Ye Chenfeng gently stroked Yan Xiaoxuan's broken face, his white palm was stained with scarlet blood without realizing it, and a silent tear slipped from the corner of his eye, soaking the dust of the desert, blooming a flower of death with a thousand sorrows.

"I'm sorry ......"

Yan Xiaoxuan's corpse was cold, but Ye Chenfeng's heart was even colder and more lonely, he knew very well in his heart that if it weren't for his carelessness and being dragged into the illusion by Zhang Heyan's cloud dust and Jinxia, Yan Xiaoxuan would not have died in order to drag the enemy's ruthless offensive.

Liu Weiwei couldn't cry anymore, her eyes were full of tears, she only blamed herself for not having the ability, she didn't say anything about helping Yan Xiao......

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