Although Leng Yuyuan is completely fighting for his life, when the difference in strength is too great, he just supported it for a while. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After a few hundred moves, the tall masked man kicked him in the abdomen and kicked him away when Leng Yuyuan attacked him.

His body shifted in the air, and he fell to the ground with a puffy sound, and the sword in his hand had already fallen when he was kicked away, and the place where he fell was only more than five feet away from Bai Xiaoxi.

As soon as he moved, the abdomen that was kicked seemed to be twisted together, extremely painful, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the internal force of his whole body seemed to have been drained.

The four masked men stood in the distance and looked at him condescendingly, no matter which of them made a move at this time, Leng Yuyuan had no power to fight back.

And they didn't move for a while, I don't know if they were waiting for Leng Yuyuan to get up, and then they were playing with a cat and mouse, or if they felt that Leng Yuyuan's strength made them disdain to make a move.

Leng Yuyuan's eyes were full of despair and sadness.

It's not for the sake of his imminent death, but for himself that even if he dies, he can't avenge Bai Xiaoxi.

He's dying, isn't he?

Fortunately, he was not afraid of death in his heart, on the contrary, he hoped that these masked men would kill him quickly.

Seeing Xiaoxi die in front of his eyes, he couldn't do anything, this feeling was originally more uncomfortable than death, plus if Bai Xiaoxi hadn't been restless, he wouldn't have appeared near the Zhennan General's Mansion, being taken advantage of by these people, guilt plus self-blame, and deep distress, made him feel that if he accompanied Bai Xiaoxi, Bai Xiaoxi would not be so lonely.

Therefore, he no longer thought about killing the four masked men, but used all his strength to move in the direction of Bai Xiaoxi.

Every time he moved, he felt the pain in his body, but this pain was lighter than the pain in his heart.

Especially when he climbed closer and saw Bai Xiaoxi's pale and bloodless silent face, his eyes were full of sadness.

Four masked men stood there with their hands on their chests.

The tall masked man cynically said, "This kid is really a love saint!"

Another human: "What kind of love saint, fool, right? If you don't marry when you are alive, and then you will be martyred when you die, is this called a love saint? Call it an idiot!"

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Leng Yuyuan was injured, and his whole body was in pain like pins and needles, but he still crawled towards Bai Xiaoxi little by little, his movements were very slow, but his eyes were very firm.

He obviously didn't think about anything in his mind, just thinking about going to Bai Xiaoxi's side, accompanying her, and not making her feel lonely.

However, the masked man's words were like a thorn in his heart.

He obviously has a chance to marry Xiaoxi, doesn't he?

Because he couldn't let go of the obsession in his heart, Qing'er didn't want to watch his best friend become a replacement, so the matter was over.

If he hadn't always had that obsession in his heart at the beginning, so he ignored Bai Xiaoxi, if he had such sincerity in his heart, even if he just went to Baifu to propose marriage, just to make a marriage between two people, when Bai Xiaoxi left, he would not be so desolate.

However, it was too late to regret it.

He has failed Qing'er, and now, he has failed Xiaoxi again.

Qing'er has drifted away from him, and it is impossible to return to him.

Xiaoxi has been separated from him by yin and yang.