In the Apocalypse, Jiao Jiao Struggled Every Day

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Su Ruan Ruan immediately turned and ran back.

    As she ran, large patches of white flowers fell on her body.

    She found that the noisy crowd would only calm down when they touched the small white flowers.

    Su Ruan Ruan worked hard to spread the little white flowers even more.

    But the power of those people with abilities were all leaking and crazy crowds are everywhere.

    Su Ruan Ruan ran hard.

    Behind her, a flowery road was opened in the castle.

    The supernaturalists followed Su Ruan Ruan, like obsessed fanatics.

    Su Ruan Ruan was running non-stop.

    But those people with abilities are around her like a net, which firmly restrains her. She seems to be strangled by an invisible net, and her movements become slower and slower.

   And because of the excessive consumption of her ability, her hands and feet began to weaken.

    Su Ruan Ruan quickly get tired and panted ,  her face turned pale.

    The castle is messy, and the leaked abilities power have begun to hurt people.

    Even the glass windows and doors were shattered.

    Su Ruan Ruan raised her hand to block the splashing glass shards.

    The little white flowers all over her hovered, blocking the shards of glass.

    In the back, those supernaturalists who couldn't control their leaked abilities had scarlet eyes, and subconsciously wanted to get close to Su Ruan Ruan.

    Because only by her side, they can alleviate the bursting sensation that piercing  their brain, almost smashing their crystal nuclei.

    Su Ruan Ruan turned around, and the supernaturalists behind her looked at her.

    She stepped back subconsciously.

    Behind her is a large window without glass.

    When the supernaturalists rushed up, Su Ruan Ruan's thin body  that was buried in small white flowers, leaned slightly, and fell backward.

    Tracing the wind like fog, white flowers flying away.

    Su Ruan Ruan's body fell rapidly from the air.

    The white dress on her body was blown up by the wind, like a broken white flower.

    Her body was wrapped in countless white flowers, looming, scattered and gathered. The flying white flowers flew in all directions.

    They shuttled in the snow and cold wind, or were torn apart or burned.

    There were fine scars on Su Ruan Ruan's body.

    Her body was full of blood and some parts are burned.

    The supernaturalists knelt on the ground, curled up, and the little white flowers fell on top of their heads, like a grand baptism. Giving them a sense of relief and comforting them from pain.

    In the castle, Lu Shiming suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky.

    A small white flower fell on his fingertips.

    Behind him was Lu Jianren's crazy laughter.

    Lu Jianren's crystal core exploded, and his powers affected so much that even Lu Shiming felt that his eyes were bloody, his five internal organs were damaged, and he almost couldn't stand up.

    There were more white flowers falling. Under Lu Jianren's vicious abilities, Su Ruan Ruan's ability, like a gentle hand, erraticly wrapped it with its delicate sweet fragrance, wrapped Lu Jianren's abilities, slowly swallowing. Then hovering in the air, pure and incredibly gentle.

    A group of white pigeons flew from the church not far away, holy and beautiful.

    There seems to be a hymn ringing from afar.

    "Flapping..." The white dove flew around, circling  and seems to about to fall, as if it's mourning.

    Something fell rapidly in front of the shattered window. Lu Shiming's eyes are blinded by blood. He staggered and got up with gritted teeth. He slammed open the window, and his thin body fell under the wind and stretched out his hand, trying to grasp the white falling thing.

    But his eyes were full of blood, and he couldn't see anything.

   He can only smell the sweet fragrance that fills the space between heaven and earth.

    And the little white flowers that was wrapping and protecting him.

    Like the rain in midsummer, the warm sun in winter. Soothing his painful mind.

    The small white flowers that landed all over from the sky, mixed with the snow, the sweet and crazy smell diffused the screaming supernaturalists that was curled up with red eyes, white flowers fell in front of their eyes, and then gently and soothingly attached to their skin. They feel like they  have been touched by a god.

    The woman's soft body was finally embraced by the bloody man.

    Her eyes were closed, her black hair was scattered, he couldn't feel her breath, no life like a beautiful jade.

    The surrounding snow began to melt, everything rejuvenated, and beautiful little white flowers emerged from the deep soil, clumps, patches, and blossoms.

    From the sky, to the ground.

    All over the sky. The white flowers were everywhere.

    The mood of the supernatural people gradually returned to calm.

    Everything fell into a long silence.

    Silence, under the extreme silence, is the man's hysterical roar, like the sound of someone that the soul are being torn apart.

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