When she heard this, she stopped, and she felt really uncomfortable, resisting the urge to push him away, and said in a low voice: "I didn't know that it would hurt like this, in the Eight Desolation Formation, my wounds can't be repaired by themselves, and they are easy to tear." ”

The weaker the strength, the weaker the body's ability to repair, and in order to reverse the situation and create an illusion to awaken Fen Yan and Ao Po, she has already overdrawn her strength.

She didn't want to waste any more energy on any superfluous people, thinking like this, she stopped and turned back to follow the Lingshan County Lord and Yun Ji and the others who followed behind her, she looked at them with a trance.

At that moment, she looked at him as if she was looking at another world, and she suddenly realized that their positions, their forces, and their backgrounds were completely different.

Now that he loves her, he can hide his identity for her and do everything for her, but when this love disappears one day, their position is the enemy.

He and her are two completely opposite positions.

In this world, in the entire Three Realms, there is no place that can accommodate the demon clan and her.

If one day, his love is gone, what kind of situation will she be, what kind of end.

Just thinking about it like this, she felt that she shuddered.

She never thought about such a problem before, because she never felt that he was her biggest problem, because she thought that falling in love was a lifetime, and that he loved her for a lifetime, from the first day, for a lifetime.

She didn't want to think about it any longer, so he withdrew his gaze, and he carefully helped her on, and walked forward.

"Woo Yan, would you like to love only one person for the rest of your life?" she asked him.

His eyes fell on her, thinking that she was because of the Lord of Lingshan, and said, "I and Lord Lingshan are not what you think. ”

She smiled and didn't ask any more.

In the end, he didn't answer her either, he only loves one person in his life, whether he wants to or not.

"If your love can't be unique, don't give it to me, I don't want anything that others have touched. She said, pushing him away.

He frowned and said in a low voice, "Don't think nonsense, don't make trouble." He said, reaching out to touch her.

She raised her hand to block him, lowered her eyes to look at his outstretched hand, and said, "I didn't mess with you, Fen Yan." With that, she held on to her injured lower abdomen and walked forward.

On the crowded street, I looked at her distant back, and my fingers in my sleeves were unconsciously clenched.

Crossing the street, Fan Yan took everyone to the old stage, Ao Xue and Han Jiangxue waited patiently in front of the old stage, and saw Fan Yan and others coming over from a distance, Ao Xue stood up happily, ran towards Ao Zhan quickly, and said nervously: "You're back, it's okay"

Ao Zhan nodded slightly, turned around and stretched out his hand to Fan Yan, and said, "Can you show me the sketch of the Eight Desolation Formations." ”

Fan Yan took out the sketch of the Eight Desolation Array from his sleeve and handed it to Ao Zhan, Ao Zhan opened the sketch and looked at it, looked at him and frowned, and said in a deep voice: "The exit only appears at night, this sketch was left by the Extreme Dao Old Man and Yan Gu when they created the Eight Desolation Array, after so many years, we are not sure if the Eight Desolation Array has changed." ”

Fan Yan said: "Emperor Huayao has entered the Eight Desolation Formation, he knows best whether there is any change here, I have sent him a message, and he will come over soon." ”

Ao Zhan nodded slightly, if there is Emperor Huayao, it will be a quick matter to leave the Eight Desolation Array.

Everyone then stood by and waited for Hua Yao to come over.

Ao Zhan saw that Su Dandan's spirit was not very good, so he said to Fanyan: "I'll take her to the doctor to take a look at the wound first, and I'll be back in a while." As he spoke, he walked over, picked her up, and left.

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