul born because of his willingness, under your ruined curse, she has always guarded the other half of Issuld's soul." Kyle's words were not emotional.

Gwen, the beloved doll sewn by Issurd, is her most cherished doll, and also witnessed all memories between Foyeo and Issuld.

"Is this in these years, is Ge Wen who protects Iushard? Continue to complete your duties and protect Iusurd. This time, I will take you away."

Fayogo looked at the eyes and warm, and the eyes were like watching the dysess courtiers.

Even if he was locked by Kyle and Schindra, he still kept his calmness as a king.

He does not allow himself to show ugliness in front of Issuld, especially after knowing what the other person wants.

"His Majesty Fayor, you have misunderstood."

Grid moves gently picking up scissors from the ground, pulling the skirt with his left hand, and a standard ladylike gift:

"The master stays voluntarily, because you give too much, this love is too heavy, so that the owner dare not accept it."

Slap!

Fayor raised his arms and waved his sword, interrupted Gen Wen's words.

"Shut my mouth!"

Fayor's anger was frustrated, his brows were wrinkled, and the ruined Wang Jian in his hand did not hesitate to resist Ge Wen's throat:

"Issuld is my favorite person. Even if I let me give her the whole world, I will readily agreed to roll me, and those who try to pick our relationship have to die."

He twisted his head to Kyle and Sindra, showing a cold color:

"I don't know what you have instilled her. You have the strength to destroy my body and soul. I don't doubt this, but I will never allow you to doubt my love for Issurd."

Fayo Ge kicked off without preparation, making a fighting attitude.

But his posture did not last too long, he was cut off by Kyle's sword and fell to the ground.

"Kill me! Why humiliate me!" Fayeo said coldly.

When he still wanted to struggle, Kyle's body soul sighed:

"Issuld, don't you really plan to say it? The humble lover, the timid lovers. Seeing such a Foyeo, do you feel at all?"

Hearing Kyle's words, Iusurd's soul floating on the side changed.

Her original faceless face seemed to have a sorrow and complex expression.

"Fayo"