Phoenix Against the World

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Chapter 613: Escape from birth [1]

Looking at the flame beast farther and farther, the place like a flame purgatory, burning with flames.

Huang Beiyue stretched out his hand to block his eyes, his heart was stuffy and painful, and a burst of blood surged, his feet could not support softly, leaning back against the ink lotus.

"Month?" Moline didn't know why she was so fragile suddenly. She thought she was hurt and she reached out and touched her shoulder. "Well?"

Huangbei nodded, and his voice was hoarse: "It hurts..."

"Where?" Moline asked nervously.

Huang Beiyue dumb channel: "Heart."

Moline stunned and stunned. She raised her hand and touched her heart. Then she said, "Intra-injury."

Huang Beiyue shook his head gently and said: "No."

Moline does not understand, not internal injuries, how can the heart hurt?

"why?"

"Molian, you won't understand." Huang Beiyue covered his eyes with his palm. "I hope you don't understand for a lifetime. This feeling is not good."

Moline suddenly raised her hand and accidentally rubbed her face, but felt a hot and humid dampness. His hand shook and quickly retracted. The expression on his face was shocked.

"Blood!" He hurriedly reached over and touched her face indiscriminately. "Where is it hurt?"

Huang Beiyue looked up and looked at the simple nervous look on his face, but smiled bitterly, grabbed his violent hand and whispered: "I am not hurt, this is not blood."

Moline does not believe, not blood, what is it? There is no rain here, her face is so wet, what will it be?

"It's really not blood." Looking at what he didn't believe, Huang Beiyue was very patient. "Do you smell **** smell?"

Moline really went over her face and sniffed it gently. There was really no **** taste, but there was something special and very special. He never smelled it.

Out of curiosity, Moline stretched out his tongue and gently rubbed his face, and his brow immediately wrinkled.

Huang Beiyue did not expect that he would stick his tongue to lick her face, and looked up at him in surprise. His expression was not a bit cumbersome, but he said very seriously: "Bitter."

"Of course it is bitter." Huang Beiyue said helplessly, he did not even know tears, he never cried before? Didn't cry when I was young?

She knew that she was a crying cry when she was a child. She was crying when she was still moving, because at that time, parents were pampered, and she could be willful and self-willed.

Later.... She has no right to cry alone.

"Lord of Merlin and Lord of the Moon come!" For a moment, the illusionary beast had caught up with the mercenaries who fled, and looked up to see the giant illusion, and the mercenaries shouted.

Huang Beiyue took out a ghost mask and put it on his face. He separated from the ink lotus and jumped from the back of the illusionist.

Gick and others immediately greeted them and saw that she was all right and nothing, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Moonlight Lord, His Royal Highness King?" Yu Wenzhan hurried up, did not see the wind and wings together with her, they always felt that they could not let go.

"He has something to delay, and will come out soon." Phoenix North Moon sounds calm and calm, even if Yu Wenzhan is so war-torn, people who have lived for most of their lives have not felt anything wrong.

It is not that Huang Beiyue wants to lie deliberately, but that the situation in Beibei is complicated. The Queen of Ya and the King of Power are staring at the wind, and he is afraid that he will die.