Yu Haiying shouted angrily, raised his sword and rushed forward, but Wei Chengfeng grabbed the sword body with two fingers, and with a twist of his wrist, the sword was thrown out of control, and it happened to land at Lan Yiling's feet.

Wei Chengfeng grabbed Yu Haiying's slender neck with one hand, with a cold face, "Don't think that this king won't dare to kill you, if you die, your father won't know who killed you, and he will still support this king......"

Yu Haiying's struggle became smaller and smaller, and her face began to turn blue.

At this moment, a sharp sword mixed with cold light stabbed at Wei Chengfeng's heart.

Wei Chengfeng's reaction was very calm, as if it was just a wooden stick against his heart, he turned his head sideways, and his gaze softened slightly, "Ling'er, are you going to kill me?" ”

As soon as he met his gaze, Lan Yiling's sword hand trembled, "You...... You let go of Sister Ying! ”

Wei Chengfeng didn't mean to let go, and continued to ask, "If I don't let go, will you kill me?" ”

With more force in her hand, Yu Haiying began to roll her eyes.

Lan Yiling's hand trembled, and the tip of the sword pierced into a point, and the bright red mark quickly spread on the white middle coat.

Lan Yiling shouted with a crying voice, "Don't force me! ”

Wei Chengfeng didn't move at all, and a wry smile crossed the corner of his mouth, "Ling'er, it seems that I am not as important as her." ”

"No, it's not......"

Lan Yiling shook his head, but a voice in his head said, "Stupid woman, he is just using you, don't be fooled by him, men are unkind, kill him quickly, kill him!" ”

"It's not like that! No! I don't believe it! I don't believe it! ”

Lan Yiling screamed almost frantically, and the sword pierced into another point, half of his chest was stained with blood, but the man still didn't move.

"Do you really not believe it? Don't kid yourself! Kill him, as long as he dies, you won't suffer anymore, and Sister Ying will be saved, what are you hesitating about? Kill him! ”

Lan Yiling's eyes turned purple for a moment, and he stabbed forward.

Blood splattered, Wei Chengfeng finally let go of his hand, and Yu Haiying fell to the ground gasping for breath.

His eyes returned to normal color, and when he saw the boundless blood, the hand holding the hilt of the sword was released, and Lan Yiling shouted and pounced on the person who fell in a pool of blood, "Lord Wang, wake up, I believe in you, I really believe ...... You don't want to die, don't die......"

At this moment, Lan Yiling ignored all the suspicious places, and only felt a tightening pain in his heart.

Even if he really has something to do with Kuranji, as long as he is alive, as long as he is alive...... A big hand caressed her back, gently smoothing it, and a familiar deep voice sounded above her head, "Ling'er, it's okay, it's okay......"

Lan Yiling opened her teary eyes, and the first thing she touched was a white placket, and when she looked up, she was a familiar handsome face, not as white as she was just now.

If Lan Yiling was a little more careful, he would find a trace of pity and nervousness oozing from his eyes.

Moving his gaze to the surroundings, Yu Haiying on the ground was gone, and the surroundings were dim, and the style was no different from the first and second floors.

"This ......"

"It was a fantasy."

Lan Yiling understood, threw herself into his arms and began to howl, "Wow-"

It was the worst cry she had ever cried.

A quarter of an hour passed...... Another quarter of an hour passed, and a certain woman was still running in tears.

Wei Chengfeng tugged at the corners of his mouth that was a little stiff, feeling that the placket on his chest was already soaked, and there was a downward trend.

Is this girl made of water?

How many tears are there?

As everyone knows, he is still very lucky, and the three outside are suffering from the baptism of heavy rain.

At such times, there is only one way that works best.

Wei Chengfeng held up her crying little face and kissed it.

Sure enough, the effect was immediate, and Lan Yiling instantly closed the "sluice"

, Wei Chengfeng did not stop, but became more engaged.

The kiss was more urgent than ever, and Lan Yiling responded weakly, in exchange for a more violent devouring.

Yes, it was like swallowing her into her stomach, the breath in her chest became less and less, Lan Yiling struggled for a while, and Wei Chengfeng was reluctant to let her go.

Lying in her flushed ears, Wei Chengfeng's voice was bewitching, "Ling'er, what did you see in the illusion?" Well? ”