Chapter 685 (1/2)

Or Xingchuan is a cup full of cracks in his life.

I was left behind by my father and mother when I was young. When I was young, my favorite family members were completely sucked by my grandfather, and I didn't want to mention any more about the relationship with me. I hated it more than I loved it.

Hall sound leads us to walk in the crooked corridor, one side of the window has disappeared unconsciously, and the two halves are uninterrupted rooms. He stopped in front of a room, opened the door and asked, ”ghost doctor, is your royal highness still there?”

”Still. What's the matter?” When a voice came out, I went straight in. It was a separate room. A bald man in a silver gray long shirt was standing in the room. On one side of the bed, he was like a falling asleep.

The ghost doctor looked at me with a smile: ”you are the queen of ice and fire!”

”Get out of here!” Light two words, spit out from my mouth.

The ghost doctor looked at the sound of the hall in a daze.

The tone of the temple winked at him immediately.

”Please go out. Our queen wants to talk to the ghost Prince alone.” He Lei and a Gu separated by the door and said calmly.

A Gu played with the pink hair in his hand, which was enchanting and charming. He instantly drew away the sight of the ghost doctor. He immediately laughed: ”yes, yes.” The ghost doctor walked out of me at once.

Herey separates the sound of the hall outside the door, and a Gu closes the door.

I looked at the man who was sleeping quietly on the couch. His gray hair fell under the couch, dry and dull.

I walked towards him step by step. I was surprised that I was calm at the moment. There was no anger, no desire to kill him, nothing. I was like a broken porcelain doll, and I was indifferent to see a person's miserable life.

I and his whole life of love and hate entanglement, and finally in this day completely end.

I reached out to him, reached for his mask that covered his face, fingertips a little, a little through the air, towards his mask.

”Pa!” All of a sudden, he clasped my wrist, and his eyes behind the mask suddenly opened. At that moment, I saw the sharp eyes of Xingchuan, but in the next moment, when he saw it was me, his eyes suddenly darkened and became empty.

That Xingchuan is still in his body, just sealed by him now.

I stared at him coldly. He clasped my hand and sat up slowly. His long gray hair slipped from his face, covering his mask, his face, his eyes behind it.

He slowly released and clasped my hand, relaxed his strength, raised his hand on the armrest of the couch, and slowly propped up his body, as if weakly as a fluttering withered leaf, unable to stand up.

Step by step, he shuffled past me. After that cough, he turned into a rickety old man, unable to straighten up.

When he passed me, I looked at the front and spoke faintly: ”a meteorite, meteorite, is it the meaning of falling stars...”

He stopped and turned slightly.

”What did you do to Harry?”

His body for a moment a Zheng, hurriedly turned his face forward: ”do you recognize the wrong person?” Suddenly, the hoarse voice spewed out of his mouth, as if someone had cut off his vocal cord, making him unable to speak.

At that time, I was stunned. What happened to Xingchuan's voice?