Chapter 233: The Love of the Little White Face (1)

Looking at such a result, Leng Zitian wanted to comfort something, but he didn't say anything, and there was a faint trace of uneasiness and confusion on his expressionless face

He clearly knew that just now, at the peak of his battle with Baili Wushuang, he had no second way to retreat except to meet the attack of the next Baili Wushuang, but at that moment, a petite figure stood in front of him, and in the next second, a handsome figure also appeared in front of the petite figure, that is, Ye Yimu and Situ Mingri...

A series of actions and people and the changes that occurred in a second made Leng Zitian unable to react, although he didn't hear the sound of 'Zitian' and 'little girl', but the familiar taste and familiar figure, Leng Zitian could clearly feel Ye Yimu's love and the love of the little white face

Situ Mingri's body was full of holes that had been blown open, and the unstoppable bright red liquid flowed out from all over his body, flowing down the stained clothes to his back, and some of them flowed into the palms of Ye Yimu's hands around his back

"Small~White Face~"

Ye Yimu shouted again, his voice was a little soft, as if he was afraid of waking up a sleeping baby, and he cowered

One second, two seconds, three seconds,,,

Time passed in seconds, and no one responded to Ye Yimu's cry in the silent waiting,

The wind was blowing, as if in response to the atmosphere at this time, cold to the bone

"Zitian, save him, you save him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info“

Ye Yimu turned his head to look at Leng Zitian, a line of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, slid down the corners of her eyes and across her cheeks, and finally dripped onto her clothes, turning into a watermark

Leng Zitian squatted down and pressed Ye Yimu's head into his chest, with some force, he didn't speak

In fact, Ye Yimu knew that the little white face was no longer saved, she had a medical mastery herself, and Ye Yimu knew clearly...

Soon, Ye Yimu pushed away Leng Zitian, the tears on her face had dried up, only shallow tears remained, she calmly took out the golden needles with her mind, and the sixteen golden needles flew into Situ Mingri's various acupuncture points under her thoughts

Soon, Ye Yimu pushed away Leng Zitian, the tears on her face had dried up, only shallow tears remained, she calmly took out the golden needle with her mind, no one knew what kind of emotion Ye Yimu was at the moment... Sixteen golden needles flew into Situ Mingri's various acupuncture points under her mind

This is Ye Yimu's last mastery, before the blood dries up and dies, seal the soul that is about to die, and pull back the moment of dying

Ye Yimu still has something to say to Xiao Bai Face, and Xiao Bai Face must have something to say to himself....

"Ahem. . . Ahem.." Painful coughs came, each cough was so laborious

"Little white face~" Ye Yimu pretended to have a smiling face, just like before, innocent and beautiful

"Cough, little ~ girl~, cough, your smile makes me wonder if I, am I~ going to be unlucky again, cough ~ hey~" Situ endured the pain tomorrow and showed a signature smile

"How so? I'm just a child. Ye Yimu said with a smile

"Yo~, I remember coughing~ A certain 'child' fooled me many times with her innocent smile~coughcough~" Situ was a little helpless tomorrow, but there was a clear sparkle in his eyes

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding~"

Although he knew that Situ was cooperating with her words tomorrow with the pain, Ye Yimu blinked and spat out the stone

Looking at the expression that Ye Yimu's eyes were shining, but he had to pretend to be, Situ Mingri shook his eyes lightly and raised a charming smile

"Little girl~"

"Huh?" replied Ye Yimu

"You haven't called me by name yet?"

"The little white face is very nice, how kind it is" Ye Yimu touched a little tsundere

"Yes. Situ Ming gently closed his eyes,

The head pillowed on Ye Yimu's arm was also a lot heavier, and it was slightly tilted to the side

"Little white face~" Ye Yimu was a little panicked, she had a hoarse voice, very light, very light

No one responded to her, Ye Yimu didn't feel a little stiff in his arm, and he wanted to move but couldn't. I can't help myself if I want to make some moves~

"Don't be kidding, little white face, this joke isn't funny at all~"

Still no one responded to her, and a wisp of fresh air blew on her face, a little cold, a little stinging