With a pursed lips, Long Lilie quickly turned sideways and handed Linglong to Hua Chi.

Wuhen only felt that the snow in front of him was clear, and Long Lilie had arrived in front of him

"What's wrong with her?" For the first time in so many years, he held Wuhen's collar like this. Long Lilie asked coldly. There was no trace of clarity in his narrow phoenix eyes, which were all deep red at the moment.

I opened my mouth, but no words came out

"I ask, what happened to Feng Qingluan?" The hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.

Linglong stared blankly at the violent profile of the man in front of her, feeling desolate in her heart. When she saw him and snuggled into his arms, her fear and pain over the past few days subsided slightly. She asked him if his original promise still stood.

He said he would never let her down

She cried with joy, and it was always her in his heart... It wouldn't change, it wouldn't change

However, at this moment, the anxiety and anger in his eyebrows, all the emotions arising from Feng Qingluan... She began to waver from the rock-like thoughts just now.

Does the queen also have a place in his heart? She is already as important as her, right?

He has changed easily but his old heart has changed...has he really changed?

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"King Qiu Yan, you take my wife and leave first, I'll wait and stop you here." Deep in the forest, several shadow guards were covered in blood, their bodies were injured a lot, and they were waving their sharp swords, their eyes red with blood.

At this time, there are only a few of them who have not died in the battle. How long can this situation last? These people are really going to have a result!

During the fierce fight, blood surged. Sheng Yeming held Shiyi in his arms. He had been hit by several arrows. How could he not be poisoned by the power-devouring power powder? He still had a bit of power, but he was just holding on.

She was already seriously injured internally

The shadow guards swung their swords and danced quickly, repelling several men, and shouted sternly: "King Qiu Yan, my queen, leave quickly!"

Eleven was already at a loss, and the silver needle poison powder he carried had long been used up. He pulled Sheng Yeming's clothes and said hoarsely: "Tell me, some of these people are here for me, right?"

"You don't have to hide it from me. Those men in black were chasing you. Later there were so many people dressed as gangsters. Although both groups were attacking us, it was obvious that those who were aiming at you were aiming at you.

Those who are aiming at me are also aiming at me!" Looking at the bloody wounds on Sheng Yeming's body, Eleven's heart was like a knife, and he was choking when he opened his mouth. "You have done enough for me! While you can still do some Qinggong now, hurry up.

Walk!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Sheng Yeming's eyes were as bright as rainbows. With a wave of his hand, he seized the weapons of several people in front of him and threw away the enemies who attacked Eleven. The swords in his hands shot out, killing several more people.

, but he was hit by several knives at the same time, and his brocade robe was as moist as drops.

Several shadow guards felt great grief in their hearts. One of them thrust the long sword into the ground, channeled all his strength into his palms, pressed them against Sheng Ye Ming's back, and sent him and Eleven away several feet away.

Sheng Yeming held Eleven and went forward to kill. She lay on his shoulder and stared blankly in the direction of the shadow guards. In her blurry vision, they were killed one by one with several knives.

"don't want--"

A patch of blood-red bloomed in the stinging eyes, seeming to dye the lush green forest red.

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Chapter completed!