Chapter 134 Li Shang (Happy New Year)

Hey! No, her heart is a little uncomfortable, not because of the pain of love, but because she wants to lose it. She can't let Shangyangjun forget her. Although she has only been here for 100 days, she wants him to remember her and remember her all his life.

Time passed quickly, especially in Zuo Zixin's daily sigh, more than half passed, and there was only the last day left.

Zuo Zixin got up from ** early in the morning and no longer pestered Shangyang Jun. She turned over directly from him and got out of the glazed spaceship.

Shangyangjun frowned and only felt that she was getting more and more strange and sticky these days. I don't know what's going on? Seeing Zuo Zixin leave, he also got up and dressed. He did not practice, but followed Zuo Zixin.

Zuo Zixin went out of the room and bathed in the blood pool. The bloody pool made her skin whiter. Not long after she went into the water, she felt someone behind her. Except for her, he doesn't have to look back. Zuo Zixin also knows who he is?

"husband, so you like to peep." Shangyangjun originally planned to leave, but a certain woman suddenly turned her head and smiled at him, which made him feel unprepared. He had not reacted. Countless black lines flew over and took it off the water when he was unprepared.

"Fair, let's take a mandarin duck bath together." Zuo Zixin smiled and stroked Yangjun's face like a goblin, but his eyes were sad.

"Good boy, don't make trouble." Shangyang Jun stroked her satin-like hair and always felt blocked, as if something was going to happen.

"My husband, I'm not making trouble, I just want to wash with you." Zuo Zixin approached him, breathed like an orchid, bit his neck, and his hands were restless.

"Good boy, be obedient." Shangyangjun's voice was hoarse, and he felt the separation of flesh and blood on his neck. A woman sucked his blood and made a **-like sound.

"I don't." Zuo Zixin looked up with blood on her lips, which made people throb help throbbing.

Shangyangjun's eyes are dark, and his deep eyes are like obsidian. He wants to break away from her hand to practice. After all, the 100-year agreement is coming, and he is now losing his cultivation. If he can't meet the previous standards before going back, he is afraid it will be unfavorable to her.

"My husband, don't you love me?" Zuo Zixin closed her eyes and pressed against his chest. Her hot heart pounded, which made people want to ruin it.

"Good boy." Shangyangjun frowned and felt uneasy.

"husband, if I die, will you marry someone else?" Zuo Zixin peeled off Shangyangjun's clothes with the help of water in one hand and scraped his meat like a knife in the other.

Will Shangyangjun bow his head and look at the uneasy woman in his arms? I remember that she asked him this a long time ago, but it turned out that he married someone else, but she died.

"You won't die." Shangyangjun's eyes changed, with a three-point domineering spirit in the cold, which made Zuo Zixin's hand beat and change to touch.

"What if I really die?" Zuo Zixin did not give up and raised her head with desire.

"With me, you won't die." Shangyangjun's eyes looked at her red lips like obsidian and said a love word that moved Zuo Zixin. Before her tears fell, the kiss fell on her lips.

Lightly, like a feather, it is warm and itchy, which makes people crazy. She hugged him and danced with the tip of his tongue crazily until her mouth was full of blood and she didn't stop. Not enough, not enough, the cry of blood all over her made her even more crazy.

Tears slowly slid down from the eyes, fell on the lips that depended on each other, and were eaten by the two. She is crazy, yes, she is crazy, because she is not crazy now and will never have a chance again.

The entanglement of her tongue and lips could no longer satisfy her madness. As soon as her legs were raised, she sat straight on his lap with the help of water. At that moment, she was stuffed full and her heart trembled.

After the sound of water, accompanied by one impact after another, the petals slowly floated in the magic garden.

The petals fell from the air and were extremely beautiful. The scenery of the desolate magic garden turned into a fairyland. Zuo Zixin, dressed in red, took Shangyangjun's hand barefoot and rose from the lake with him to the lawn.

Hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, colorful butterflies fly, and butterflies fly on two people who depend on each other in red and white. They are like fairy couples, which makes people can't help but envy.

"Is it beautiful, husband?" Zuo Zixin waved her sleeve, and a butterfly stopped on her finger. It was so beautiful that the corners of her mouth smiled. After all these years, it was worth her life.

"Beautiful." Shangyangjun held her hand and watched the colorful butterflies dance with her.

"My husband, if I die, will you be sad?" Zuo Zixin's hand paused, waved the butterfly, turned to face Shangyangjun, and stared at his handsome face.

"I said you wouldn't die." Shangyangjun held her hand tightly. She kept saying death. He also checked her body. Without any internal injury, it was impossible to die.

"No one has died in life since ancient times." Zuo Zixin laughed at herself, but then smiled and let go of his hand, "Let me give you a dance."

Zuo Zixin said and let go of his hand, jumped, and his body flew into the air. She stood in front of him in red, waved her hand, and the butterflies came and flew around her.

In the middle of the butterfly, a woman in red has a beautiful posture and dances with the butterfly. The dance of the flower sacrifice is said to be that the flower master of the fairyland danced for his favorite. At that time, Riyao Xianjun was severely damaged and his life was hanging on the line. Hua Zun danced with his life and saved Riyao Xianjun, but she slept for thousands of years.

The dance of the flower festival touched people's hearts, and the dance was full of flowers, but she didn't want Xianjun to save her, but she fell in love with others. This dance also became the last dance in her life, the dance of life.

"Fire, are you awake?" Shangyangjun's cold eyes changed after seeing the dance, and his heart became hot. He said and his face was fanatical.

"Who is the fire?" Zuo Zixin frowned and floated from the air to Shangyangjun, "Shangyangjun, have you already had a spare tire? I said you're not sad. Which little fox is Huo? Before I died, I dared to rob a man with me.

Zuo Zixin's face was full of anger, and the meekness and everything just now were swept away. Her eyes were as big as the cow's eyes, and her paws also held Shangyangjun's collar, which was quite shrewish.

The corners of Shangyangjun's mouth moved, and the fanatical retreated just now, "Good boy, don't make trouble." Her hand stroked her hair like comforting a fried beast.

"I'm noisy?" Zuo Zixin pointed to herself. She finally brewed a sad atmosphere and wanted him to remember her forever. Just now, the two were fighting with goblins, but now they actually said that she was making trouble.

Zuo Zixin took off happily, but Shangyangjun was still like dealing with a small beast. Zuo Zixin gritted his teeth and swallowed his broken teeth into his stomach.

Forget it, she has a lot of adults, so she doesn't care about him. Anyway, she is going to die.

"husband." Zuo Zixin's face changed and he was so gentle that he said, "If there is an afterlife, I will definitely marry you again. In this life, the afterlife will continue, with you, don't envy the mandarin ducks or the immortals..."

Zuo Zixin said and floated out. Her fingertips touched each other and separated. Her body floated into the air, with petals flying and butterflies flying.

Shangyangjun frowned. What is she doing?

She is going to die, how will she die? Do you slowly disappear from the feet first, or slowly disappear from the beginning, or disappear all at once? I have to say that Zuo Zixin has watched too many TV series and is out of touch. She floated quietly in the air, waiting for death.

This kind of death is beautiful and touching. I believe that in a few years, Shangyangjun will also remember herself, and she will not ask for anything else. As long as he burns some paper money for her every month today.

At this moment of death, Zuo Zixin was extremely calm, without any panic or even regret. I really don't know whether to praise her for being neurotic or psychopath.

Suddenly, Zuo Zixin felt that his hand was cold. Well, Shangyangjun came to hold his hand tightly. According to the development of the plot, the moment the heroine disappears, the hero will be heartbroken and wants to grab the heroine's hand, but the heroine disappears too fast and only leaves a piece of air in the palm.

I didn't expect that he would come to grab her hand when she died. Wow, it's so touching. If she has an afterlife, she must love him well and won't dislike his split personality. He comes to farm, he cooks to her to eat, and he makes money to spend money on her.

In fact, Zuo Zixin has always hoped to live a pet-like captive life, but the world is too cruel to become a pet, and she can't even keep a pet, so she has to use it as a man, work and make money...

"husband, don't be sad or sad after I leave. If one day, you suddenly find that there is a little beast with a strange personality, greedy, obscene, jumpy, and all kinds of nonsense, then you must take good care of her, because that little beast may have changed by me. Zuo Zixin closed her eyes and sobbed.

Shangyangjun looked at a messy woman standing in the air with her eyes closed, with a twitch at the corners of his mouth.

"My husband, no, I don't know what I will become. Anyway, as long as you look at living things with strange and strange personalities, you should treat her well," in case it's not a small beast, turning into bamboo, stone, maybe there are such clothes and all kinds of disconnected things.

Time travel is actually a matter of cheating my father.

"Goodbye, husband." Zuo Zixin took off Yangjun's hand and spread his hands to welcome the arrival of death.

Shangyangjun saw that Zuo Zixin took away from his hand, and he looked like he was going to die, and the corners of his mouth twitched even more severely. He looked at the twitching left Zixin with a good look on his chest.

After waiting for a long time, Zuo Zixin only felt that his ears were quiet and ethereal as death. Is she dead? Is it finally dead? So what am I now? It's sand in the wind, a tree, a monster...

However, it's strange. Why are you still conscious?