Thunderbolt Cherry Blossom Season

why not?Why?Arthur flipped through the book in his hand over and over again, refusing to drop a word in it.But why not?why not?Does suffering not exist?Could it be that the Buddhist Prison he has fought for for a hundred years does not exist?Is everything in the past non-existent?He doesn't believe it!Do not believe!He has lived in the Buddhist Prison for so many years, and he has been an undercover agent in a difficult situation for so many years. Now that he has left, can he never go back?No!He does not believe that suffering exists, and so does Buddha Prison!How could his struggle for so many years not exist?

"Hahahaha!" Laughter wantonly, what kind of torture and pain is in the laughter?

The unrepaired tendons seemed to riot in an instant, driving the air around him, suppressing the suffocating feeling.Felix, who finally broke through the door, looked at Arthur like this. The vampire's sensitive senses seemed to tell him the danger, and he seemed unable to stop his footsteps.

Until the turmoil here disturbed the elders, watching the three elders approaching, Felix retreated behind the three elders as if using all four limbs to escape for the first time since he became a vampire.

A white whirlwind seemed to rise from Arthur's side, mixed with cherry pink cherry blossom petals. Unlike the last time he was merciful, this time Arthur seemed to bloom with all his murderous aura.The purple pupils were full of unbearable anger and sorrow, soaked in absolute sadness, that feeling, like the sadness of being abandoned by the world, easily infected them, a group of vampires.The moment the spreading white whirlwind touched Arrow and the others, Arthur flew towards Arrow and his group of vampires.

"Bound the gods to kill!"

The flying murderous aura collided with Ah Luo and his group of vampires.This time, he showed no mercy.But Ah Luo also understands that Foying is not a group of vampires like them who can quickly recover from injuries, not to mention that his injuries are not healed, and rushing towards them like this vampire, Fuying is not fleeing, but begging for death!

"Alec" Arrow said, looking at the guard beside him.

The spreading black mist eroded Arthur's senses, and Arthur, who had lost his senses, was stunned for a moment, but in the next moment, a "Buddha Prison Evil Seal" and "Baiyan Chufang" hit different of the two directions.

But after all, he lost his senses.Although Arthur's attacks were still sharp, his movements were much slower.In the eyes of the vampires, these attacks, which looked like slow motion, easily gave the vampires a chance to catch them.Fragile humans, as long as they are gently pinched, they will die.

Until then, Alec withdrew his actions, and Arrow walked towards Arthur curiously.Arthur saw that the delicate and abnormal hand in front of him was reaching out to him, with a tendency to refuse and a strong posture.

He wants to see his own memory!No!don't want!

"Kill me! You killed me!" Kill me!I might go back to Buddha Prison!kill me!

Looking at the hand that was already being held, fear appeared on Arthur's face for the first time, it was his past!Where is his sin and cowardice!

Holding the trembling cold hand in his hand, Ah Luo closed his eyes and looked at the memory that belonged to Arthur.It just seemed that there was something covering it up, and Ah Luo held Arthur's hand even harder, almost hearing the cracking sound of bone dislocation.

The fog finally disappeared, and Ah Luo saw Arthur's memory as he wished.

Dark hell, terrible face, triumphant!He gave him a noble status, one of the three princes, that name represents the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison, and represents the interests of the Buddha Prison.Fighting again and again, he verified those three words, and he was invincible.He has no heart, no emotion, until he became an undercover undercover plight for the sake of Buddha Prison.He has the owner of maple pomelo, Mr. Jidao, friends, kinship, and friendship.

When Xu Zang attacked the earth, the red wings glorified the sky, the bright eyes illuminated the future, and the dark steps stepped into life.

When the scales of destiny flow, the beacon of justice returns to nature, the holy way opens, gods and ghosts praise, meteors fall, and heaven and earth sing.

When the gates of yin and yang are intertwined, the evil hands of fate are ready to move, the gods are gone, time and space are lost, the North Star is hidden, and the dark stars are shining.

When the truth emerges, the end of hope leads to destruction, the golden crow spreads its wings, the two suns are in the same sky, the way of heaven does not exist, and there is no sound.

This is their song, their friendship.Ah Luo watched, with a trace of peace and contentment on his face.Until everything floated to the surface, Buddha Ying was no longer Buddha Ying, but a prince of triumph, friends, and had to fight each other with swords.Fengyou, who was left by the hero who lost his way, returned to the Lord of Triumph of Buddha Prison.Hou's return, all ghosts respond.Until Fengyou uttered his curse, until Fengyou died under the hands of Kaixuan Hou, Ah Luo watched all this and knew that their friendship could never be restored.

That memory is so long, let Ah Luo just hold those hands for a long time.

That memory was so painful, Arthur forced himself to interrupt his memory bit by bit.

The memory in front of him seemed to be trembling, and Ah Luo had to intensify his peeping. He had a hunch that he would see something very important.

Until he saw the seriously injured Marquis of Triumph returning to the Buddha Prison, the moment he was imprisoned in the Soul Eater Prison.The screen shattered into pieces.

Letting go of his hand, Ah Luo saw that Arthur's face gradually changed into the familiar look of the triumphant prince in the picture, and his cherry pink hair also turned into a dull dark green. He just raised his eyes, and he saw Arthur's eyes full of is hollow.

The despair of not being able to return to the Buddha Prison, the shame of being peeped at his own memory, the pain of being forced to remember, all of them are tangled together, turning into a drop of red tears, falling to the ground, carrying what he has already experienced. A broken heart.All persistence, all hope instantly turned into despair, eroding his body and mind.Until a crisp sound sounded.The cherry lamp that had been held in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.He can no longer feel his own heart, his pursuit, his Buddhist prison, and everything about him are all gone!

All restrictions are released in an instant.Alice, who was in the hotel, smashed the teacup in her hand in an instant.

"Arthur, Arthur!"

"What's up! Alice! What do you see?"

"The Volturi! Arthur is captured in the Volturi!"