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Yue'er suddenly grabbed the vulture's collar and threw it back, but was caught by the yellow-robed man who suddenly ran and fled away.

Yan Li reacted quickly, and had already thought that Yue'er wanted to use the vulture to improve her strength, but after all, she was her maid, and it would be good for her to ignore the threat to herself for the time being. What's more, now that I am really angry, I don't know if I can take it back, but it is better to be a favor.

"It's okay, it's always enough to exchange him for my life. He smiled lightly and said, "You understand the value of the Fengtian Sect, right?"

"Ah, yes, of course they do. Yue'er laughed inexplicably, "But there's one thing you haven't understood. ”

"Oh?" said Yan.

"Yue'er likes to live as she pleases," Yue'er smiled deliciously, her eyes were very evil, "All obstacles and restraints are hateful, especially the self-righteous woman who is jealous of the paper kite." Now that I have a good furnace, I think I can finally be freed, and she will trouble me in the future, so it is better to kill it first, what do you say, big brother?"

"What did you say?" Yan Li's eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a dangerous light.

"Big brother, what are you pretending to be stupid, it's good for you to die if she dies. Yue'er's little face showed a amorous color, leaned over to Yan Li's side, and gently rubbed it with her small body, "She will be successful in her cultivation in the future, and it is inevitable that she will seek revenge from you, if the eldest brother helps her, Yue'er is willing to do everything to repay her." ”

"I won't allow anyone to hurt her!" Yan Liqing was full of anger, and angrily grabbed Yue'er's neck and lifted it up, "You demon, you actually hide evil thoughts, I want your life first!" said with a hard hand.

Yue'er didn't struggle, she was pinched and stopped breathing, her eyes were wide open, her eyes were full of tears, she looked weak and helpless, and the whole thing was pitiful.

"Stop!"

The peach blossoms are one after another, and before anyone arrives, the energy has come to the face.

Yan Li stiffened, subconsciously let go, and before he could dodge in time, he was knocked out by the energy, crashed into front of a rock on the slope, and watched in a daze as the haunting person fell from the sky.

"Woo, master, Yue'er just scolded twice, he wanted to kill people......" Yue'er hugged the visitor, crying so much that her liver and intestines were broken, and tears fell like pearls, "Woo, the master is a little late, but, but I will never see Yue'er again, woo woo woo woo ......"

The peach blossoms are scattered, like a dream soul flying off.

Ji Paper Kite's delicate body trembled slightly, holding the little girl, her beautiful eyes full of scars and indescribable disgust. She gritted her teeth for a moment, and asked loudly, "Yan Li, did I hurt your Baifu Manmen?"

Yan Li opened his mouth, only to feel that his throat was as heavy as blocked lead, and he couldn't make a sound, so he had to shake his head.

"Then why do you, why do you have to go against me!" Ji Paper Kite said angrily, "Is it the people around me, you don't let go of any of them?, did you never intend to make me feel better, did you?"

Yan Li was shocked, his face turned pale, "Paper kite, I don't have ......"

"Why don't you let me go......" Ji Paper Kite was heartbroken.

All his organs were burned, and a mouthful of blood rushed up, and was swallowed back alive by Yan Li, and he barely got up, "Paper kite, can you listen to what I say?"

"What kind of ability is a big man bullying a little girl!" Xue Tianya has a keen hearing, and he heard the situation clearly in the back, hurried over, blocked the second daughter, and said proudly, "If you want to hurt them, step on me first." Do you want a duel?"

Yan Li's body shook, and he almost fell down again, shaking his lips and said, "Who are you?"

"Xue Tianya, the chief of the Second Palace of the Dao Court Beidou, I am in charge of this matter today!" Xue Tianya slowly put his hand on the hilt of the knife behind his waist and said coldly, "If you are still a man, you will have a duel with me just like a man!"

"Yan Li," Ji Paper Kite took out a thing and threw it at Yan Li, with determination in her beautiful eyes, "I don't want your things, I'll give it back to you today!"

Yan Li caught it and immediately recognized that it was the "Cloud Glazed Treasure Clothes" that was photographed and given to her in the Longmen Inn, and a new poem was inscribed on it.

The bright moon is ancient, and I see people playing solo in Qingqiu, and I am getting thinner. The remnants of the candle warm wine, from the sorrow lingering, but also contemptuous two words, around the beam, Hugh said three days of travel.

The fog is full of lonely boats, half paper is shallow, and people are old, and they can see through. The ink marks fade away, the brocade book is unique, only if you see it for the first time, the edge is shallow and the love is not deep, and the water flows to the east.

The handwriting is beautiful, and it is needle-embroidered.

The explanation has made a decision before coming.

His mouth bulged, and a trace of blood oozed out, he quickly wiped it away, swallowed it quickly, took a pot of wine and poured it into his mouth, and the hot liquid cut like a knife, from his mouth to the bottom of his heart.

"It's just that if you see it for the first time, the relationship is not deep, let Shuidong go to the ......" he looked up at the sky and muttered, laughing miserably, and his eyes were dumbfounded in pain.

Let the water flow eastward. But paper kite, I have regained my memory, I still can't forget the heartbeat when I first saw you in that peach forest, but I can't go back, but it's okay to live with hatred for me, and when I die, you will be free.

Now, what forgiveness do I ask for? Time is running out.

With his determination made, his miserable laughter gradually turned into a chuckle, and gradually turned into a laugh, and when he lowered his head, his face was already full of coldness, "Okay, as the saying goes, the old doesn't go, and the new doesn't come." Anyway, you have a new admirer, and our relationship will be like this from now on!"

After finishing speaking, the cloud glazed treasure clothes fell apart.

Yue'er looked at it with a burst of joy.

Ji Zhiyu's face turned slightly pale, her eyes gradually revealed hatred, and she said sharply: "Yan Li, haven't you forgotten what you have done?" Today, for the sake of your injury, I will not take advantage of the danger of others, and the next time I see you, it will be the day of the life-and-death duel between you and me!"

See you next time, it's the day of the life-and-death duel between you and me!

Yan Li's body flickered, almost fell, forcibly froze, and said coldly: "I have never regretted that incident, you just have to come." ”

"Let's go!" Ji Paper Kite had no emotion on her face, and turned away indifferently.

Yan Li took two steps back, took two steps back, touched the rock, and sat down, unable to stop it, vomiting blood, dark red and red, like a spill when a heart shattered.

"Childe!" Li Xiangjun rushed up, squatted down and wiped the blood distressedly, and said with teary eyes, "Why are you doing this?"

"I'm fine......" Yan Li said hoarsely.

"And said it's okay, you told the paper kite, the paper kite girl......"

"Tell me about the situation. His eyes were still bright, looking at her, like a firelight, it was so shining, shining so that it was heartbreaking.

PS: Seeing this, I guess someone is going to say that I am abusing the Lord again. Once upon a time, I encountered the same question in Xuan Yan, and my answer was "How can people grow without experiencing pain?" However, at this point, I suddenly woke up to the truth: I have lived to this day, and I don't have much happiness to speak of, and I have never experienced it at all, so how can I write a happy protagonist? I write this way because I can't deceive myself, as if it were as ridiculous to me to insist that the world is good.

PS: I forgot about PS yesterday, the Manifestation of the True Monarch, it was not called this, it was to pay tribute to the Manifestation of the Saint Zhenjun Yang Erye in "Yang Jian-Human Growth and Hate Water Changdong", extremely sad and abusive, don't click on it if you don't like it. In addition, I would like to state that my writing is not affected by this, and it is the most true thing in my heart.

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