Zuo Wuzhou smiled and waved his hands, and the green leaves and petals left the branches in the blink of an eye, flying to the sky. It was as if they were caught and wrapped by a pair of invisible hands. They came over.

Red, yellow, green, purple, and blue, the colors are colorful, they gather in the sky, complement each other, and are extremely beautiful. For a moment, it makes people doubt that it is heaven and earth, and they don't know the geometry of the world. For a moment, it makes people infatuated, and it is infinitely gorgeous.

For a moment, this place was extremely beautiful and gorgeous. It was as brilliant as spring. The colorful brilliance was just like rainbows, shining and shining on people's faces.

Riding on the light dance, I stare at the sky infatuatedly, focusing on the brilliance, the colorfulness, and the beauty of the five colors. This feeling and scene are exactly as bright as spring flowers, as bright as the autumn moon. The peach-shaped sky is shining brightly.

Its splendor.

A moment of beauty and brilliance, a moment of radiant light, a moment of poetry and picturesqueness. But it is the intertwining of strands of emotion and concern.

The bare branches and flower branches are particularly miserable and clear.

Zuo Wuzhou carried a hundred deer in his arms. He first swam in the honey juice, and then moved them around in his heart. They were filled with the sweetest fragrance everywhere. He was filled with boundless joy and expectations. This was the first time in his life that he had done this.

A bright and innocent smile.

The light dance runs like a deer. It flies like an elf. It is so beautiful among the colorful petals and fallen leaves.

As if stepping on the wind, the bright red wedding robe spins and dances, as if it is flying on the petals. The dance is like the wind, as light as the light clouds emerging from Xiu.

Cheng Qingwu smiled happily and rushed over to Zuo Wuzhou, her smile was as bright as a flower's and she said, "You are so kind!"

He is really good. He already has all the romance, novelty, adventure and excitement that Cheng Qingwu wants.

Zuo Wuzhou's handsome face flushed, "Si Zhucheng danced lightly in his arms. But he was at a loss. He was so happy that he forgot all the feelings and thought over and over again: "If she leaves, she will be there for the rest of her life.

But if I wish to have a broad life-and-death bond, I will talk to you about it. Hold your hand. I will grow old with you."

A thought arises and a thought disappears. It is just a moment. Zuo Wuzhou, immersed in boundless joy, has no awareness at all.

Cheng Qingwu took out a black dagger from under the bright red bride's robe, which was as red as fire and blood. She held it in her delicate hands and stabbed Zuo Wuzhou's chest.

The blood immediately dyed the flawless white shirt red, making it so dazzling.

The colorful petals are floating in profusion,

Zuo Wuzhou didn't feel the pain at all, he stared at her and asked foolishly, "Why!"

Cheng Qingwu's eyes were full of fear, she took a few steps back, and finally her slender hands left the black short knife: "I don't want to go with you, I don't want to wander around the world, I don't want to share joys and sorrows, I don't want to live and die together."

The black stream was stuck on the chest, and the blood slowly soaked out and spread on the pure white clothes. The blood slowly soaked into the heart, gradually soaking the loving and innocent heart into bright red.

Zuo Wuzhou finally tasted the misery and couldn't hide his sadness: "Why, isn't this what you want? Isn't it what you hinted me to do?"

Cheng Qingwu trembled: "I want it, but I don't want it. There are many things I want, but I don't want them."

"I want to marry him. I am Mrs. Wu Zun, and in the future I will be Mrs. Wu Jun and Mrs. Emperor Wu." Cheng Qingwu screamed hastily, and finally said what was in her heart: "If you can't give it to me, I don't want to wander around the world, don't

Like you, I suffered a lot of injuries and endured a lot of hardships. I am a Chengjia lady, and I don’t want or want to endure hardships, and I don’t want to go through life and death.”

A sound tore through the peace of the valley, like a knife cutting Zuo Wuzhou's heart into pulp. Then it was crushed again.

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The petals and green leaves are raining down, and the colors are floating.

But it is so miserable, so tragic, and so torn.

"It turns out that I never understood what you were thinking." Zuo Wuzhou was like a big bubble, which suddenly shattered. It was gone, nothingness. But there was water in the bubble, which was salty, bitter and astringent.

Two lines of clear tears.

Cheng Qingwu looked at him and screamed: "I don't like you. At most, I only like you a little bit and feel a little moved. But I like him, and Yu Qi is my husband."

"I understand." With a pitiful voice, Zuo Wuzhou lost his soul and soul. He looked at her and looked at the sky: "A rabbit walking around looking at clothes is not as good as a newlywed."

It turned out that in Cheng Qingwu's heart, he only saw the beauty in the mirror and the moon in the water, but it was a bubble that would always be broken and dissipated as soon as it was poked.

"Looking, looking, looking. Deserted, miserable, miserable." Zuo Wuzhou moaned softly, his voice was faint, but he was clearly weeping blood.

Petals one after another flew down and drifted in front of my eyes. There seemed to be no other colors between heaven and earth, only black, white and gray. The petals were white, the green leaves were black, and the heart was gray.

He slowly lowered his head. The black stream was still stuck on his chest, and traces of blood were soaked out. The white clothes were soaked in a fierce red.

White is the sadness of white, the white of mourning.

Red is the cruelty of red, the red of blood.

The sky is white, the earth is black, the clothes are gray, and the blood is red.

The only three colors left in the sky and earth are black, white and gray. The only thing left is that patch of red, which is so dazzling and bright that it is boundless.

The blood flowed into his heart, soaking his heart until it was red and full of blood. Then, the air bubbles formed and exploded.

"Hahaha!" Zuo Wuzhou looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, his face gradually turning red, and his laughter was wild: "That's it, that's it! It's only today that I understand that I deserve to die."

"Come on, kill me. Kill me neatly and cleanly!" Zuo Wuzhou shed tears to the sky. He was so disheartened that he looked mad and said: "I hate you so much, I hate you so much!"

"I only hate that I don't think about it, I only hate that I don't know how to measure myself." He laughed sadly, but his smile was so desolate: "The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually end, and this hatred will last forever."

After hearing the sound, she moved her body in Qingqingwu and looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar man with great fear. Only then did she realize that she didn't understand the man in front of her at all. She had never understood: "He is crazy. It turns out that he is crazy."

He is crazy."

The laughter suddenly stopped. Zuo Wuzhou caressed his heart, his face was ashen and his eyes were dull. In his eyes, the graceful and graceful figure of Youcheng Qingwu was no longer there. Only the boundless eyes were left in his dark pupils.

The boundless sky and earth.

A year of life and death is boundless. I don't think about it, I can't forget it, I'm lonely for hundreds of miles, and there's nowhere to talk about the desolation.

The love is gone, the heart is dead. The body is broken, the soul is gone, and the soul is scattered. But it feels like being without a trace, and it feels like being hollowed out.

That love and intention have been burned to ashes.

Female. Ginger flower in the closed moon. Hibiscus emerges from the water, as bright as spring flowers. She is dressed in a colorful skirt, just like the flying butterflies. It is the beauty who is leisurely, picking mulberries on the crossroads. The soft strands are blooming, the fallen leaves are fluttering, and the bare hands are visible on the sleeves.

, The bright wrists are about golden rings. On the head is a gold hairpin, and on the waist is a emerald necklace. The pearls are intertwined with the jade body. The wood is difficult among the corals. The robes are fluttering. The light train is far away with the wind. Looking forward to the brilliance, the long whistle is like an orchid.

The man is dressed in white. He is a handsome young man, with his head raised seven feet high. He is fresh and handsome, standing tall like a pine tree and looking at the other side. There is a green bamboo chair. There is a gangster gentleman. He is as good as playing with each other. He is like polishing. Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on. If there are bandits and gentlemen, there will be no time to wait.

One is Langyuan Immortal Flower, and the other is Beautiful Jade Flawless. If there is no chance of romance, I will meet her again in this life. If there is chance of romance, it will only end in ashes. How heartbroken.

Suddenly, Zuo Wuzhou looked up to the sky and a mouthful of blood spurted out, filling the sky with blood mist, which was shocking.

He stood firm and straight, and finally slowly moved back and down, crushing the pile of colorful colors into pieces.

He chanted in a mournful voice and actually choked himself: "The bond between life and death is broad, and I have said it to my son. Holding my hand, I will grow old with you."

"Holding my hand. Holding my hand with Zi Qiao Lao. Holding my hand" and Zi Qiao Lao "He Lao!" The voice gradually faded and returned to loneliness.

The flowers and leaves were broken into pieces, drifting and falling.

Only the last two pieces of beauty were left, flying the highest and finally falling. They floated and floated without any place to land, falling on his eyes, just covering his eyes and his sky.
Chapter completed!