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The rain was as cold as an ice pick, piercing to the bones, and the charming woman was like a gossamer at this moment

The more she put it in her mouth, the arrow pierced her entire abdomen, and the blood slid down the purple clothes, washed away by the rain, mixed into a faint blood color flowing in the water, a piercing red. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The black bear was in tears, crying, like a helpless child, he hugged Wu Xiang in his arms tightly, and whimpered: "I don't know ......"

The corners of Wu Xiang's mouth raised slightly, she sneered, rubbed the blood on the cheek of the black bear Junyi, and said, "I thought you would directly say that you don't love it...... Black Flame, look me in the eye. ”

"Look at me."

She lifted the black bear's head, and the rain ran down the hair of the two of them, and the rain fell rapidly down from the sky, and she used all her strength to look at each other, and the two were close at hand.

"Look me in the eye." Her pale face was like paraffin, but she was still beautiful and moving, like an angel with folded wings, or a fairy, and her voice like a silver bell was as tender as water.

The black bear looked at the woman, tears mixed with rain, couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears on his cheeks, and asked, "Why do you push me away, if you don't push me away, you won't ......"

"Hei Yan, I once said that there is no other way but to kill them all, right?"

"Yes......" The black bear didn't know what the woman in his arms wanted to say, he hesitated.

Wu Xiang showed a smile, she was still a thorny rose, beautiful and incomprehensible, her voice was cold but gentle, and she said: "Hei Yan, when that arrow comes, I have no other way, I know, you know." ”

The heart was tightly grabbed and torn by a pair of hands, and Wu Xiang's words were like a blow to the bell, shattering the black bear's last line of defense, and the heart hit with a sharp pain, and the black bear stiffened.

"Hei Yan, I am from Carthage, according to our custom, we will engrave the name of the person we love the most on our chest with a knife, and tell the world that this person belongs to us, Hei Yan will engrave it for me now, I belong to you, my heart belongs to you, and my soul belongs to you."

A delicate dagger is delicately carved with a lifelike night sparrow, petite and agile, Wu Xiang took out the dagger from the bandage on his leg and put it in Hei Yan's hand, and said.

"Damn, get out of here! Let go of the hostess! He Feng, covered in blood, was like an angry beast, he carried a sword, and the sword was still bleeding scarlet blood in the rain, and he violently slammed into the black bear holding Wu Xiang, and roared violently.

The black bear was pushed down by He Feng and fell down a row, but his hand was holding Wu Xiang and never let go of half a minute, Wu Xiang, who was protected by the black bear, gently raised her eyes and glanced at He Feng, who was half-kneeling on the side and staring at her nervously, she smiled softly: "He Feng...... You can meet better people. ”

"I'm sorry." She sighed, and she turned her head away from the man.

He Feng shook his head in the rain, the rain splashed away along his movements, he looked at the weak woman, and muttered: "You won't die, I will let Xiangsui save you with the best witch!" ”

Wu Xiang chuckled, she stared at He Feng, as she had seen it for the first time.

"Don't waste your efforts, I know, I can't."

He Feng's desperate expression was like an abandoned child, and his heart-rending wail was like the last despair and grievance of the deceased.

"Black Flame, Dagger."

The black bear took the dagger that Wu Xiang handed to him again, looking at the petite and delicate dagger in his palm, he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his strong chest, the closest place to his heart, put the dagger in the woman's hand, and said, "You carve it first."

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"No, you carved on me first, I want to watch your name fall on my chest."

Wu Xiang's nose was sore, her hand held the dagger, but because of blood loss and no strength, the black bear held the woman's white hand tightly, held the dagger, and engraved words on the *, Wu Xiang seemed to know no pain, blood oozed out, under her collarbone, the symbol made of blood, about the Carthaginian text, was the name of Heiyan.

"This is the word for the Black Flame in Carthage, and I'm glad to meet you." The woman stretched out her arm, brushed the tears and rain on Hei Yan's cheeks, and then whispered like a lover's nickname: "I am fortunate to meet among ten thousand, my soul accompanies my thoughts, I will pray in the arms of the ancestral god, may I continue the relationship with you in the next life." ”

Suddenly, she fell to the ground, and the woman who had not yet carved the words on the black bear's heart lost all her strength.

"Wuxiang, I will go to Carthage and find your name, engraved here, in the name you gave, Heiyan." Hei Yan pointed to his chest, then lowered his head, the two foreheads touched, he closed his eyes, and kissed the woman's cold lips reverently.

The two touched each other - that is the oldest rule in Yanyi, and it is the proof that the two are married.

Under the rain curtain, in the entire martial arts arena, only the smell of blood remained, which filled the room, and two grieving men.

He Feng fell to his knees, losing all his strength, and his god died.

The summer day was gorgeous, it was a white carriage with a sound like a silver bell, she slowly walked off the car, a soldier looked at the beautiful girl in a daze, and the soldier hit a person, he was so frightened that he quickly knelt down, and he didn't even have time to see who he hit clearly, "My lord, I didn't mean to, please forgive me!" ”

At this time, Sui Yu was very old, but his body was still quite strong, he looked at the kneeling soldier with displeasure, waved his hand, and said, "Drag him out for me and feed it to my little pet." ”

The old man's cold voice decided the life and death of a man, the soldier was sweating profusely, and he didn't want to be fed to that ugly sting, a disgusting giant worm.

"Soldier, why don't you hurry up and throw him out for me?!"

"Yes, sir." The two soldiers looked at the poor man kneeling on the ground with pity, although they worked together, but at the moment the master's order was the most important thing, and they could only carry it out.

The poor soldier let out a desperate roar, he had seen those who were eaten by the sting, it would first spew venom to corrupt those people*, and then those people would not die, the sting would slowly torture the food that was delivered, and then slowly eat from the feet to the people who were delivered.

"Please, Your Excellency...... Please, kind sir! ”

The soldier pleaded, but only got a cold look.

"Your Excellency?" A voice like a silver bell sounded, and the girl in a pure white gauze skirt looked at the soldier and the Sui Worm who were kneeling and begging and refused to leave.

"My lord, what did he do?"

Then he saw the girl's beautiful face, and the dead wood-like face showed a slight smile, and said, "He bumped into me, so I will take him and feed it to my pet." ”

The girl frowned slightly, she pouted, and said contemplatively: "My lord, can you let him go?" You are a merciful man! ”

Then he looked at the girl with fiery eyes, and after a moment, he said helplessly: "Okay." ”

The girl looked at Sui Yu with a smile, and then, walking in front of the soldier, she said to the soldier seriously: "You must be careful when you walk in the future."

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The soldier was slightly stunned, and when he saw the girl's face from such a distance, he suddenly said, "Okay, thank you, can I know your name?" ”

"I, my name is Wu Xiang!" The girl was amazed, and then greeted the warm summer day, and smiled gently, so that the soldier thought that he had seen God.

"Wu Xiang, come here, come with me."

"Great Lord...... Brother. She hesitated for a moment, glanced at the soldiers on the ground, and then took the arm, which was stretched out by the great lord, and walked through the garden......

The soldier stood silently, watching the group leave, never to move away from the girl.

The rain fell on his cheeks, leaving behind his eyes, rippling in the blood-colored pool, he slowly stood up, where his long sword pointed, the cold voice made people feel like falling into an ice cellar, "Hei Yan, Hei Yan, the hostess is dead, you go to accompany her, she will be lonely alone......"

Hearing He Feng's words, Yue Lin Wuchen was as cold as a great enemy, they unconsciously retreated, approaching Hei Yan, Leng Heng picked up a rough knife from the ground, stood beside Yue Lin, and protected the young man behind him, Wu Chen on the side also turned over and picked up a broken knife from the pile of corpses, carefully guarding He Feng and the soldiers behind He Feng.

"You ...... Yes, you will also go with the hostess. He Feng grinned, like a devil who had come out of hell, and his bloodthirsty eyes emitted a cold light, sweeping over Yue Lin and the others.

"Soldiers, kill them for me!"

"Your Excellency......" Several soldiers held the weapons in their hands and looked at He Feng hesitantly.

Like He Feng, if it weren't for Black Flame, it would be impossible for the hostess to kill Sui Yan...... They didn't dare ......

He Feng roared violently: "I am now the master of Xiangsui, he is just a damn slave, give it to me, kill them!" ”

Hei Yan carefully put down Wu Xiang's corpse, took the delicate Night Sparrow dagger to his waist, and then looked at He Feng, who was provoking him, and he picked up a long knife from the ground in a daze, which was covered with mud and dripped down the blade.

"He Feng, I don't want to kill you, let me take Wu Xiang away."

Hei Yan opened his mouth slightly, he stared at the decadent man in front of him, they were all heartbroken for the woman who died, Hei Yan knew that the man in front of him was really in love with Wu Xiang, and his eyes could see that he had seen He Feng's obsessive eyes many times, admiration, worship, pity, or something else, from this man's eyes, he had seen too many complicated things, and he couldn't explain it clearly.

"Hehe, the hostess is dead, since you have carved with the hostess, then accompany her, I think she will definitely forgive me for doing this, and she must want to see you!" He Feng said stubbornly, he crooked his neck, and then rushed up like a mad cow!

The door had been smashed, and two young men walked in in embarrassment.

The white Taga was covered with muddy dirt, and the young man ran into the battlefield of the martial arts competition, he looked at the martial arts arena below in a daze, the myth of the martial arts arena, the warrior Hei Yan was confronting Lord He Feng, and the ground was ...... The purple dress is - the hostess of Wuxiang.

The other young man who followed in was also slightly stunned when he saw such a scene, he looked at the other party tremblingly, his whole body was cold, and he repeated helplessly: "Mistress...... The hostess is dead! ”

"Season, we ...... What do we do now? He turned to his companion next to him.