"......"

In a word, he blocked himself with nothing to say, Youyang was stunned, but he also found that he had no reason to let the beautiful and terrifying woman in front of him run around for his words. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"But, for Brother Shanyang, aren't you ......, don't you ......" How could she say such words as Youyang Tujue?

How?

Don't you like my brother Shanyang?

Can you bear to watch him get hurt?

No!

No!

She couldn't say that, the woman in front of her was so good, if she really competed with herself for Brother Shanyang, then what should she do......

No!

No!

She didn't know, she didn't know the mind of the woman in front of her.

She is so good, how can she pull down her face and compete with herself?

Besides, Brother Shanyang will always be mine, even if anyone likes it, it's useless!

Youyang thought of this, the color of his pupils suddenly darkened, and then he quickly bowed his head towards Crimson, and strode away.

The footsteps were far away, but the silent room suddenly remembered the sound of sarcastic laughter.

The corners of his crimson lips raised slightly, and his body rose into the air, slowly falling to the vines on the ground.

The vines that had been wandering around became quiet at this moment, paving a smooth path for Crimson.

The white clothes are flying, and the ribbon on the crimson waist around the waist is flying in the wind, and the blood-red roses around it are hidden, and they can't distinguish each other.

After a while, the crimson pale, his eyes looked at the door, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

She wasn't worried, and she wasn't panicking.

Because she knew that Shengyan and Nightstar were sure of it.

And he ......

Are you feeling unwell?

Youyang, you are so worried about his body. But do you know why he became like this?

You don't know!

How can you do it!

You don't deserve him!

It has always been, it has always been......

……

Even if he was injured, it didn't damage the composure that he had always been proud of,

Shanyang felt a dull pain in his heart, and his heart disease seemed to be getting worse and worse in the recent period.

It's just that he thinks it's worth the pain......

The sudden blockade of his way was something he had already imagined.

Every time he met the two of them, he could deeply feel the hostility that came from their hearts.

I just didn't expect it to be now.

Sheng Yan and Night Star didn't want to do anything at the moment, if they were just stunned by the crimson who hadn't been out of the coffin for more than a month, and at this moment looking at the man who was obviously already fragile, but still domineering and standing with his hands in his hands, they might have some understanding.

It's just that the more he is like this, the more they feel worthless in their hearts!

"Lord Shanyang, in the depths of your soul, isn't there a voice that tells you to blame yourself!" Nightstar's brows furrowed, and the hand hidden in his sleeve was already trembling a little.

Sheng Yan didn't speak, at this moment there was only that proud figure in his pupils, and in the ups and downs, he was thinking about something.

Shan Yang raised his eyes lightly to look at the two of them, under the wind and snow, the two of them were so clear about their accusations on their faces, but they ......

"I repeat, maybe you're looking for the wrong person." The clear voice did not fluctuate much, and after a short entanglement, the sky had slowly become dark, and the pale to transparent face reflected the snow, and in this silent twilight, it lost its color.

Finding the wrong person?!

How could you find the wrong person? Their beloved Lord Crimson, who had always been cold, lost his former luster whenever he encountered anything related to him.

The two of them didn't know what had happened between Lord Crimson and this man. But what an unforgettable thing it would be to make a noble person think so much about his soul.

However, in their eyes, Lord Shanyang.

He really didn't remember their crimson scarlet lord anymore.

A person who can carve you into the bone marrow, and this person doesn't remember you!

They don't know what to do if something like this happens to them.

And now, this kind of thing is really torturing the crimson adults they respect and want to protect.

How could they not be angry?

How can you not complain......

It's just, it's just......

What about the two of them?

Other than doing these senseless things, the two of them can't change anything at all......

Entanglement has never been anything to do with the two of them.

How to intervene, how to sort it out.

"That's it!" Sheng Yan sighed lightly, then slowly turned around, and was about to leave in the wind and snow.

"How can you stop it! How can you let him ...... again?"

"Night Star!" Sheng Yan scolded sharply, his eyes cold.

Night Star frowned, then flicked his sleeves and followed behind Sheng Yan, unable to suppress the powerlessness in his heart.

"I hope you can stay in the same state forever and never regret it!"

The figures of the Holy Face and the Night Star disappeared, leaving only these words, echoing through the forest.

……

Such a sudden interception, and such a helpless departure, Shanyang didn't understand why, and at this moment, his body couldn't allow him to think about anything more.

His heart ached, and he staggered back, and then leaned heavily on the trunk of a large tree, and under the thick night, if he looked closely, he could find that his fingertips were trembling.

In the sky, the full moon that exuded a lustrous luster was so full, shining on the earth through the dark night.

I don't know when, the moonlight in the sky is no longer what it used to be.

A drop of sweat swept through it, dripped into the snow, and disappeared.

Silent Yang caressed his chest, the corners of his lips pursed slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at the depths of the dense forest on the side, instantly alert.

In the snow, a clear white slowly walked out of the depths of the dark forest, and the slender and thin body seemed to be swallowed by the snowy weather.

It's just that her steps are so steady, and her steps are so firm.

Stepping on the snow, in the green mountains and snow, the faint white shadow, when it is.

The intertwined souls, the overlapping memories, and the pain of every midnight dream come together, and the taste is indescribable.

Crimson walked closer and closer to the man leaning on the trunk of the tree, and the night wind carried snowflakes caressing his side, as if nostalgic, as if escaping.

As the memories grew more poignant with the passage of time, Crimson felt that she was looking closer to her life.

The two figures met again, so close to each other, what lingered in them was the love thread that would never be cut.

If there is anything that can support a person in this boundless darkness, I am afraid that there is only a little attachment in the heart!

"Does it hurt......"

The clear voice seemed to come from all directions, and the corners of the crimson lips glowed with a bewitching red in the snow-white night.

Not expecting him to answer, Crimson leaned forward slightly, and the distance between the two immediately became closer.

"Lord Shanyang, you are really an infatuated person. For her sake, you can overdraw your life, and every full night of the month, your heart hurts like a bone, and your ability declines. Did you know that even one of the two of them can kill you? ”