Chapter Thirty-Seven
That woman.
Her appearance is like that of herself who has been carefully carved. The slender and sultry eyebrows, the dark and bright eyes, the exquisite curves of her face with no flaw visible. They are the same as herself but much more delicate.
It seems that if her appearance were expanded to the extreme, it would be no more than hers.
The most beautiful person Su Zhi had ever seen was Fuhua, but this person was only a lot more than Fuhua. He fell into it at just one glance and couldn't extricate himself. He was himself but not himself. One had a bare face, and the other looked like a heavenly being.
They looked at each other quietly. For the first time, Su Zhi felt ashamed. Even though she had the same face as the woman in front of her, she was not one tenth as good as her. She was charming and charming, even raising her hands and throwing her hands.
The whole world worships him.
"You're not dead yet. Are you not willing to accept it?" The woman's smile was as bright as smoke, and the corners of her red lips were gently pulled apart, like the gorgeous fireworks blooming in the dark night.
The fear in Su Zhi's heart gradually dissipated, and she asked gently with calm eyes, "Who are you?"
The woman stretched out her slender and white fingers and polished the necklace around her neck. The corners of her eyes were slightly lowered, and her long eyelashes covered her eyes that bewitched all beings. "If I give my heart back to you, you will naturally know it." She chuckled.
, raised his eyes and looked at Su Zhi, "Did you hear it? Your heartbeat is here."
Bang bang bang. A vibrating sound with the same frequency as Su Zhi's heartbeat came from the woman's heart-shaped necklace. The sound became more and more intense, causing Su Zhi's eardrums to hurt.
Su Zhi has become somewhat immune to such a strange situation. But she has never understood her own life experience. At this moment, she wants to know from the bottom of her heart who she is and what her original identity is in this world.
status exists.
"I shouldn't live, right? You've already killed me, right?" Su Zhi chuckled. Even though her consciousness was blurred now, she was not stupid. She originally had soul piercing, and the owner of this body was already dead.
And the woman in front of her must be inextricably related to her, just based on this face.
The woman in front of her did not answer. She looked at it for a moment, then pulled off the necklace from her neck and put it into her palm. A dazzling red light suddenly emitted from her palm, and the delicate necklace melted by the red light, leaving a faint familiar fragrance.
Su Zhi felt as if someone had violently swung a hammer from the back of his head, and his mind was completely black. Those familiar and unfamiliar memories seemed to have been violently dug away and stuffed in again. Back and forth,
Let every nerve in yourself tingle.
Can't see anything clearly, can't feel anything.
"Hmm~" Unable to bear the muffled sound, Su Zhi's feet softened and he knelt down on one knee. His knees made a crisp sound with the ground.
The woman bent over, her long skirt lifted slightly, and she stretched out her hand to lift Su Zhi's chin, forcing her to look at her, "Since you don't want to be free, I will allow you to live a miserable life. Your Majesty." Xie Mei spoke with a very gentle voice.
Su Zhi wanted to speak but was unable to move her whole body. Her whole head seemed to explode, blowing her to pieces.
"How could I forget that your name is Su Zhi now, and I am the negative one. Haha~"
The mist in the sky gradually dissipated with the woman's figure. The horse that Su Zhi had temporarily calmed still fell at Su Zhi's feet as before. The ancient bridge remained the same and the stream surged. The scene that had been splashed with ink recovered.
to its original appearance.
It seemed like everything just now was a dream.
And I woke up from this dream. Su Zhi's long dream has just awakened. Su Zhi knelt on the ground, his eyes were red, and crystal liquid slid down his cheeks with the increasingly clear and chaotic memories in his mind, dripping on the hard
The bottom of it, go deep into it.
She saw it, she saw the memories that belonged to this body. Those memories that were sealed into a sharp sword, sealed into a curse, sealed into the dust that made her whole body cold, as if she would die completely in the next second.
How could this happen? It shouldn't be like this.
Chapter completed!