The wind blew gently, and both of them were dressed in blue, peerless.

The blown black hair is also tangled in the wind.

"Beile." Leng Wanyue looked at the young man's handsome face, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

"What are you doing here...let me die!"

Huang Beile closed her eyes, not wanting to look at Leng Wanyue again.[

She didn't want to see a person who lied to her, a person who put her to death.

"Beile, I'm late."

Huang Beile opened his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

A sudden palm slapped on Leng Wanyue's shoulder, knocking off her restraints.

Leng Wanyue didn't expect that Huang Beile would be like this, so she let go of her hand, and the boy who was originally in her arms fell to the ground again.

"No...Bei Le..."

Leng Wanyue couldn't help but fall backwards, her clothes fluttering. She tried hard to steady her body and stretched out her hand to Huang Beile.

The huge full moon seemed to be on the side of this sea of ​​flowers, and the shadow of a girl's hand appeared above the moon, as if to hold the falling boy.

"Catch me, Beile...catch me, Beile..."

Leng Wanyue's heart had never been so anxious, but the boy in blue looked at the sky with a smile, as if he was about to fall into the silence of the flowers.

"As long as I'm here, don't even think about dying in front of me."

Leng Benyue withdrew her hand, and suddenly her hands formed a complicated seal.

Suddenly a circle of light rose from her body and headed towards Huang Beile.

Huang Beile, who was originally prepared to die, was shocked to feel that her body seemed to be wrapped in something for a moment, and it was slowly dragging her body.

Seeing this, Leng Wanyue flew over with a smile on her lips, surrounded by petals, and hugged the young man in blue.

Turning over, she was under Huang Beile. Their hair was flying, and they were slowly falling, surrounded by a circle of light.

"If you want to go to hell, I will accompany you."

Leng Wanyue looked at Huang Beile and spoke softly. The voice was surprisingly soft, but it was like the fragrance of flowers that lingered for a long time.

"You..." Huang Beile heard this and didn't know what to say to her. How could things be like this? [

Finally, both of them fell into the sea of ​​flowers in elegant clothes. The beautiful girl's sapphire blue dress was spread grandly on the petals, and on her body was the boy in blue who was lightly frowning. The corners of his mouth

There was still blood stains on his face and his face was a little pale. He looked at the woman under him and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Miss Crescent Moon, you don't need me to do this because I am just a mortal."

Huang Beile got off her body, and when she moved, she felt heartache unstoppable, and her brows furrowed deeper.

Seeing the cold moon, he stood up quickly.

Seeing this, Leng Wanyue quickly stood up, and suddenly saw bright red blood on the young man's left shoulder, and her eyes turned cold.

"Does it hurt?"

"Well, I feel like my heart is about to break." Huang Beile endured the pain, but cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Brother Bao...Brother Bao...how are you? How are you!"

The woman on the other side looked at the man who kept vomiting blood, her face full of pain.

After hearing this, Leng Wanyue stood up slowly, took two steps forward, and looked at them coldly.

"Hmph, you have been hit by this palace's distracting palm. You can't even hope to survive. Even if the world's miracle doctor Jiuhua Immortal comes, you can't save him!"

Fenfen Palm! Everyone was shocked. This martial art was the most vicious since the Baihua Palace was established.

The remaining black clothes unbuttoned the man's clothes, revealing a black palm print on his chest.
Chapter completed!