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Liang Qiuqiu's body became cold little by little. Yu Chengling's sobs were already inaudible, she hugged Liang Qiuqiu's body, her forehead against her shoulder, tears rolling down her eyes like beads with broken threads, soaking her clothes.

The people of the Qingyue family were still clamoring, and Liang Qiuqiu was extremely hateful to them. Her death was very happy for the people of the Qingyue family, and the Jin family, who was opposed to them, was obviously a completely opposite atmosphere. The people who were locked up in the Bande Pastoral were in a low mood, as if there were dark clouds hanging in the sky, and everyone looked in the direction of Liang Qiuqiu, with undisguised worry in the depths of their eyes.

She looked so fragile, her face pale, like a corpse without a sound.

Yu Chengling has been giving her as much warmth as possible, but where is it enough to rely on her own strength?

Liang Qiuqiu closed her eyes and frowned slightly, she felt that the blood in her whole body had been frozen...... I really didn't expect that she would be frozen to death in the end.

After living so much, when is she afraid of being too cold? With spiritual power to protect her body, no matter how cold it is, even if she wears short sleeves, she doesn't feel fine. It's just cold, cold...... His hands and feet were stiff, as if he had lost consciousness.

Liang Qiuqiu didn't even have the strength to open her eyes, her breathing was very weak, and Yu Chengling's heart was clenched, for fear that she would never feel her pulse again in the next second.

At this time, a person appeared in the distance.

At the earliest, it was discovered by the Qingyue family, and many samurai standing outside pulled out their swords one after another - the internal affairs of the Qingyue family have not been resolved, how can outsiders be allowed to step in?

The slight commotion drew the attention of many people, who were dressed in dark blue robes with ice slag sticking to them. He gently stroked the ice slag with his hand, and his eyebrows were far better than the ice and snow in front of him, but the moment he gently raised his eyelashes was unsettling.

"Get out of the way. ”

The two words are lighter than snow, but they involuntarily spread out to the sides.

Even many people don't know why they are so obedient?

At the end of the scattered crowd was Liang Qiuqiu, who was held by Yu Chengling, who was already dying. Dongfang Yu's thin lips pursed slightly, and he walked in the direction of the woman.

Many people were talking to each other, and they wondered if this man had come to find the demon girl, where did this man come from, and why when he faced him, even the sword he drew was trembling slightly, as if he was afraid of him.

Someone hit the gall and tried to block his way, but when the sword he swung out touched the man's body, it suddenly disappeared.

He stared blankly at his empty palm, letting the man walk past him.

Yu Chengling hugged Liang Qiuqiu, and when she saw the man's face clearly, she said in a voice full of crying: "Dongfang Gongzi, Sister Liang, she is dying......"

Oriental Childe?

Yu Chengling's voice seemed to come from a dream, Liang Qiuqiu slowly opened her eyes, she saw the heavy snow in the sky, and the familiar figure was standing in front of her.

His face was a little blurry...... Is it too much snow?

Liang Qiuqiu slowly raised her right hand, she wanted to touch him.

But he stood straight, so far away from herself, that her body had no strength. Moving her chapped lips, she gasped, "Leave me...... Closer to me......"

Facing her outstretched hand, Dongfang Yu responded.

Liang Qiuqiu was lying in Yu Chengling's arms, Dongfang Yu was standing in front of her, the fingertips of the two were slowly approaching, but they stopped a few centimeters away.

Time seemed to stand still, one, two, three......

Dongfang Yu's face had never had such a look, he suddenly withdrew his hand and took two steps back.

He stared at Liang Qiuqiu tightly.

- I don't want to touch her!

He didn't want to touch her at all!

She was badly wounded, the wound in her abdomen had festered, and she looked as disgusting as a dead body. He hated all things ugly, but for some reason, when he saw that face as white as paper, he remembered the bright smile of the past. When she laughs like that, she always feels like she's going to be there. And now, she's so fragile that she'll die at any moment.

That's what it is...... Nether creatures?

Such a fragile life, Ah Mo, how can you endure the careful care you took care of day after day?

When he withdrew his hand, Liang Qiuqiu seemed to know something.

She also slowly lowered her right hand, with a faint smile on her face: "Are you willing to come...... I'm very, I'm happy......"

Dongfang Yu pursed his lips and did not speak.

This woman must have thought it was Ah Mo coming, right? What a fool. Even if Ah Mo comes, now he can't cure anyone at all.

"Feather. ”

A trace of consternation appeared on Dongfang Yu's face.

She...... What did she call him? Did he mishear?

A bitter smile appeared on Liang Qiuqiu's face, and she murmured, "I, I don't really want to kill you, but ...... If you don't act in a measured way, you're going to kill a lot of innocent people......"

"Shut up!" Dongfang Yu suddenly shouted: "Are you doing things in a measured manner?! Look what you have made of yourself!"

This hateful woman is going to die, and she is embarrassed to lecture him?

But Liang Qiuqiu didn't seem to hear him, she continued: "God is good...... Demons are good...... You're a part of the president's body, so how can I bear to hurt you?"

When a man is about to die, his words are good.

How could Liang Qiuqiu say these things that she couldn't usually say, if it weren't for the end? In her opinion, Ah Yu was just a playful child, maybe he didn't know what he was doing.

Liang Qiuqiu was so seriously injured that she didn't even frown, but in front of Dongfang Yu, she burst into tears.

She choked up, "I'm gone...... You have to be good...... You and Ah Mo, you all want to, you all want to ...... Live!"

Dongfang Yu looked at her in a daze.

She...... Crying?

Her tears are for Ah Mo and for herself...... Is it?

Yu Chengling looked at Liang Qiuqiu, she didn't know what Sister Liang's words meant...... But she always felt that there must be a lot of stories between Liang Qiuqiu and Dongfang Gongzi.

But why is Dongfang Gongzi standing so far away, why don't he come and hug Sister Liang?

What Yu Chengling wouldn't know was that Dongfang Yu took the initiative to stay away from Liang Qiuqiu, which was the greatest protection for Liang Qiuqiu. He was afraid that he would accidentally touch her and leave her without even leaving her body.

From the time he first woke up, until now, how could he have ever thought such about others?

After listening to Liang Qiuqiu's words, his fists slowly clenched: "If you want to die, you have to wait until I finish settling accounts with you!" -- Liang Qiuqiu, you listen to me! I don't allow you to close your eyes! I don't allow it!"